Richard Roeper’s “2016: Obama’s America”

Crtiquing “2016: Obama’s America” Richard Roeper makes no mention of or reference to Frank Marshall, young Barack’s communist mentor, chosen for him by his communist-sympathetic grandfather, a drinking buddy of Marshall, according to the movie.

Nor of Barack’s general red-diaper-baby upbringing, his mother being thoroughly devoted to leftist causes, including anti-American anti-colonialism.

Indeed, according to the film, his mother sent him away as a boy to Hawaii to be raised by her thoroughly leftist parents, to make him free of the influence of her then-husband, the Indonesian Soetoro, who was working for American oil companies and rejected the anti-Western mindset.

Roeper missed all this, focusing on production amateurisms and failing to dispute them if he disagreed.  He really missed the film’s main points, to judge from his review.

Why loans are so hard to get

Small-business people can’t get the loans they need, reports Sun-Times.

While credit has loosened since the height of the financial crisis, the dollar volume of loans and numbers of loans made by large banks to small businesses still remains well below the levels seen prior to the recession locally and nationally.

Well what I don’t know about bank lending would . . .  (you know the rest) and I hate to go out on a limb. . .

But low, low interest rates decreed by the nation’s fiscal authorities might have something to do with it.  Maybe? 

Emanuel attacks criminals? Sorry, no.

Had to read hard copy head for this Sun-Times story twice: “Emanuel leads attacks on criminals”  — SORRY — on Romney.
Same head,continued: “Dems concede excitement level lower than” — SORRY — unlike 2008.
 
It’s not lower.  It’s different.  Like level 2 for men’s shoes, level 3 for ladies’ undergarments.  It’s all in how you say things, not in whatever the hell you are saying.

And let us pass over in silence another Sun-Times hard-copy head, about what Obama plans for the convention this week: “MESSGAGE: LOOK WHAT I’VE DONE.”

It shows how hard it is to get good help these days.

Labor Day preacher, watch out!

Beware the Labor Day sermon with preacher reference to third rail of Chicago teachers union vs. city of same name and its impasse including strike threat, “I know it’s a complicated issue, but . . . “ 

Now stop right there, Father.  The word you want is not the coordinating conjunction “but,” meaning complicated or not, I’m going to talk about it, but the adverbial conjunction “so,” as in “. . . so I’m not going to say anything except love your neighbor, do good to those who hate you, pray for those who persecute and calumniate you . . .”

Demographic here, reporting on Paraddidle Joe

Mature demographic!  That’s me!  As in Chi Trib hard-copy caption (for Hartford Courant article by Kevin Hunt):

. . . over-size, amped-up, large-print Clarity Pal cellphone [featuring] old-school style and substance.”

That’s me too!

Oh yes, the days of early clock radio, 1946 with three brothers home from wars and waking of a morning to “Paradiddle Joe . . . beats out the rhythm in a rudimental way . . . Paradiddle Joe all the day,”  about an indefatigable drummer.  Wake to that sound, you’re ready for anything.

Tony Pastor and orchestra, Johnny Morris on drums.  Yeah!