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About James

James Seidler is a writer living in Chicago. The editor for the now-defunct humor publication FLYMF, he has now decided to maintain his web presence and smart remarks through this blog.

Scavenged From the Headlines

Some things I learned recently:

Jazz legend Louis Armstrong came late to the political arena, but he didn’t mince words when he arrived.

As David Margolick reports for the New York Times, Armstrong responded to the desegregation standoff in Little Rock, Arkansas by stating, “President Eisenhower…was ‘two faced,’ and had ‘no guts.’ For Governor Faubus, [Armstrong] used a double-barreled hyphenated expletive, utterly unfit for print….He then sang the opening bar of ‘The Star-Spangled Banner,’ inserting obscenities into the lyrics and prompting Velma Middleton, the vocalist who toured with Mr. Armstrong and who had joined them in the room, to hush him up.”

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Punk

Hilly Kristal died a month ago. For those of you who don’t know the name, he was the founder of CBGB-OMFUG, the club in New York City where American punk rock really got started. Tom Verlaine and Richard Hell of Television literally built the stage, and bands like Television, the Ramones, the Talking Heads, Blondie, Patti Smith, the Heartbreakers, and the Voidoids found a home within. As Smith said in tribute, “CBGBs wasn’t just about Hilly or the people who played there or New York City, it represented freedom for young people. To me the name CBGBs could be a slang term at this point meaning freedom. Hilly offered us unconditional freedom.”

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Road to Ruin

The back room is part of the Chicago mythos. It’s a tucked-away place where city players—people with connections—breathe in cigar smoke and broker inside deals to divvy up taxpayer money. It’s a place where power is expressed in naked patronage, rarely to the benefit of the citizens whose interests elected officials are supposed to oversee. The back room is also a place, as the Chicago Tribune’s recent series on the CTA makes clear, that’s very real.

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Scapegoating our Shortcomings

Recently I’ve begun riding my bike to work. It’s a move that’s brought with it a lot of benefits—I get my exercise organically, without having to carve time out of my day for it, and my commute is actually quicker than it was via bus. I feel fresher when I get to work and—what the hell—a little smug as well, since my daily commute doesn’t require any energy other than the English muffin I have for breakfast every morning.

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