God and yam at Yale

I’m glad that William F. Buckley was not around to hear about this.

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Don’t let Hollywood wreck your West Marin weekend (Jerry Hannan at Rancho Nicasio)

Don't let Batman screw your girlfriend -- sage advice from West Marin legend Jerry Hannan, spring, 2014

Don’t let Batman screw your girlfriend — sage advice from West Marin legend Jerry Hannan, spring, 2014

Sixty-nine miles to West Marin to see NorCal legend Jerry Hannan paid off for us thanks to the music, the food, the weather, a judicious serving of Sierra Nevada and our lucky stars.

It was my first visit to Rancho Nicasio, a legendary little club owned by Bob Brown. We got there three hours early and made a side-trip to Point Reyes, then got back just in time to sweat through (literally and figuratively) the first half of the first set of the sold-out show; I guess that is success to have 52 fans in a room that only holds 50. Eventually we got two good seats at the bar, the beer hit home and we chased it with some calamari then split an order of meat loaf. During the break Jerry and I got re-acquainted, and I introduced him to Terry. A slightly drunk lady interrupted our little pow-wow to give JH a big hug.

“I’m Irish” she said.

“You feel Irish” he replied.

“I’ll take his word on that”, I chimed in.

A highlight of the show was “Society” which is Jerry’s top-seller, although more people probably thing Eddie Vedder wrote it. I sampled about a dozen of the covers and versions available here on the magic information box.

Jerry balances some rather wickedly raunchy songs with some poignant and socially-conscious stuff. We bought his new cd which he signed something about “Ranch O’Nicasio”.  I thought I spotted Bonnie Raitt sitting on a couch in the back of the bar, for a few songs, but it may have been a mirage. For a while there, around 2000, there was always a sideshow at Jerry Hannan gigs of a clique of celebrities that either really liked his music or were rehearsing a scene from “The Late Henry Moss”.

 

Here’s to ya, Jer. Keep calm and Jerry hann-on.

edita: Terry’s camera-phone blows mine away:

Mark Weiss, Terry Acebo Davis, Jerry Hannan, Rancho Nicasio, April, 2014 (Jerry joked that we were making a deal)

Mark Weiss, Terry Acebo Davis, Jerry Hannan, Rancho Nicasio, April, 2014 (Jerry joked that we were making a deal)

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Swift Swede at Dartmouth

My little set of jokes about Mindy Kaling and the potentially raunchy meaning of “wah-hoo-wah” also had me thinking about a conjoined set of threads of Dartmouth stories regarding the history of track and field, Harry Hillman, Don Burnham, Gunder Hagg and the word “fartlek” which means “speed play”.

What I recall from my research a few years ago on Hillman, the three-time Olympic Gold medalist in sprints and hurdles, who also coached the Big Green tracksters for almost 40 years, was that Burnham had mentioned, and perhaps included in our written correspondence, the fact that Gunder Hagg had trained or at least rested in Hanover before his big 1943 U.S. tour.

HAGG

Here corroborating that is the contents of a brief article the search-injuns offer up, from The Telegraph, June 9, 1943:

Gunder Haegg, Swift Swede, at Dartmouth

Hanover (AP) — After sniffling the cool, clear air and gazing at the surrounded wooded hills, Gunder Hagg, the sensational Swedish runner who has seven world records to his credit, today compared his Dartmouth training quarters favorably with his homeland.    This reminds me of the country around Jamtland, my northern Sweden birthplace ,” Hagg said through Sig Steinwall, his interpreter and masseur, when he arrived here from New York. “I’m sure I will like it here. It’s so cool and quiet.”  

Steinwall, a former Dartmouth ski coach, added that Hagg desired rest and solitude more than anything else for he explained his internationally famous charge has not had time to become acclimated after his 27-day tanker trip from Sweden to New Orleans. 

(note: they have “Haegg” for “Hagg” but I have corrected it)

I added a little more on this topic in the previous post, which is also a “reblog” from a Swedish-language post called “badger”.  His post is mostly a discussion of a particular source, a book in Swedish about Hagg’s famous 1943 tour, which included races in New York, Chicago, Los Angeles and San Francisco.

