tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-77103251660742757402024-03-12T22:17:38.059-05:00The Travis McGee ReaderLibertarian thinking about everything.
--Ere he shall lose an eye for such a trifle... For doing deeds of nature! I'm ashamed. The law is such an ass. -- G. Chapman, 1654. Jimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00034752526895428019noreply@blogger.comBlogger2347125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7710325166074275740.post-67056817826767788002019-12-06T17:52:00.005-06:002019-12-06T17:53:37.224-06:00Seventy years ago a U.S.president threatened violence against a blameless American citizen. The principles in this historical drama are President Harry Truman; his daughter, singer Margaret Truman; and famous music critic Paul Hume.
Margaret sang in a Washington, D.C. concert. Hume wrote that she was a poor singer. The president wrote what would these days be called a hate message:
"Some day I Jimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00034752526895428019noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7710325166074275740.post-62481137328330187392019-09-13T09:29:00.000-05:002019-09-13T09:29:48.287-05:00Yang Dough
The Democrat's debate was a doozie as entertainment, and if my older readers want to think of it as a reprisal of"The Gong Show," I have no objections.
Yang was the only really interesting character. Everyone laughed his gift of $12,000 bucks each for 10 lucky folks, financed with his campaign money. But a couple of candidates got all huffy about "vote buying." That cracked me up. Imagine, a Jimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00034752526895428019noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7710325166074275740.post-24153340972766789782019-08-18T09:59:00.001-05:002019-08-18T10:39:22.649-05:00Beto O'Rourke's Safe Place
"Beto" O'Rourke hates you and your guns. He's pinning his Hail-to-the-Chief fantasies on mandatory gun buybacks, national licensing and registration, and red-flag laws to confiscate your collection of old Winchesters because someone doesn't like you. It's run-of-the-mill stuff from the unicorn left.
BUT, Beto decided to cover his butt with a little theatre. Saturday, he went to an Jimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00034752526895428019noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7710325166074275740.post-30837230567503939372019-08-03T11:24:00.002-05:002019-08-06T08:29:28.513-05:00The Clark Side of our Farrell Line
Salem Wallace Clark was my great grandfather, the father of Emma Allie Clark Farrell, mother of my dad, Ottis R. Farrell. He successfully farmed land a few miles north of Madison, Missouri. (I have visited the farm.) Salem appears to have had a good deal of influence on my dad who called him "Pap" and mentioned him often, especially as dad taught me to make primitive toys - Jimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00034752526895428019noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7710325166074275740.post-54756628464745178222019-06-15T14:14:00.003-05:002019-08-04T07:19:06.834-05:00
I'm preserving this slightly disorganized post for the sake of the picture and the raw information. For a clearer narrative of these relatives, see the next post up. (jf Aug 4 2019)
Family of Salem Wallace Clark ca. late 1920's in Monroe County, Missouri
Clark is seated. Emma Allie Clark standing, third from left. (more)
Salem
Wallace Clark is the grandson of onJimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00034752526895428019noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7710325166074275740.post-20780178624395984042018-12-28T09:18:00.000-06:002018-12-28T09:18:13.747-06:00Kentucky Secretary of State
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Caution: With this the TMR becomes quite personal, a series of reports and speculation on ancestry. It's a family thing I wish to do, and for technical reasons this old and dusty blog is the most convenient way.
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John Farrell is our first known ancestor, a Scots-Irish man born in1763 in Kilkinney, Ireland. From there he disappears from written history until midnight of July 15/Jimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00034752526895428019noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7710325166074275740.post-81453412346237834192018-11-19T20:25:00.000-06:002018-11-20T10:00:41.351-06:00Hillbillies and Rednecks: Yes(Draft)
All my patrilineal kin have long been at least vaguely aware of our rural mid-south mountain past. I think we can now add something approaching actual information to the suspicion that we are the droppings of mountain folk all the way back to colonial years.
Recent wanderings through the thin family records and general histories of the times and places persuade me our early Jimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00034752526895428019noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7710325166074275740.post-57262371935738731152018-11-19T14:40:00.000-06:002019-08-05T08:21:31.951-05:00Direct Line Ancestors(Incomplete. Stay tuned.)
