Monday, June 21, 2010 — The Summer Solstice arrived on schedule at 7:28 Eastern, and to mark the occasion our Starving Artiste, Mike Dater, has shared with us the little drawing shown above. In our paper, of course, since we’re too cheap, lazy and hidebound to use color, we can only reproduce Mike’s work in black, white, and shades of gray. So it’s a pleasure to have an excuse to show off his palette here. For more, see this link.
It was on this day in 1977 that H.R. Haldeman, who once described himself as “Nixon’s son of a bitch,” first heard from the inside the sound of a cell door clanging shut.
Speaking of Haldeman and dogs, somehow it escaped our notice until now, but apparently UCLA authorities once “held Haldeman, a pledge master at Beta Theta Pi, responsible for the killing of a dog during a hazing ritual.” At least, so says the Daily Bruin.
The fact that H.R. “Bob” Haldeman was once put behind bars ought to serve as an inspiration to us all. Here’s another bit of inspiration, from Robin and Marian.
[audio:https://www.nhgazette.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/06/robinandranulf.mp3|titles=Robin and Ranulf]Sir Ranulf: I hold my office from the King himself.
Robin Hood: I never liked your King much.
Sir Ranulf: You’re his subject … and his servant.
Robin Hood: He’s not King here. Not in Sherwood.
Sir Ranulf: [mocking] You’re the ruler, are you? Should I bow?
Robin Hood: I wouldn’t have you in my service, nobleman. I’ve known your kind all my life. You’re everything I’m meant to fight. You’re the enemy. You gobble good red meat, and we get bread and cheese. The laws can’t touch you and there’s no crime you can be punished for. And we can shoot a deer and have our eyes put out. This is my forest. I’ll live here as I like. You come in again, I’ll kill you. [Emphasis added.]
Times being as they are, we’ll note here for the record that, preferring the pen to the sword, we neither endorse or condone violence except in self-defense, and as provided by law.