Here is Hagg’s obituary in The New York Times, 2004.

Burnham also passed away. He died in summer of 2008, at age 85, in Bethesda, Maryland.

As of 2009, Hillman’s gold medals were in a vitrine outside the door of the Dartmouth track coach. For a number of years, but not during my tenure there, they were in the lobby of Alumni Gym, donated by Hillman’s daughter.

I also had several conversations over those years about the  fact that Hillman and Lawson Robertson, a Penn coach, still hold the world record for running 100-yards in a three-legged race, in 11.0 eleven seconds flat, which is probably quicker than I could go today solo. This month will most very damn likely mark the one -hundred -and -fifth anniversary of that achievement of April 25, 1909. Archived thusly.

I had a brief conversation on this topic and the question of whether today’s runners could break that record with the director of the Penn Relays, but I am not sure if he was merely pulling my leg.

edit to add: I found another version of the same AP story that continues:

As soon as Steinwall had Haegg settled in the Dartmouth football coaches’ quarters in the Davis field house, the former took him downstairs to view the lightning fast sixth-of-a-mile board track on which Glenn Cunningham ran his 4:04.4 mile, the fastest in history. Haegg’s accepted record for that distance outdoors is 4:04.6. Those historic boards, however, held Haegg’s attention for only a short time. He tested it with a foot in cautious fashion and then suggested to Steinwall that they don track attire and go for a jaunt in the woods. Steinwall, who knows all of the ski trails hereabouts, led Haegg over a two-mile course along the Connecticut river.”Gunder will start his training tomorrow,” Steinwall said. “We plan to have morning and afternoon workouts and all of them will be in the woods, for that is where he did most of his training at home. What he wants most is quiet and plenty of sleep. He thinks conditions here will be ideal,” When it was first suggested to the Haegg party that it come to Dartmouth, it was with the idea that he train with Don Burnham, the Indians’ intercollegiate mile champion. That now appears unlikely for Burnham, although he is a competent cross-country runner, wants to sharpen himself for his coming races on the cinder track. Meanwhile Harry Hillman, Dartmouth’s veteran track coach and Haecrg’s official host, was devoting himself to setting up a training table for the Swedish star. Hillman’s first move was to seek a chef who could provide Haegg’s favorite dishes to preside over the Rood club, where Dartmouth football teams are fed.

(Note: Burnham later told me his personal best in the mile was about 4:10, or about four seconds off world class). 

Edita: found this from March, 1945, two years later, or a second trip by Under-Gunder to the U.S.:

Rafferty Again Defeats Haegg Swedish Star Fifth In Columbian Mile NEW YORK (TP). Little Jimmy Rafferty of the New York A.C. did it for the sixth straight time last night and scored his second triumph over Sweden’s famed Gunder Haegg when he won the Columbian mile at the K. of C. games in Madison Square Garden before 14,616 fans. Rafferty won by eight yards over Rudy Simms of N.Y.U. with Haegg fifth again behind the four men who beat him last weekwhen he stepped on the board track Just two days off a boat after a 23-day voyage from England. The hard-runnine little Irishman was clocked in the slow time of 4:16.3. But the time was no indication of what a close race it really was. Rafferty had run last in the sixman field most of the way and came up from third on the bell lap with a rousing sprint that had the season’s largest indoor track crowd right out of their seats. Forest Efaw of Bainbridge, Md., Navy, former Oklahoma Aggie star, placed third, and Don Burnham of Dartmouth came fourth, well ahead of Haegg, clocked in 4:19.1. J. F. Conley of Dartmouth captured the high jump at 6 feet, 4 Inches. Cpl. Barney Ewell, former Penn State champion, strolled the 60yard dash all alone in 6.3 seconds. Ewell went down the lanes by himself as result of four disqualifications. Haakon Lidman, the Swedish hurdler who came to the United States with Haegg, was beaten a yard in the 60-yard high hurdles after winning his qualifying heat In 7.5 seconds

And from the Harvard Crimson archives, July 27, 1943:

HAEGG BREAKS U.S. MILE RECORD HERE

GUNDER HAEGG passes BOBBY KNOWLES as BILL HULSE matches strides with the galloping fireman at the end of the first lap. Trailing behind are Gil Dodds and Don Burnham.