1. ... John Farrell born Kilkinney, Ireland 1763, died 1824 near Boonsboro, Kentucky. In 1789 he married Cristina Pursley. who was born about 1770 in Virginia and died about 1830 near Boonsboro, Kentucky.
2. ... William Farrell born near Boonsboro, Kentucky on March 3, 1796 and died died in Monroe County, Missouri on October 1, 1874. About 1820 near Boonsboro,Jimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00034752526895428019noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7710325166074275740.post-35702230908477200092018-11-12T10:48:00.000-06:002018-11-20T11:48:16.263-06:00Another research noteE-mail: lucius@hargray.com Sat Jan 3 13:22:47 2004
Name: Wilbur Cross
Subject: John Farrell
Surnames: FARRELL, O'FARREL, O-MORE
Query: We are seeking family history about the Farrell's, who fought against Oliver Cromwell before moving to Ireland where several members sat in the Parliament of James II in 1699, and some intermarried with Chieftain Roy O'More Jimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00034752526895428019noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7710325166074275740.post-55788083982303926972018-11-12T10:46:00.004-06:002018-11-14T07:48:11.497-06:00Research note (s) Farrell family
John Farrell 1763
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Posted: 24 Jan 2018 09:46PM
Classification: Query
Surnames: Farrell, Ferrall
Looking for the family of John Farrell, born in 1763, immigrated to Virginia, United States around 1773 and served in the Virginia Militia, then settled in Kentucky. Possibly immigrated from Kilkenny. Possibly a John Ferrall baptizedJimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00034752526895428019noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7710325166074275740.post-48294750697204288162018-11-09T13:42:00.002-06:002018-11-11T19:04:54.833-06:00John 1Caution: With this the TMR becomes quite personal, a series of reports and speculation on ancestry. It's a family thing I wish to do, and for technical reasons this old and dusty blog is the most convenient way.
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John Farrell is our first known ancestor, a Scots-Irish man born in 1763 in Kilkinney, Ireland. From there he disappears from written history until midnight of July 15Jimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00034752526895428019noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7710325166074275740.post-82021330990897913092018-08-04T10:16:00.001-05:002018-08-20T19:59:10.737-05:00
I'm recycling here non-personal parts of a letter to a life-long friend. He's recently retired as a philosophy professor and has just agreed to reactivate himself to teach a course in Western
civilization. The first part is a comment on American schooling, sometimes referred to as "education." The second answers a question he asked me, basically about how guys like Paul Jimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00034752526895428019noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7710325166074275740.post-82538494025442967282018-07-22T12:46:00.001-05:002018-08-04T11:08:45.772-05:00The Marble Urinal ConspiraciesI don't remember peeing in the actual White House. Besides, any relief I sought there would have been mundanely in the servants' wing, the press room facilities, during the AP days when I (rarely) attended Ron Nessen's briefings.
A different story existed across the alley in the garish old rococo Executive Office Building, built by an architectural Timothy Leary in the 1870s Jimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00034752526895428019noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7710325166074275740.post-33353702787910182702018-02-26T07:05:00.000-06:002018-02-26T11:50:34.807-06:00Flash! The Official 99 Best Greasy SpoonsI had just about recovered from the hideous Michelle Obama drive to turn my digestive tract over to the federal government. Some of her influence remains, particularly in the school lunch industry, but in general I believed that the clamor had died down for federal cops to inspect our food-processing innards.
Quite a few serious studies concluded that her drive for whole grain and Jimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00034752526895428019noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7710325166074275740.post-71441036839172571652018-02-19T19:43:00.001-06:002018-02-19T19:43:13.815-06:00Numbers
By now most people should have seen the Washington Post refutation of the widely circulated statistic reporting 18 school shootings so far this year. The number comes from Michael Bloomberg's "Every town for GunSafety," and it is false.
