My Memories Of George Michael
It was February of 1963 when I first met George Michael. I had just arrived at WIL Radio in St. Louis. George, a lanky and energetic young man from St. Louis, was a deejay at the station, and at the age of 20, I was the afternoon news anchor and evening street reporter. Three years later, we would team up with a brand new team to launch Famous 56, a new format of contemporary music for WFIL Radio in Philadelphia.
George was the nighttime deejay. And I did the news the same hours he was on the air. His engineer was a young man named Howard Eskin. Those of you who came of age in the late sixties and early seventies will remember that George became an instant radio star by embracing two appealing subjects of the time – pop music and high school sports. George was a big football fan and embraced the high school football scene with up-to-the minute reports on all the teams. It was a very exciting show. You had “King George,” as he was called, spinning the “hot hits”, and giving you the straight news from the gridiron through the sources of his vast personal reporting network.
We had many interesting personal moments, sharing the joy of working and achieving in a new community. When I started making the move to TV in 1967 and 1968 at Channel Six, George issued a warning. He said, “Stick to TV. You’ve got a face for radio.” And I replied, “So do you.” Little did I know that we would both wind up on TV. I never saw George as a TV star, but who knew what hard work and fierce determination would bring. His star was one of the brightest in the nation.
George was the hardest working broadcaster I had ever met. He prepared his programs with meticulous research. I’m talking about hours of preparation for each hour he was on the air. His voice rang with a high-pitched energy and excitement that made you want to listen. He was not to be denied in anything he wanted to accomplish.
And so it was that the animated, effervescent and determined young man wound up in Washington DC as that community’s biggest sports superstar. His years on WRC TV, over thirty of them, made him the most successful local sports anchor in the nation. He was so big that he was featured on his own national program, “The George Michael Sports Machine.” I tell you that a generation of sports broadcasters followed George’s lead! George was ESPN before there was ESPN.
What a great success story. And now he’s gone. First he was a fast legend here. And then he was sports in Washington.
The memories live on. They are vibrant. They ring true to all who were there, to those who listened, and to those who worked at that wonderful radio station during a golden era of radio broadcasting. I was proud to have been part of it, to have walked into that building on the first day, and to have watched the young broadcasters, who brought Philadelphia the sound of the sixties. George was a key part of it, and I can still hear his voice echoing through the summer air, from Allentown to Pottstown, from Devon to Avalon, his powerful delivery punctuating the dial at WFIL 560:
“This is King George, and this is Famous 56 in Philadelphia”
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Our prayer has been answered by Sir Lawrence of Brynmawr. We followed the star to this website. It may have taken a death to change the topic but this is life on The Larry Kane Report.
Everything Sir Lawrence has remembered about George Michael is very true. Particularly the statement that he was Sports Center before ESPN. Always entertaining, he will be missed by sports fans everywhere. RIP George Michael.
Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night. It is time for we 3 kings to return to the Orient. We are opening a Pep Boys franchise in Bejing.
Larry Kane commemorates Christmas on his blog with an obituary. He uses the euology of George Michael to talk about himself and to place himself at the epicenter of greatness in Philadelphia broadcasting. Now that’s what Christmas is all about Charlie Brown!
Merry Christmas to all the Christians who frequent his blog. Mr Potter hates you and can’t wait to foreclose on your over-leveraged consumeristic lifestyle!
Merry Christmas Everybody! It IS a Wonderful Life Mr. Potter! Dont worry, My silly little building and loans business is going to save your over-leveraged consumeristic lifestyles! George Bailey to the rescue!
Thank you for the nice comments on George Michael. I was 17 when he came to WFIL and kicked off famous 56. WFIL and George was as good as it got. Now in Colorado, I was still able to enjoy George Michael watching his Sports Machine Show. He was one of the great ones and will be missed.
Larry referred to himself 12 times in the George Michael obituary via the personal pronoun I. Was the Obituary about Michael of Kane? Maybe the readers should decide!