Dodds came up from his position here to finish eight yards behind Haegg and run the fastest mile over run by an American, 4:06.5. Hulse feel back to third in the final reckoning, but he stayed at Haegg’s shoulder until the final turn. The NYU 800 meter champion turned in the third fastest mile run by an American as he wearily tailed Dodda by four yards.

In one of the companion events Eusign John M. MacFarland of the Navy Supply Corps School here won the service men’s 880 yard obstacle race. Carrying a 60 pound pack and full battle regalia, MacFarland outdistanced his nearest opponents by 20 yards.

The crowd of 14,000 included a large number of V-12 men, who sat all together in a special section–with the WACS.

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UNDER-GUNDER I AMERIKA – Henry Eidmark

I am checking my notes from Don Burnham, who said he trained with Gunder Hagg in 1943, before the New York races. Burnham came to New Hampshire because it was said to resemble the Swedish climate, and due to the influence of coach Harry Hillman. I was also researching whether this is the beginning of “fartlek” speed-play, in the U.S. Hillman is quoted in the text. Burnham went on to win the 1943 NCAA but missed the Olympics due to the war. The Hillman quote approximates thusly: “Will Hägg in the form in this way, then I understand not give a hoot on sports training. On the way, I’ve been at it for almost 50 years with the matter. ” Not giving a “hoot” sounds like fartlek to me, eh? There’s also an English language book about Hagg’s U.S. tour, including a copy at Dartmouth,

Gunder Hägg in U.S.A., summer 1943. A record of his tour, by Gerhard Rooth.

some footage, and mention in Stars and Stripes. A clip from the Milwaukee newspaper says that Burnham won one of the races in the tour, or maybe the collegiate version of such. (And would you believe that I got to this because of my jokes about Dartmouth alumna Mindy Kaling and the potentially raunchy meaning of “wah–hoo-wah”? But I also have Harry Hillman’s scrap book from 1899-1910 or so, which includes a clipping from Glenn Cunningham at Dartmouth in 1939 running a world-record indoor 4:04.04, which prompted my contacting Burnham and one other athlete from that era, plus a brief note from Everett Koop, M.D.)

The Milwaukee clip, a sort of year in review, says that the first race was June 20 at New York’s Triborough stadium and that there were other races in Chicago, Los Angeles and San Francisco.

“Under-Gunder” is a Swedish version of the American/English “Gunder the Wonder” — under is a pun meaning both “with” (but not “below” in our sense”) and “marvel”. I would guess that my Webster’s Ninth will link the etymology of “wonder” to “under”.

“Badgear” as I see it, is a wordpress blog by a Swedish man, his training log, as he is trying to lose weight. He occasionally researches and writes about Gunder Hagg, which is why the search-injuns suggested we meet. My into above shows up on his blog as “comments” although he could disable it.

Burnham died a few years ago, but I saved his letters, and my notes. I’ve had Hillman’s Olympic scrapbook since 2002.

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Henry EidmarkUNDER-GUNDER I AMERIKA, Häggturnéns ocensurerade loggbok. Åhlén och Åkerlunds Förlag 1943. A4 format. Kartonnage 4:50 kr + oms. 63 sidor. Bildredaktör C.A. Nycop.

Dethär är en reportagebok om Gunder Häggs turné i USA sommaren 1943, mitt under andra världskriget. Hägg skulle som svensk representant åka runt och göra reklam och få goodwill för Sverige på de amerikanska löparbanorna, kanske hade man tänkt sig att han skulle göra samma succé som den finske storlöparen Paavo Nurmi gjort ett tjugotal år tidigare. Nettot av intäkterna skulle gå till The Army Air Force Aid Society.

