Archive For March 14, 2018

UNEXPECTED By Stephen J. Beard

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UNEXPECTED By Stephen J. Beard

I am not a people person.  I am a person person. ‘The old boys club’ I’d heard about turns out to be completely different than I’d imagined. Steve was in my club. And I was in his. On Valentine’s Day, twenty-four years ago, a call came to my home in Portland, Oregon.  It was, as…

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Happy Birthday, Jack Kerouac

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Happy Birthday, Jack Kerouac

Jack Kerouac meant something to me.  Still means something.  Means a lot.  One thing he meant was, don’t drink yourself to an early death. – JDW “[…]the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same…

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A Blue Boy In A Red State

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A Blue Boy In A Red State

What I learned from that intensely educational period of my life is that one kind of misfit is the person who suffers abuse or trauma and doesn’t transcend it in the socially hoped-for way. We take a wrong turn or go deeper down. That’s often looked at like a failure, but sometimes I wonder. I’ve…

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Free Wheelin’

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Free Wheelin’

If you’ve been paying attention, I’ve known billionaires and governors and Olympians and Pulitzer prize winners and…  Some people have impressed me more than others.  From July 1989. – JDW John Rinehart is an exceptional young man.  That’s the first thing you should know about him. John Rinehart is absent his right arm and his…

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Hot Chocolate

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Hot Chocolate

In August of 1975, I arrived in Salem, Oregon.  A devoted long distance runner and a first-year law student.  First day of class, I met Tim McGarry.  We have been friends ever since.  He went on to be a distinguished member of the Bar.  In December of 1975, I was just a devoted long distance runner. …

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The Artist As Shaman

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The Artist As Shaman

This I remember.  Wish I had managed to buy a piece.  Ghost wolves and human skulls, what’s not to love.  From August 16, 1989. – JDW Canyon #7 by Ken Weeks Artists, by their free expressions, encourage others to be free. This is the quality that makes works of art enduring. ― Marty Rubin “It is…

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March Madness

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March Madness

Recently divorced from Fred Meyer – this decades before same-sex marriage – I still had contacts at the company.  As a columnist who once worked for the state’s largest advertiser, I managed to get a few free ducats.  From January 18, 1989. – JDW Flirting with madness was one thing; when madness started flirting back,…

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Catch The Ball

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Catch The Ball

The Edge… There is no honest way to explain it because the only people who really know where it is are the ones who have gone over. – Hunter S. Thompson, Doctor of Gonzo I am laying down on a long leather couch. Talking to my psychiatrist. He’s in Tempe or Scottsdale, someplace that needs…

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The Future Comes Whether You Like It Or Not

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The Future Comes Whether You Like It Or Not

During that last Presidential campaign, I entertained myself by telling everybody around here, “no way in hell, I’m voting for that bloated blonde bitch’, and everybody thought I was talking about Hillary. I believe this country will be saved by angry black women. Joy-Ann Reid a prime example. Oprah. – JDW SLOW TIDE The Right…

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Baby Driver Gets Old

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Baby Driver Gets Old

The periodical’s promo – four color, top of the section – said ‘Motorhead Jack D. Welch peers through the fumes of tractor-pulls and customized cars for an inside look at car shows.  Page 1.’  From November 23, 1988. Answer: Changing tires, changing lightbulbs, changing channels. Question:  What are the limits of my mechanical dexterity? To me,…

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