Merry Christmas George Baily, I am going to foreclose on your children and granchildren’s homes right after Christmas, because you talked the the of Thrift, but you didnt walk the walk. Most of your family financed with me using subprime loans with default rates of 21%- Merry Christmas to Mr Potter!!!
I liked Andrew Ridgley better. George Michael was always on drugs and sticking his butt in the air.
Or is this about that guy on Arrested Development?
This is a remembrance, not an obituary. As such Kane cam refer to himself as he worked with Michaels. I was a WIBG fan and never cared much for the Boss Jocks at WFIL, but Michaels did go out of his way to promote high school sports when every one else was playing bubblegum music. At least he got rid of that silly Prince Valiant haircut. RIP
Kandy Kane and George Michael. I thought George Michael was a gay British pop star, prone to soliciting men in public toilets. Apperently there are two George Michaels, what is George Michaels the Djs real name?? Was he a heterosexual?
I worked with George Michael in the Dominican Republic. His capacity was prodigious. One of the greatest set of lips to rest on my mic.
My sympathies and payers to his family. Whem George Michael was a “Boss Jock” at 56-WFIL in Philadelphia, he used to take one week vacation in Ocean City, NJ with his wife and family. While there he used to come into my parents bakery (Dot’s) where I would wait on him. I will miss you George!
Speaking of drugs,is Long John Wade still alive ? Dude had an appetite.
And George Bailey was one funny guy but a little hung up on the “good eatin’ thing.
It seems the so called Boss Jocks are dropping
like flys at relatively young ages.
Could the reason be their self absorbed drug
And alcohol fused lifestyles? Why does anyone
but Larry Kane care about these washed up
radio voices? They are not Howard Stern, or
George Burns, or Larry King, men who have
really impacted radio. This site is a morgue
for mediocracy!!!
Mr. Kane, see what happens? You try to do something nice and it attracts crude, ignorant morons. Maybe The Gallery was closed and they had to something “for fun.”
I remember well your newscasts on The George Michael Show, especially White Christmas night 1966 while shoveling a foot of snow, and April 4, 1968 – the News Bulletin about the King assasination
Larry, keep up the good work. I’ve gotten about as much fun out of reading your columns as the detainees at GITMO got during their water boarding experiences. The only differecne between the two experiences is that the water made GITMO inmates gag.
The real morons are old men who worship
so called “Boss Jocks” they need to let
go of this idiotic past. Boss Jocks were
nothing, just legends in the small minds
of certain inferior Phildelphians.
“…certain inferior Philadelphians” such as Lord Abott. What’s wrong, Lord, jealous that you never achieved anything in life like Kane and/or Michael? Idiot!
Returning from a week with the kids in West Palm. Barack goes to Hawaii. VP Joe goes to Florida. Like our hero Larry. Suntan lotion. String bikinis. Umbrella drinks. I wanted to go to Sandals but I had to stay within a 1500 mile radius of DC because Barack was so far away. I like the all inclusive eating and drinking at Sandals.
I wonder what Barack will do after 2012. Do you think he’ll get a oceanview estate on Oahu? Pontificate on the lecture tour like Clinton. Build homes like Carter. Or disappear on a ranch like the Bushes. I just hope he disappears. Don’t care too much where.
All this Boss Jocks talk from Larry. And the Beatles connection too. Go figure. Larry is the least cool guy I know. He does not have a musical bone in his body. Ask Mrs Lipshitz in Brooklyn who tried to teach him the piano as a yute. So what’s the fascination with music Larry? Living vicariously through those you interviewed and worked along side. Had the urge to be a DJ but not the aptitude. Well here is the answer Lar. DJ Hero. XBox or PSII. You are the DJ. Play it in the privacy of your own home. Get down. Get funky. At least for as long as Mrs Kane will allow such ‘creativity’ in your home.
Biden/Biden in 2012! Spin’in tunes and gett’in our grove on.
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Proudly not a phildelphian who has achived more
than you will ever know Prize
Patrol.
Clearly no Spelling Bee wins.
No more disruptions while I’m here in Hawaii, please.