Trots en  del svårigheter så kom Gunder Hägg iväg till USA, men det blev med det svenska lastfartyget M/T Saturnus genom Eidmarks försorg. Nu blev Hägg försenad,  istället för att flyga över atlanten så fick han tillbringa över 3 veckor på en lastbåt, vilket också gjorde träningen svårare. Förseningen gjorde också att…

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The Ace of Blogs meets Wayne

Wayne, at breakfast, spring, 2014, Palo Alto

Wayne, at breakfast, spring, 2014, Palo Alto

Wayne asked this morning at breakfast for us to explain what a “blog” is. A minute earlier I asked Scott, his neighbor, to explain for me what “IOS” means. Scott had saved about twenty percent on his breakfast at the leading fast food restaurant and cafe by using its cellphone app.

I mentioned that I had posted about 580 article on my WordPress blog since fall of 2010 and have about 30,000 38,000 total readers, although I joked that most of those people found their way here while looking for something else. WordPress has about 60 million blogs, so that works out to about 10 readers each, on average.*

The second picture here includes the logo of the famous fast food restaurant. I don’t know if they should charge us to use their logo, pay us for including it, or send us a desist letter. In an earlier post about the Alameda-based artist Owen Smith, I noticed that someone — presumably WordPress — had electronically scrambled and blurred the New Yorker logo in that photo — I had posed Owen with the magazine cover he had created.

we deserve a break today

we deserve a break today

The third picture here is from Scott’s hideout — I am trying to finish this post before he finishes making us some good coffee on his new machine. He beat me by about two minutes, maybe because I stopped to play with his dog, Ace.

Ace at his hideout

Ace at his hideout

On the way to breakfast, but not on the way back, we listened to Beck, “Guero” — not sure what it has to do with Wayne although I wanted to paste this in to my previous post about ceramicist Ehren Tool based on the noise concrete of a voice at about 2:18 saying “I am going to LA to take a ceramics class”.  Outro:

edit to add, one sip of hot delicious homemade coffee later: I forgot to mention that Wayne has a PhD in physics and is a Silicon Valley homeowner, husband and father, with two college-age boys so is hardly “out of it” when it comes to the currents and tidings here. This actually took me closer to 20 minutes than 10.  I am perfectly willing to amend or retract of addend as or ace needled (“space needled?”– the internet seems to select for and encourage bizarre leaps of logic and association — In Mike Judge’s new HBO show “Silicon Valley”, according to The New Yorker, a character asks for his device to play John Lennon “Imagine” and the machine says “Cueing John Wayne in a wagon…Not found”

i actually thought i saw mike judge in palo alto yesterday, homer and middlefield

i actually thought i saw mike judge in palo alto yesterday, homer and middlefield

). * and for what it’s worth, after 8 hours on the internet, this classic of its genre has 0 readers, none, zilch, zero. Not even its two subjects, who were sent the link via email.

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RETURN LETTER: Dear Liam G. Moore

Dear Liam G. Moore:

Your FLAT STANLEY came all the way to my city, Palo Alto, California.

While he was here, these are some of the exciting things he saw and did:

We met, in real life, over the internet, or in our imaginations, interesting and friendly people like, Mayor of Palo Alto Nancy Shepherd, poet Lawrence Ferlinghetti and his dog, basketball player Rick Barry (we celebrated his 70th birthday on 3/28/14), musician Illinois Jacquet; musicians FLAT STANLEY Jordan, Christopher Tin and Sandra Bae.

Liam and Flat Stanley The distance between Springfield, Illinois and my city is approximately 1,500 miles.

If FLAT STANLEY should come back to visit, he should wear a Jacquet, because the climate here is a little rainy.

Some interesting other facts about my city include: Palo Alto is named after a tall tree — “alto” means tall. In 1769, a man from Spain, Portola, discovered it. Actually, there were native people here already, the Ohlone. About thirty years ago, another tribe, called “Computer Nerds” started arriving, and call this place “Silicon Valley.” Come visit! Love, Mark Weiss

edit to add, a month later, a post-script:

Thanks to our Mayor, Nancy Shepherd, for welcoming Flat Stanley here.
Mark Weiss
From: Brian Moore <bmoore2xxxxxxx>

To: earwopa@yahoo.com 
Sent: Tuesday, April 29, 2014 9:16 AM
Subject: Flat Stanley comes home


The project by Liam and you impressed the first grade class sufficiently 
that they made a poster of it. Thank again, man.
See attached.

