When I am utterly depressed or exhausted about the current affairs of U.S. politics, I usually seek true crime tv, or something science if I watch any television at all.
There are, at least not yet, zero lefty political persuasion drones sending Obamatongue throughout true crime television. The crimes are well described as they are…..horrible and most caused by the human male. Blacks don’t come out so good either.
Some of the reenactments can be bloody and depressing, but that goes with the territory. My favorite true crime series is ‘I Survived’. I crave heroism. There is so little of it in non-military American life, especially in politics, so I turn to real social victims who survive for inspiration.
Science is often presented on the History Channel. Politics from your local university antiAmerican lefties seeps or swarms into many but not all scripts and commentaries titled, ‘history’. To encourage higher ratings, the history channels thrive on presenting make-believe disasters with spectacular mockups to attack white man’s inventions and successes. Man’s accomplishments must be made to seem equal or dangerous to human nature.
New York City is prime video showtime example to stack ratings. As the Empire State and Chrysler Buildings come tumbling down from lefty show and tell about global warming, the viewer becomes quickly convinced that life would be so much better if skyscrapers had never been built in the first place, and we humans should never have graduated from the loincloth tribes of eternally BC central African pygmies or Amazon headhunters.
The world would have become a better place without WHITE man.
Early this evening, I found “the Universe” on the history 2 channel. It had just begun its lessons about the total eclipse of the Sun.
To catch viewer interest it displayed a spectacular view of the full eclipse with all its beauty and mystery. Immediately I remembered the one I had actually seen in my life…..a real one……in 1956.
I had to drive about ten miles from home for the best view one could ever get, and it was free. I had convinced my girl friend and two other couples that the solar eclipse might be worth seeing. It wasn’t an easy sell.
The narrator mentioned that almost no humans outside the specialized scientific community has ever actually seen a TOTAL ECLIPSE OF THE SUN.
Suddenly I felt very important…..special. Being a guy I perked up. I was suddenly statistically unique among earthly creatures who speak.
For I did see that TOTAL ECLIPSE OF THE SUN, from an hour before to about one after and everything inbetween. I hadn’t thought about it for decades! I remember referring to it one time when I was a public school teacher in the 1960s describing it as a sight for a lifetime that I would never forget as long as I lived.
But, I did forget……until the moment watching ‘the Universe’.
I report the following to you Prager friends from memory. Many of you Twin City readers well above retirement age might also have joined the curious that Saturday morning early June, 1956 to see, for real, one of the most memorable and rarest of our environment’s great shows.
There were three couples of us who set out early that Saturday morning to hunt down a location for the best view. Experts had warned viewers NOT to look at the Sun with the naked eye or with a pair of sun glasses even at the height of the show, the full eclipse.
I don’t remember there being a lot of hype about the event in the press. Television had been around in the Twin Cities for only about eight years. I had taken an astronomy class at the University of Minnesota. I knew it was a very rare occasion when a total solar eclipse crossed over a large metropolitan center. The press did get excited when they learned of this honor.
I did too. As I recall, but fuzzily, I and my two buddies were graduating from the University that evening. The eclipse was scheduled for something like 5:30 AM. There was some static about the timing being too early for us to stir. Our girl friends wanted to go with us to see it…..and so, we, all of us decided to go together to the big SHOW.
It was reported there might be a problem with the weather. The forecast was for partly cloudy in the morning clearing toward noon , the time the moon was to disturb the sun’s rays from our points of view.
Clouds would have ruined everything.
In 1956 no one had any money. I owned a 1946 used and beaten Nash Ambassador; friend Jake Jacobson a more reliable and newer, 1952 Plymouth. He had bought it new. His dad owned a Deep Rock service station where Jake could work. I remember discussions about what equipment we might need to look at the Sun with or without the moon in front of it. Who was in it in Greek mythology who was blinded by looking straight into the Sun? Icarus, I knew ‘flew’ too close to the Sun and persihed when his wings melted.
No one remembered.
The newspapers recommended camera film. My family’s camera was a 1929 Kodak. Leftovers from printed rolls were always returned with the prints after processing. I taped a couple of these film pieces into my dad’s sunglasses fixing them neatly into the rims.
We drove to a hilly undeveloped area, south of St. Paul, across the Mendota Bridge near Acacia Cenetery. We climbed up a large grassy knoll and waited. We had arrived early…..early enough to start grumbling about how tired we all were and what in hell were we doing on this weedy hill looking eastward down into a valley as if worshipping downtown St. Paul in the distance? We, in time, decided it was a rather attractive setting ….We waited and waited some more.
“This better be big!”…….the threat appeared out of more than one set of lips. I think it came from my own mouth as well, even though I was the butt of the charge.
The day was beautiful……absolutely perfect. Not a cloud in the sky. Clear, clear as clear could be…..a fresh 70 degrees F. Not a breeze. Our voices could carry everywhere. We felt great.
We were the only flock nesting on the hill.
Suddenly we got tense: “Does anyone see anything?” “Isn’t it time for “it” to begin!” “Look again!”….(through film with sunglasses)….”Yes, yes…look, up there to the left!” ”Yeah, what’s going on over on the left?” “It’s starting!”
The moon had made its move to begin the show as if drawing a spectacular curtain. We were excited, for sure, very excited. There was an electricity all around us as well. “Can you imagine what primitive man must have thought looking at an eclipse? someone asked…maybe it was me. “What do you think WE are?’ Jake inquired.
All of us were enjoying ourselves. It seemed like a fun party….without beer, and at 6:00 AM on a Saturday. Who could have believed it?
More and more of the moon encroached upon the Great Light behind it. A breeze began and immediately dogs started howling and birds fluttered noisily. Trees began to stir and bend. And then, a dark shadow exploded noiseless in the distance suddenly covering downtown St. Paul and rolled speeding toward us as if to attack bringing a cold wind with it. It enveloped us, and then passed by as quickly as it arrived, leaving darkness in its path as if night itself were about to fall.
Then total silence……including silent humans in awe of the sight and feel. For eight or nine minutes the circlish fire of the Sun ringed the circle of the black Moon. We were mesmerized, awed, and thrilled all at the same time.
The ‘Universe’ program narrator said that a total eclipse of the sun can be seen from Earth about once every sixteen months.
Despite lefty dogma and its entitlements, we all should know that the vast majority of the Earth’s surface is covered by water. Most of the land above sea level is generally uninhabitable to the human animal. Those worried about carbon dioxide, the UN ’pollutant’ no animal or vegetable can live without, should know that the state of Texas could house all seven billion of us human creatures.
For more than a generation, American ‘educators’ have permitted the ignorant to lead the ignorant. Know-nothing students could invent their own educational needs, about which they also knew nothing. Leftwing dogma filled with Marxism’s entitlements and bigotries replaced knowledge as the base of study in the social science curricula of universities and schools from coast to coast.
None of us were alcoholics. No one was on drugs…..We didn’t swear at each other. Crime was never a problem on college campuses. Girls were female. Guys were male. Tails didn’t wag dogs. Families mattered. Young blacks had fathers and didn’t run around raping, pillaging and burning in their communities.
We enjoyed school and learning. We worked to pay for our tuition and books. We knew what a total eclipse of the sun was. We studied to gain knowledge, not to become bigots learning to hate our America.
I have recorded my thoughts, and the fond memories I have of that June 1956 total eclipse of the sun. I include the following quote by historian, Arnold Toynbee:
“Great civilizations aren’t murdered. They commit suicide!”