Seems like the post Christmas malasse has set in. Not many nice things to be said of any one. That’s usually how it works. Every one is sooo good over the holiday that once it’s over all that pent up hatred and frustration comes to the surface. “Peace on Earth” becomes you wanna a “piece” of me? Oh well it’s good to have things back to normal.
Christmas does generate a lot of high expectations and anxiety. When it is over the down side is …. well it’s probably like a Meth freak. When his high is over he’s left with a big gaping hole in his gut. All the fun time he had when high is completely forgotten. It’s as if it never happened. The only thing for him to do is get more Meth. Problem is it takes more meth to get him where he want’s to go. That’s a viscious cycle. I’ll take the post Christmas depression over that any day.
Ed, I love your optimism!
Happy New Year
to all the whinners and losers in Philadelphia!
If it were not for you guys it would be a
World Class City like, NY, Boston, or DC.
Anyone need a date for New Year’s Eve?
I’m having a tough time adjusting to vacation. My internal alarm clock goes off at 5:30AM whether I’m on vacation or not. We’re planning on driving up to Disney today. Stretch limo is picking us all up and taking us to Orlando. The Biden herd of grand kids wants to go. Who am I to say no? I’ll find a bar somewhere on Disney and drink away the day. I can sleep it off in the limo on the way back to West Palm. If I can’t find a place on Disney serving Kamikazes I’ll wonder off the reservation to a local watering hole. Mickey has no grip on me. Well I guess I am springing for 12 $60 day passes to the Magic Kingdom. What a scam. Line up those Kamikazes.
Breatches in the air travel security system? Ya think? TSA stands for Too Stupid to do Anything else. We get these double dipping bozos walking around with a sense of overimportance and bravado. They’re are nothing more than security guards like Paul Blart in Mall Cop. They are nothing more than glorified bag handlers and crowd control. They offer less resistance than the Detroit Lions defense. They are bigger wannabes than real cops. But they get a government pension. We taxpayers will be paying for these turkeys for sometime. I say you can’t replace high technology with a double dipping retired Army Sergeant or a single Mom in a starched blue shirt. TSA – the great American hoax.
2010 is going to be a great year. First we’ll see support for Barack and his Socialists shrink to epic proportions. All of this socialistic agenda and One World garbage will die on the vine. He will become the loneliest man in DC. Even Harry and Nancy will turn on Barack. The GOP will make large gains in the congressional elections. Enough to bring a complete stalemate and gridlock back to the Congress. Oh how I miss those days. Posturing. Finger pointing. Handwaving. Gridlock. No one gets blamed. Another year closer to pension. Another year of fighting terrorist in Iraq and Afghanistan with no end in sight. Unemployment drops to 9.5%. Stockmarket bounces up and down on anti-business legislature and energy reforms. Great year!
As you drink your champaigne and watch the pathetically degenerated once great Dick Clark on New Years Rocking Eve think about how great 2010 will be. Like sands from the hourglass so are the days of our lives.
(Larry better start working on Dick Clark’s obit. Make sure to let us know how your careers were inexplicably intertwined)
Biden/Biden in 2012! Real change from real guys.
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Dick Clark is painful to watch. He looks like one of those JibJab characters speaking.
VPJ, I’m with you on TSA. It’s all an elaborate ruse to make Americans think flying is safe again.
Ed, do not despair. The end is near in 2012!
KK, are you Larry’s love child with Totie Fields?
Sonny Lee need date.
Kim Shee your date Sonny Ree. You bad man. You get your ass home. You hang around pushcart too rong.
Where have all the real men gone from this website?
And real women?
Tomorrow’s the last day of the year, thank God it’s over. I can’t take any more of 2009. Larry can’t get out of the sixty’s and here we are trying to leave the first decade of the 2000’s. And what a decade it was. We leave this decade more polarized than we were during the Civil War. Our politicians care only about being reelected and the stupid electorate cared only about what big government was going to give them. So here we are at the cross roads of history. What’s next only time will tell.