B

It’s good to know my curatorial skill and art direction pass muster in a first grade class.
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I owe Imin Yeh 50 cents

The sign says Hello If you take a picture please pay 50 cents, so I owe her or them 50 cents, right? (from In the Make)

The sign says Hello If you take a picture please pay 50 cents, so I owe her or them 50 cents, right? (from In the Make)

 

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Veterans’ art in Palo Alto

See also “Full Plastic Jacket” my interview with Ehren Tool, June, 2014, with photos.

The Palo Alto Art Center is hosting a show on veterans’ art, featuring the ceramicist Ehren Tool. Here is their description of his work, although the residency is more interactive and requires a little more describing.

Ehren Tool creates visually compelling ceramic objects that address the experience of war. He is best known for his cups, which are wheel-thrown and feature decal-produced and embossed images and symbols of war, violence, and the veteran experience. Notably, Tool has given away most of these cups, offering more than 14,000 of them to members of various communities since 2001. His primary intention with his artwork is to promote awareness: “I decorate cups with images of war and violence. The use of these icons reveals how abstract war is for most of our culture—so abstract in fact, that somehow it’s OK to use images of war as toys.” Tool has exhibited his vessels at institutions such as the Oakland Museum of California, the Craft and Folk Art Museum in Los Angeles, the Berkeley Art Center, the Bellevue Arts Museum, the Euphrat Museum of Art in Cupertino, and the de Saisset Museum at Santa Clara University. He received his MFA from the University of California, Berkeley and his BFA from the University of Southern California.

This seems to be an indicative work by Tool:

Ehren Tool

Ehren Tool

Terry and I bought three of Ehren Tool’s mugs at the Veterans View 3 show at Bridgehead Studio Gallery on Blanding in Alameda, in 2012. Now that I think about it, the curator said that the mugs were indeed free, but it was appropriate to make a small cash donation in the exchange, which we gladly obliged.

A mystery I brought home from that show was about not Ehren Tool but Jim Hardy and his wood carving of a soldier from Palo Alto. I shot this photo of the work — the soldier wrote his hometown on his helmet. Hardy had said that he remembered the man as being from California but it was not until he created the carving years later from photographs that he noticed the telling graffito.

Hardy says that he recalled the man being from Cali but not Palo Alto until years later, looking at the photo and noticing the helmet graffito

Hardy says that he recalled the man being from Cali but not Palo Alto until years later, looking at the photo and noticing the helmet graffito

So who was this Palo Altan who served in Vietnam? Did he make it home okay?

Thank you all 3 of you — Tool, Hardy and The Unknown Palo Alto Soldier — for your service for our country.

edit to add: this is what I wrote at the time, in a post that was a subtle Les Blank tribute: Burdens of DREAMs: dude reads everything and more:

Bridgehead Gallery “Veterans Voices3″ with Ed Holmes, Xavier Viramontes, Thomas Dang and more, chapbook by Eric “Doc” Schwartz, “Chieu Hoi: I surrender”, Izzy Sher aka Emil Sher… “Christmas Calabash” upcoming show at Bridgehead curated by Eve Myasaki, which reminds that when we were driving around Alameda looking for Bridgehead and then circled back to re-read the flyer I heard “tire and mirror” (and Bridgestone) rather than “tile and mirror” (for Bridgehead); Mark P. Fisher, at RCW thru Jan. 4, 2013 — and that’s the first time I typed the next year lucky 13.

