“Fucking bat shit” may be a more apt description of the inmates, but do they really have time for this?

House of Representatives votes to remove “lunatic” from all federal laws, 398-1. The Senate’s already voted on this weighty measure so now, thanks to this diversion and the erasure of the term “retard” two years ago, Congress is safe from hearing pejorative terms sent its way as it drives the country off the cliff.

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  1. YESterday

    http://www.cardcow.com/169288/aerial-view-indian-harbor-greenwich-connecticut/

    1960 was the time to be in this town, when

    the hospital was a hospital, not a hotel,
    the high school was a school, not a student center cesspool,
    and
    the sound was sound, not murky waters.

    For those who have not moved out, do so.
    Westchester is surely in our lap now.

    • Well sort of, Yesterday, but in 1960 there was no Grass Island sewer plant because we dumped all our raw sewage directly into the Sound (Ole’s Creek between Riverside and Old Greenwich was eastern Greenwich’s conduit to the same disposal receptacle), the high school was on its way to being so crowded that students ate outdoors, even in winter, for lack of cafeteria space and the school’s front yard was cluttered with temporary classroom/trailers. On a brighter note, I believe Keating’s Showboat was in full flower then, with its booze, hookers and desiccated old advertising drunks, stopping off to finish what the bar car hadn’t.
      But you could buy a decent house for $25,000, kids were still allowed to play, unsupervised, outdoors and no one had heard of Viet Nam.

      • slippery sam

        …..the starfish disappeared after the sewage treatment plant came online and it was perfectly normal while fishing off the klondike to get a line tangle in wads of soggy feminine napkins.

        ahhh the good olde days

  2. anonymous

    Ah yes, the good old 60s in Greenwich, when Jews couldn’t buy on Round Hill or go to Greenwich Country Day, blacks worked in the big houses, not owned them, etc.

  3. Walt

    Dude –
    You remember 1960 Greenwich? You are much older than I thought. But no wiser. Had I known you were a decrepit old codger, I would have treated you with more respect, you diaper wearing, piss your pants frigging loser.

    Anyhows, when did we start letting Jews buy on Round Hill Road? I thought they were restricted to Cos Cob, which is why they want the new Synagogue. Right?

    Speaking of Jews, December 11 is coming up Dude. You know what that is, right? The day that shyster Bernie shit the bed!! A day that will live in infamy. That rat bastard. You going to do a “Where are They Now” post?

    And don’t get me started on a new word ban. Let’s just kill all adjectives. Retard doesn’t bother the real retards. It bothers the PC Police. Lunatic doesn’t bother real lunatics. Everything does. If people keep getting niggardly with adjective use, pretty soon we will be unable to communicate and all speak in code. Are you OK with that? I”M NOT!! I HATE IT!! You venom spewing, foam at the mouth, crazy person.

    Your Pal,
    Walt

  4. MADwoMAN

    Ah the 1960′s….
    1. cheating husbands or closeted gays as your partner
    2. 5 or 6 kids were the norm with stretchers in the hall in maternity wards
    3. cyclopropane the drug of choice for birthing anesthesia
    4. no epidurals yet
    5. cigarette smoke to choke on
    6. milk 25 cents a gallon delivered to the door and a milkman to play with while the husband was on the train to NYC
    7. long car ride vacations with screaming kids as planes were too expensive
    8. true class divide in town so workers lived in the cottages near town
    9. rich folk only lived backcuntry
    10.no gasoline leafblowers and you had to push the mower
    11. I miss all of it, and the new town today should be called ripoffville – I moved to San Fran.

  5. Libertarian Advocate

    Totally Off Topic, but I thought this might work well under this posts title. It all happened in nearby Bethel, not in the Ozarks:

    BETHEL, Conn. (AP) — A 46-year-old Connecticut man and his 23-year-old daughter have been arrested on incest allegations after police say DNA tests proved they were the parents of a child.

    An arrest warrant affidavit obtained by The News-Times of Danbury says George Sayers and Tiffany Hartford of Bethel were charged Monday with third-degree sexual assault in an investigation that began with a complaint by Hartford’s former girlfriend.

    Police say Hartford’s former girlfriend was upset that Sayers didn’t get her permission before selling photos and videos of her and Hartford having sex. Sayers and Hartford were also charged with obscenity and conspiracy.

    Authorities say DNA tests showed they were father and daughter and the parents of a child.

    Sayers and Hartford are being held on bail. It’s not clear if they have lawyers.

  6. AJ

    I attended GHS in the first half of the 60s, and I recall no trailers being parked out front, nobody having to eat lunch outside because of crowding. Each class, sophomore, junior, and senior, was in the 400 -450 students range; and while there may have been no extra space, the school was not noticeably overcrowded, or even crowded, for that matter. I was able to get a space in the school parking lot my senior year without any problem, and anyone who wanted, would have found plenty of empty parking spaces on Dayton Avenue, right across the street from the high school as I did in my junior year when no spaces in the school lot were available that fall, my first year of driving to school — sophomore year was by train, an easy commute and a great place to smoke cigarettes.

    And yes, I remember them pumping the sewage into the creek: some nights were noticeably, shall we say, aromatic. Though I must admit, as I’m sure it is for anyone who grew up on the cove or the creek, low tide does smell like home.

    • By at least 1968, AJ, there were trailers in front and I attended classes in them in 1969. My parking problem was solved, I just remembered, when I won some sort of lottery that year that allowed me to park my VW microbus in the courtyard.
      But the creek still stinks on a very hot day.
      UPDATE: and by 1970, when we moved out and across town to the new building, there were over 3,000 of us – 1,000 in each of the then-three classes.

  7. the original other high school

    Real old timer will recall the other old high school across from the central fire house. later a municipal bldg when town hall was bruce town hall on the ave. it later housed the town nurse and later became senior housing today.

    http://www.cambridgephoto.com/Town-View/Town-View.php?ID=NYGW0004

  8. wrong

    prior photo of nynot ct sorry, old timers are foggy memory and worong most the time

  9. AJ

    Forget about hot days: it was those warm, foggy, summer nights, wafting vapors through the still night air, those nights when you can hear the fog horns on the buoys, that’s vintage Ole’s Creek.

  10. slippery sam

    ……..it was those warm, foggy, summer nights, wafting vapors through the still night air

    those wafting vapors were from hippy pot smoke drifting down from binney park