I’m recovering in the hospital friends. Just wanted to let you know it looks like I’ll pull through. Too much Viagra and some flexible young Hawaiian lads. Tough on the old ticker what with all the hillbilly heroin I’m popping. I should cut back. I have addiction problems.
Who is stalking who? Is Barack stalking Rush or vice versa? What’s the likelihood that both moguls would end up in Hawaii for Christmas vacation? My bet is that Barack made his plans when he found out Rush was going to be there. Barack is a bit desperate these days. His administration and political life are swirling clockwise down a toilet. He may need to befriend Rush to get him off his back and to figure out a way around all these issues. Clearly he has no ideas of his own. What a cockeyed coalition that would be.
I’m sneaking out of the house tonight on “secret government business” and driving down to Rehoboth to usher in the New Year at the Purple Parrott. The place will be rocking tonight. Like The Birdcage on sterriods. They’ll be flitting in from all over. Coming in on the Cape May Ferry. Hitching over from Baltimore. Even some Midshipmen from Annapolis will troll in. I love it when they toss there hats. I can’t wait.
Now to the subject at hand. Doom and gloomer Ed has a rather bleak outlook for the next 12 months. A veritable nattering nabob of negativity. Ghost of Cristmas Future. His pessimism of the intellect and optimism of the will. Proprietor at the gates of the fellowship of the miserable. Let me say this about that. Exactly one year ago today the nation was atwitter with optimism and hope. A black man was elected President symbolizing some cathartic shift in the collective American psyche. An intellectual that listened to the people. A man that wanted to end the war and fix healthcare for all Americans. A man that would fix Wall Street and the auto industry and the banking industry and every other failing institution in this country. He would restore the goodness of America and again make us the beacon of freedom and liberty. Our allies would rally around us. Our enemies would cease to hate us. All would soon be good. Just wait for the inauguration. It would be the dawn of a new age – the age of aquarius. Out with the aweful Bush and Cheney and Rumsfield and Rice. In with kind hearted intellectuals. Cowboys replaced by Ivy Leaguers. All was good. The days of pessimism were gone. All would soon be good. Kennedy-esque years ahead. John Kennedy that is – not his embarrassment of a drunken bum brother.
So here we stand one year later Ed. What has happened? Double digit unemployment after trillions of $ in stimulus. Banks in turmoil after trillions of TARP $ handouts. GM being run by a recycled government cronie. Fighting 2 wars with no end in sight. A stripped down healthcare bill yet to be enacted. A failed Global Warming meeting. A staggering housing market struggling to get back on track. Total disrespect for the US outside our borders. Terrorists about the get lawyers and moved to local prisons near you. It suffices to say not the nirvana everyone expected a year ago today. Not even close. You could argue we are much worse than a year ago today. So what is VP Joe’s point?
Ed buck up. Things were not nearly as euphoric as everyone thought they were a year ago as the charmed Prince Obama swept into office in a coronation for the ages. Conversely they are not as dismal as they appear one year later. The American people will will their way out of this dire situation. The government only gets in the way of progress. The sooner Dems realize that the government is the problem – not the solution – the better.
2010 dawns Ed. Nothing we can do about it. Can it really be any worse than 2009? Maybe Barack should start listening to Rush. He makes more sense.
Biden/Biden in 2012! Can we be any worse than the current regime?
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Joe, how many times do I have to tell you to shut up? Really. Exactly what advice should I be seeking counsel on from Rush Limbaugh? Where to get illegal prescriptions for painkillers and weightloss drugs? How to increase my golf handicap? Sushi bars in Honolulu? Unhealthy living habits? Really.
Hello everybody this is the new (whistles, kazoo sounds, bang bang!!) optimistic Ed. I’m taking a page out of Larry’s blog book and I’m never going to say anything bad about any one ….. well, with the exception of Mel Gibson maybe. I’m going to stick with subject matter pertaining to people I met in the ’60’s, that’s when hope sprang eternal, except for that nasty Viet Nam thing. Let’s see who did I meet in the ’60’s? There was Gene London, one heck of a guy, and Sally Star, her blossom was still in bloom, and Wilt the Stilt, he had so many women he didn’t know what to do. I caught a glimpse of JFK in the town’s shopping center but no words were passed. That about does it for the ’60’s
Was Sally Starr hot in person or just another reverse cowgirl? I’m having problems remember our gal Sal.