We (had seen) on Park saw a poster for an art gallery called Bridgestone on Blanding and eventually found our way there, thanks to gallery manager the photographer Chuck DiGuida, who reeled us in by phone. The show there was curated by Ed Holms, who I saw in SF Mime Troupe’s 2011 show at Mitchell Park in Palo Alto. His wife runs the nearby Rhythmix Cultural Mix Gallery…The other thing about Bridgehead is the amazing mural by Isiah Zagar and a crew of local 510 devotees; I didn’t realize until sussing via the search-injuns that of course this is the guy from Philadelphia who did the Painted Bride. 

Here is a picture of what the interactive Palo Alto work by Ehren Tool might end up looking like — my dad is a World War II Navy vet — I wonder if I can coax him into being part of this show. The residency starts in June and the show will be July thru September:

ehrenpalo alto

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Detailed story by Bonnie Powell at UC Berkeley news sites — Tool, after serving in Desert Storm, got an MFA from Berkeley.

Leah Ollman, in the LA Times, last summer, says that Tool has produced more than 14,000 of his mugs.

Great interview and beautiful photos at In The Make website of artist studio visits by Klea McKenna and Nikki Grattan.

How will you know when you have arrived?
When they put my corpse in the furnace.

edit to add: our little Tool gallery:

Ehran tool mug

Tool's mark

Tool’s mark

 

from swords to ploughshares to ceramic toothbrush holder

from swords to ploughshares to ceramic toothbrush holder

 

My father Paul Weiss served on an LCI FF boat, landing craft infantry flag flotilla, and has survived 68 years, 7 months and counting after the Japanese surrender. Maybe Ehren can incorporate this recent photo into one of the mugs:

Palo Alto-based WWII Navy veteran Paul Weiss

Palo Alto-based WWII Navy veteran Paul Weiss

edit to add two weeks later: had a nice chat with Ed Holmes who has a lead on how to reach Hardy but also suggested I call Tool, both to express my enthusiasm for his show and gauge his reaction to my idea of using the opportunity to work on this related idea. Also I found this article by George Packer in April 7, New Yorker on books by soldiers. I’ll never get to reading the article, likely, but I noted this lift from Hemingway, “A Farewell To Arms”:

I had seen nothing sacred, and the things that were glorious had no glory and the sacrifices were like the stockyards at Chicago if nothing was done with the meat except to bury it. There were many words that you could not stand to hear and finally only the names of places had dignity.

edit to add, a day after that: Karen Kienzle pointed out an interesting article about Ehren Tool in The Believer, from which I have lifted this excerpt, something typical of Ehren’s outreach, getting the word out about his work:

September 11,2003

 

Dear Mr. Riley Bechtel

 

I served in the Marines for five years.

One day the marines will look back on what they did, and the value of their sacrifice. If your organization and other American corporations fail to help the Iraqi people in real ways, I am afraid it will be more difficult for the Marines to see the sacrifices they made as being of value. Please accept this cup I made as a gift. It is food safe. Sincerely W.A. Ehren Tool.

(This link provides a brief excerpt but maybe you can order a back issue or find it somewhere, or ask Karen Kienzle if you see her).

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Wah-hoo-wah to Mindy and her wah-hoo-wah

Mindy Kaling was on Charlie Rose, talking about upcoming "The Mindy Project" episodes

Mindy Kaling was on Charlie Rose, talking about upcoming “The Mindy Project” episodes

The inside joke about the Sploderzz execs and one of the docs all being Dartmouth grads is that Mindy Kaling herself is an alumna. Nobody from Dartmouth would, as the characters do, refer to each other as “fellow D-bags”, however. I was there twenty years before Mindy, when we still used the full term “douche-bag”, to describe as you can imagine, an undesirable. The thing about “wah-hoo-wah” was accurate — she deliberately botches the pitch of it — although fittingly, the term is considered uncouth in some groups because it allegedly refers, in Native American languages, to a vulgar reference to “vagina”.
Hearty wah-hoo-wah to Mindy and her “purrr-oject”.
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I posted the above on a pretty well-traveled site about television. TV Line by Kimberly Roots. I was seeing, via the search-injuns, if anyone else with a type-pad caught the weird Dartmouthisms on the Tuesday, April 1, 2014 episode of “The Mindy Project”, starring Dartmouth alumna Mindy Kaling.

