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Please, god, let this happen quickly. From The Orlando Weekly:

As of today, a recently created Change.org petition urging Manatee County legislators to go forward with the Snooty statue movement has garnered more than 4,000 signatures. “Snooty the Manatee has been a symbol of Bradenton … for almost 70 years,” writes Anthony Pusateri, the petition’s author. “To honor Snooty’s legacy as a positive icon in Bradenton, I propose that the negative symbol of racism and oppression that is the Confederate monument be relocated and replaced with a statue of Snooty the Manatee.”

If every monument to Treason In Defense Of Slavery—h/t LGM—were replaced by one of Snooty the Manatee, this would be a much better country. Sign the petition. Do it now.


Weekly WWOZ Pick To Click: “My Man’s Gone Now” (Nina Simone): Yeah, I pretty much still love New Orleans.

In other musical notes—I see what I did there—the great and powerful Oz, the Blog’s Official Musical Archivist, sends along something new from his roost in Kansas City. As we all know, the list of the best cover versions of Bob Dylan songs begins with Jimi Hendrix’s transfigurative “All Along The Watchtower,” and every other one is fighting for second place. Well, “Not Dark Yet” is probably my favorite of The Master’s later work. The original is deep and dark, and even Daniel Lanois’s sweet-tooth for ju-ju production doesn’t capsize it. Here are Shelby Lynne and Allison Moorer trying it on and, Lord Above, this is glorious.

Weekly Visit To The Pathe Archives: Here’s a look at the Senate committee investigating organized crime in 1954. A brief colloquy ensues:

Q: ‘Well, you’re looking back over the years now to that time when you became a citizen and we’re now standing 20 odd years after that. You must have in your mind some things you’ve done that you can speak of as an American citizen, if so, what are they’?

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A: ‘Paid my tax!

Can’t imagine why I fastened on this one. History is so cool.

If there hasn’t been enough schadenfreude in your life this week—and can there ever really be enough?—here’s another bucketful. Can’t we reopen Alcatraz just this once? Or Devil’s Island?

Is it a good day for dinosaur news, Atlantic? It’s always a good day for dinosaur news!

When we look at dinosaurs in museums, it takes imagination to plaster flesh and skin on top of the bones. But for the dinosaur that Funk unearthed—a 110-million-year-old creature named Borealopelta—imagination isn’t necessary. It looks like a sculpture. And based on pigments that still lurk within the skin, scientists think they know what colors the animal had. “If someone wants to come face to face with a dinosaur, and see what it actually looked like, this is the one for that,” says Caleb Brown from the Royal Tyrrell Museum, who has studied the animal.

Borealopelta was one of the ankylosaurs—a group of heavy-set, low-slung, tank-like dinosaurs. It lacked the shin-thwacking tail clubs that some of its relatives wielded, but its back was covered in heavy, armored scales, and a pair of 20-inch-long spikes jutted from its shoulders. It weighed 1.5 tons and was 20 feet from foot to tail. And it probably couldn’t swim very well.

And, as we know, eventually, these creatures evolved into…Raiders fans! But they lived then to make us happy now.


The Committee knew that our post about the members of the Dail Eireann and their outstanding bar tabs was going to bring out our Top Commenters Top Comments. But little did The Committee know that the post would produce the first tie ever for Top Commenter of the Week. It is shared by repeat winner J. S. Hedegard and Erich Russell, both of whom repurposed brilliantly our Founding Documents. First, Hedegard:

“Congress shall make no law preventing an establishment of drinking, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of the tap, or of the grape press; or the right of the people peaceably to assemble therein, and to petition the government for a redress of their bar tabs.”

Now, Russell:

We hold these Poofs to be Malevolent.” Draft One while Jefferson had not paid his bar tab.

I imagined these two in knee breeches, typing with quill pens and swilling Madeira. In any case, you both can split 180 Beckhams.

I’ll be in Lincoln, Nebraska, next week, checking out the public hearings into our old friend, the Keystone XL pipeline, the continent-spanning death funnel and current conservative fetish object. I will also be covering whatever happens outside the hearing room. Be well and play nice, ya bastids. Stay above the snake-line, and try to avoid being the target of multiple grand juries. This is no fun at all.

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