When did you meet Wilt Chamberlain, Ed? Were you his wing man?
VPJ, a rather down and out outlook for 2010. Perhaps you should take a page from Ed and be more positive.
Sally was a cross between Jessica Simpson and Dolly Parton. Unlike Dolly you thought you had a chance of getting Sally. Dolly was that girl in school that everyone wanted but just never got the nerve to ask out. When she finally did go out with someone she got knocked up and had to get married at age 15. That Sally was one prime piece of Western hospitality. Kobe beef hooters, packing a six shooter on each hip. If you were lucky enough to have a color TV her blonde tress and milky white skin would send shivers up your leg. Sort of like the way Chris Mathews reacts to Barack Obama.
Fish, the only thing I remember about Wilt was when we shook hands I was staring right into his zipper. Not something you really want to recall, maybe Chris Mathews would have enjoyed it though.
Another day another poi. Ticker keeps going thanks to cadillac health plan. Getting loads of oxycodone, viagra, and pliable young lads here in the aloha state. Merry new year.
Ed, I’m getting excited just thinking about our gal Sal now. Who would have guessed that fringe and 6 shooters would have hidden a bodacious set of tatas?
Rush, you need some new material. Different day but same tired lines.
YAP, I suspect that you have suspended flying after the terrorist incident. Now I know how to get my Sun Chips on board; I’ll stuff them in my underwear.
Ed, I’m guessing that fraud, Chris Matthews, is not one of your favorite people. He may be the last one to jump of the SS Obama.
Wow! What a night at the Parrott! My bungalow is like a scene from the movie The Hangover this morning. I’m afraid to go in the bathroom for fear of finding a tiger. So far no one from my entourage is missing. It’s still too early to tell. I’ll report back tomorrow. I got to get all these guys out of here and clean up this place and get home.
Happy last night was uneventful worldwide. I was technically in charge with Barack in Hawaii. I hear he is sitting by Rush Limbaugh’s bedside. Hoping to gleen any bits of practical information that might help him out of all these crises. I doubt Rush is much in the mood to help.
Lots to do hear. Back tomorrow.
Biden/Biden in 2012! Happy New Year!
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I would like to wish everyone a happy and properous new year inspite of Obamanomics and this socialist regime.
I would like to thank the thousands who have sent notes, letter and flowers to my hospital room as I relax and recover from the malady that ensued a couple of days ago. Your thoughts and well wishes are greatly appreciate and genuinely received. Mega dittos to all of you.
To those of you on the looney left that seek to bring me down, I have but this to say. I will not be sidelined or slowed down in my efforts to right the wrongs and atrocities already committed by this regime of figureheads, socialists and neophytes. I am the voice of reason and therefore I must continue my quest, though seeming Quixotesque at times, against bigger government, socialistic legislature and anti-business practices. I am smarter than all these Ivy League nitwits combined with half my brain tied behind my back.
As I write to you from my hospital bed with my blood pressure spiking, my doctors have advised me to put my PDA away and get some rest. No rest for the weary I say but perhaps a juice pack and a nap are in order. There is no rest for the wicked in Washington D.C. I must remain vigilant. I must be the sentinel for good government.
Yes it’s me Nancy. There’s nothing to see here. All is well in America. The system worked …..again. Although last night when my panty hose got up over my head I thought Al Qaeda was up to something. I threw the code red switch, grabbed some duck tape and sealed all entries. By the time I got to my feet I realized it was just my life partner ringing in the New Year with a bit of erotic shenanigans. My Bad…. The next time I mix Quaaludes and Mexican Tequila I will be a little more conservative. Did I say conservative I meant more democratic. I’ll spread it around and give to others instead of hogging all the good stuff for myself. BTW Mr. President Obama has reassigned me to protect the Larry Kane Report. Nothing is more important to Home Security than Larry’s blog. It’s been reported that a group of middle aged men meet here to voice their dissent against the government. Al Qaeda? Maybe, but it is my job to see that the system keeps working……..
