Dead Kennedys — No, not the band.

This guy to the left is J.D. Tippit, a Dallas police officer, shot and killed by Lee Harvey Oswald. Most folks don’t know about him or how it happened, let alone the 18 witnesses who soon after perished under suspicious circumstances. More on that in the column below. Seems quite coincidental and serendipitous that a…… Continue reading Dead Kennedys — No, not the band.

Oh My Goodness, He Said BLUENOSE

Alex Taylor Tuesday brings one Anthony Comstock back to light. You probably haven’t heard of this gent or the delightful derision bearing his name. Published in the Gainesville Times, October 25, 1988, Taylor’s “Nude Painting” feels harmless until you dive a little deeper into the deathly fallout of priggish policies. More to follow. Nude storefront…… Continue reading Oh My Goodness, He Said BLUENOSE

In Arizona, The Gringos Get You

Gringos Get You isn’t the feel-good, emotional bonding version, folks. (Is there a Mexican Yakov Smirnoff?) A fragment of the Old, Wild West — when justice often came self-served or not at all. As the years march, it fades further from memory, outside of its most famous occurrences, O.K. Corral, et al. So many other…… Continue reading In Arizona, The Gringos Get You