Carrying it a little further, the Post reports that since the 1999 Columbine massacre about 150,000 kids have been present in a K-12 school when a shooting tookJimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00034752526895428019noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7710325166074275740.post-27610030785446730912017-09-22T10:15:00.000-05:002017-09-22T12:48:39.528-05:00Idiots of the CornHere in the idyllic heartland, one of the common crimes is burgling and vandalizing isolated old farmsteads. The optimistic thugs are usually looking for antiques and other fencible merchandise (copper is always popular), and they often get away with it, earning, I judge, an hourly income about half of what they could make flipping legal if disheartening burgers.
A couple of years ago Jimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00034752526895428019noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7710325166074275740.post-36301305140929652012017-08-26T13:21:00.000-05:002017-08-27T05:33:35.799-05:00Newspapers from Pig FoodThe main trouble with the goddam mass media these days is that cruddy ink they use, made out of soybeans. When you use a page of sooty tofu to polish your windows, it leaves a bunch of goddam smudges.
In my day we knew how to make newspapers with real ink. Useful newspapers. Our readers may have been misinformed, had their intelligence insulted, and been subjected to the you-live-wrong diatribesJimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00034752526895428019noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7710325166074275740.post-56893000480946463872017-05-04T07:47:00.004-05:002017-05-04T07:51:00.479-05:00How to snag ...an overweight washed-up congressman and simultaneously maintain a national reputation as a seriously advanced teevee thinker.
Jimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00034752526895428019noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7710325166074275740.post-91399482512789105822017-04-16T18:37:00.000-05:002018-08-04T11:21:18.530-05:00Matters of LegacyIt is important to my sense of macho self-image that you understand I was not a total nerd.
Nerd enough to get almost no dates with cheer leaders and to walk softly past the hallway intersections where the duck-assed gorillas struggling to pass shop class hung out. Nether the nobody-home prom queens nor the high-school mouth breathers wanted much to do with guys on the debate team who also Jimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00034752526895428019noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7710325166074275740.post-60033437846363561212016-11-21T19:18:00.002-06:002016-12-17T08:00:02.390-06:00Another Big Bang There's this big hippie dude, see, strolling a side street in empty Lodi, California. Big hair down to his waist, wearing a gimme cap and a cool-message tee. "I gave up sex and drinking and it was the scariest 30 minutes of my life."
That is how it was according to Stephen King as he wrote about life in America after the super-flu wiped out some 99 out of every 100.
In a little Jimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00034752526895428019noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7710325166074275740.post-26375608306175936662016-10-17T15:34:00.000-05:002016-12-17T08:01:10.940-06:00The American Community SnoopA sterling citizen for whom I have great affection opened his American Community Survey packet this morning. He demonstrated his sterlingness by actually reading questions and penciling in answers for two or three pages.
Then the sorry SOB looked into the mirror of his sterling soul and saw tarnish. File 13.
The Constitution grants Washington the power to enumerate him, so there he Jimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00034752526895428019noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7710325166074275740.post-61312080967028679672016-09-26T16:52:00.001-05:002016-09-26T17:27:39.103-05:00The television set, a cheap 19-inch flat screen, lives in my closet. It was last mated with 110 volts and a coaxial cable in January when it seemed a good idea to watch the State of the Union address, just to fact-check my opinion that he is still in over his head; still nothing more than the almost accidental by-product of Chicago machine politics; still wedded to the narcissistic notion Jimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00034752526895428019noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7710325166074275740.post-91269323118995893802016-09-15T22:40:00.002-05:002016-09-15T22:40:37.023-05:00Toy GunsA 13-year-old kid with an airsoft gun takes a police bullet and your heart breaks. Then your head takes over and wonders what the Hell is up with the adults in this boy's life.
Is it all that hard to plant the simple message in a young skull that if you start waving a toy gun around, some people are quite reasonably going to think it's a real one. And get scared. And shoot you. Jimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00034752526895428019noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7710325166074275740.post-58010221642603037432016-09-02T14:13:00.000-05:002016-09-02T14:13:24.862-05:00Hillary says she can't remember whether she might have lied, or, possibly, told the truth to federal cops about what she did or did or didnt do with classified material. She was suffering from this concussion, you see.
In other words, "Not tonight Dear. I have a headache."Jimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00034752526895428019noreply@blogger.com1