Nancy is my code name on New Years eve
Janet, be honest, Nancy is your girlfriend who you scissored into the new year, I hope you are both satifisfied. Perhaps you should put the
same energy into protecting our nation.
Over 300 people could have died on Christmas day, and you felt the system worked until you were foreced to confront the reality, Obama should fired you, and he will after he reflects on what you’ve done.
I miss Dick Chaney.
I know I said Janet would be perfect for the Home Security position (no family no life, able to devote 18 -19 hours a day to the job) but i never knew she actually had a life. Who would of thought.
Fish-You’re right,no flying for me these days.Did drive down to D.C.for a couple of days & then over to Rehoboth for NYE.Unlike VP Joe,I spent the night at Dogfish with Ms.YAP & a hundred of my new best friends.Give up on the Parrot Joe,the action is at Dogfish.
Was there a lot of the gays there in Rehoboth YAP? We use to call it Rahomo Beach. When I was a boy in the 70s I was out in the deep water with my Dad riding waves and he suddenly realized we were surrounded by gay men who were humping each other. He pulled me out of the water and notified the lifeguards who treated it like a shark attack, families were yelling to loved ones to get out of the water, there was a total panic on the beach. Fun times at Rahomo Beach!
Friends the doctors looked at my heart and found nothing.
Auld Lang Syne. I am so sick and tired of hearing Auld Lang Syne. We need a new New Years Eve theme song. ALS was written by Scottish poet Robert Burns over 200 years ago. I think that was even before Dick Clark was born. Speaking of Dick Clark why does ABC persist on putting him in one of the highest profile positions of the year? Sympathy? Pity? Ratings? A grotesque sense of humor? Really why? It is painful to watch the once great and entertaining American Bandstand host now. The facejobs have pulled the wrinkles out of his face but he looks like a cartoon character now. With all due respect to Dick it is so painful to watch him speak that you can’t wait for him to stop. When is the producer going to grow some balls and tell Dick he can have a suite in Times Square but he’s not going on the air. It is morose and disingenuous. Please do the right thing ABC. Does Dick have pictures of some big ABC executive? Painful!
Yankee Air Pirate if you are flying in Rehoboth you need to be flying solo. No female wingman to drag you down. You don’t see me bringing Jill to Rehoboth do you? I fly in NOE buzz the locals and I’m out before anyone knows I was there. Stealth mission. I do have a reputation to maintain. Can’t let the American public know I’m attending a tailgate convention. A few Kamikazes and it is banzai! I frequent the Dogfish with Jill on Mondays. We hook up with Randall the Enamel Animal during the summers. I fly NOE and solo at the Parrott.
Janet or Nancy or whomever you are this is not a circle jerk site for middle aged men. This is a high end discussion site for professionals. Perhaps you should spend more time worrying about Al Queda operatives getting on US planes. This site is lanquishing in mediocrity quite nicely thank you. Personally I’m for strip searching every attractive female between the age of 20-35. Do it in plan sight. No male would complain about the delay. Think how much safer we’d all feel.
Commander you are stating the obvious.
Rush get well my friend. We need a dissenting view in this country now more than ever. The collective press is still in love with Barack. Someone has to have the nads to dissent. Be well my friend be well.
Biden/Biden in 2012! Moving the summer White House from Camp David to Rehoboth
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Your cost for the Senate bill – lots of Christmas gifts under their tree!
Here is what the Obama Administration gave away to get the bill passed – this is your money and it was not listed as part of the cost of the Senate bill! And, we thought those Senators were standing up for what they believed in. Here is what they got!
This is adapted from a Dana Milbank column in The Washington Post:
The Louisiana Purchase: $100 million in extra Medicaid money for the Bayou State, requested by Sen. Mary Landrieu (D-La.).
The Cornhusker Kickback: $100 million in extra Medicaid money, this time for Sen. Ben Nelson (D-Neb.).
Omaha Prime Cuts: Nebraska’s Nelson won a “carve out” provision that would reduce fees for Mutual of Omaha and other Nebraska insurers.
Con: $100 million meant for a medical center in Connecticut for Sen. Christopher Dodd (D-Conn.)
Gator Aid: Sen. Bill Nelson (D-Flo.) secured a grandfather clause will allow Floridians to preserve their pricey Medicare Advantage program from cuts imposed in the other states.
Handout Montana: Sen. Max Baucus (D-Mont.) secured Medicare coverage for anybody exposed to asbestos – as long as they worked in a mine in Libby, Montana.
Iowa Pork: Sen. Tom Harkin (D-Iowa) won more Medicare money for low-volume hospitals of the sort commonly found in Iowa.
Dakota Payoff: Sens. Byron Dorgan and Kent Conrad, both North Dakota Democrats, will enjoy a provision bringing higher Medicare payments to hospitals and doctors in “frontier counties” of states such as – let’s see here – North Dakota!
Hawaii Aloha: Hawaii, with two Democratic Senators, will get richer payments to hospitals that treat many uninsured people.
Wolverine Bonanza: Michigan, home of two other Democrats, will earn higher Medicare payments and some reduced fees for Blue Cross/Blue Shield.
What socialism means in Vermont: Sen. Bernie Sanders is getting larger Medicaid payments for his state (neighboring Massachusetts will get some, too).
Learn more details by visiting this site: Republican Study Committee (RSC)
Larry perhaps you could express your outrage about $B in buying votes.
Biden/Biden in 2012! We’re so transparent it is scary.
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Here I am sitting in my cell and the whole world is passing me by. Boy it looks like the Senate is doing exactly what I was jailed for. Giving away other peoples’ money and extorting payoffs from big companies. I merely played the system (and the system worked). Some got theirs and I got mine. That is how redistributing the wealth works. VP Joe I’m shocked that you don’t get it (nudge, nudge wink, wink). Listen Joe suppose some company wants to operate in your neighborhood. I just tell them give me 17 million (or whatever the going rate is) dollars and I’ll see what I can do. Voila I get some new vaccum cleaners and the company gets to ply their trade. The rest of the money goes towards my charity. (that’s me too)
Larry is here in New Hampshire at a B&B with me celebrating the New Year. After we shower, we are heading downstairs for some johnnycakes. I may give him the Aunt Jemima treatment later. Don’t look for a subject change anytime soon. Tootaloo.
Markets are up 60% from lows, give the brother some credit, Obama saved the markets and the banking system, somewhat ironic that a black man did such a thing considering that they historically are not good with saving, investing or economic insight. In fact the joke was that blacks looked smart for not having invested in 401ks after the market crashed. Guess the joke is on whitie this time.
Vito, love the Stripes line. Have not heard that in a long time.
Obama Rama, you are as clueless as your namesake. The market has willed its way up because it was bottomed out and there is nowhere else to make money.
VPJ, do I even want to ask about Randall the Enamel Animal? You have got to be joking.
Larry, please bring me back some authentic maple syrup from NH. It is the best!
The only ironic thing about a our black president is that his posse is all Jewish
At the risk of sounding like a homophobe,I’m not flying solo in Rehoboth.Ms YAP is always welcome.NOE ? Back in the day we called it “under the radar.” Still works for me.Have yet to see Randall though,is it just a Monday thing ?
Yoo Hoo, It’s me Janet again. I was in the area so I thought I’d check in with Larry’s blog. Looks like Larry has gone missing. Abducted by Al Qeata no doubt. Those sons of bitches. They’re as bad as the Mexican Mafia. Shoot this blow up that… it makes for a very long day. AH HA!!! I see that Larry is “tied up” in NH with a Vito. Oh those Italian boys, life was much easier when we had the Costa Nostra. So Larry you like to swing a litte yourself. I find it absolutly divine, especially becuse I look so butch.