In my day people might refer to someone as a douche-bag, but probably not to his face. I remember hearing a story about a guy on the ski team, Miles DeChamp ’87 going to a ski-team party Halloween wearing a large green garbage bag and then telling everyone including his coach (John Morton?) that he was dressed as that coach (Morty), who he was calling a “douche-bag”. But he could rock that because Miles was a total stud (all-league in soccer, NCAA champ in downhill skiing, giant slalom, tall, handsome, and from Sweden, perhaps royal blood ) and Morton, if that was the target, was not a douche-bag, was a war hero and a great coach.

I could fathom that the nature of language and slang is that “douche-bag” could evolve to “d-bag” but I doubt it would lose its edge and become benign, like Mindy’s characters calling each other “fellow D-bags”. I doubt Dartmouth alumni call each other “d-bags”. But it’s funny for her show, I guess, to pretend that we do. (It’s more like the ski champ calling his coach a “douche” in that she doesn’t really mean it).

I also liked the three Dartmouth characters doing some little “wah-hoo-wah” cheer, hands-in like during a basketball time-out. I’ve never done that. I still use the term as a compliment, as in “hearty wah-hoo-wah to Mindy for her show”.

I presume that a lot of people don’t use the term at all for various reasons. (And I do not use the term Indians to describe the Dartmouth Big Green teams or athletes; I actually once went to Michael Dorris’s office hours to discuss whether Dartmouth Mohegans would be any better, and wrote a column in the D about that; but I still sometimes use “wah-hoo-wah”).

Somewhere I read that among its other problems that in some languages “wah-hoo-wah” is slang for “vagina”, in the way that some people say the same about the word “squaw”, but I cannot find, even in the infinite internet, the reference.

I am tempted (and this is real insider stuff) to write and star in a one-act play called “Mindy and Brenda” about how Mindy Kaling’s success is actually due to a deus ex machina event wherein the script for “The Mindy Project” falls from heaven, along with something called “Matt and Ben”, and that is how she has gotten this far. (I saw “Matt and Ben” off-Broadway and met she and her producing partners — Brenda Withers and Jason Hsaio,  at the time, 2003 — it was pretty ingenious and hilarious).

Chop Keenan, the Palo Alto real estate tycoon and presumed overlord of the presumed political machine –and self-proclaimed “Parking Czar” — here, sent his son to Dartmouth. The one time I was introduced to him, briefly, at City Hall, by Nancy Shepherd, I was wearing a Dartmouth wind-breaker and he said “Dartmouth, huh? What’s your favorite tribe of Indians?” and supplicant that I am I says “the Wah-hoo-wahs” which is a perfect example of the idea that politics is like tacos and you should never look too closely at how they’re made, speaking of wah-hoo-wahs. Chop’s business partner also went to Dartmouth, and if they ever sell me the Varsity Theatre (me and my thousands of hypothetical partners), I will try to book the opening night with an all-Green talent lineup. Not necessarily Mindy Kaling, Aisha Tyler and Rachel Dratch doing stand-up, but maybe Ramona Falls, careful, Warm Weather and Tweed Funk, with Austin Willacy.

Getting back to one more point about Mindy (by the way, what is her real name?), I got a kick out of something she presumably put into “The Office” about making fun of Cornell and name-dropping the former Paly football star Nathan Ford, who went on to Ivy greatness in Ithaca. I’ve said somewhere: I must be the only person on the planet who saw Nathan Ford throw behind the runner and “Matt and Ben” off-Broadway — Ford basically blew the CCS championship baseball game Wilcox v. Paly, 2-0 I think, because he tried to pick off a runner and made a throwing error. He was a catcher and threw the ball into center field, behind the runner instead of waiting for a potential steal of third, which would be ahead of the runner.

A little more sussing, and it filters up that the matter of the “wah-hoo-wah” is more meaty and more serious than the “d-bag” gag — even on April Fools Day. Here is the lyric from the famous song-poem from Richard Hovey, class of 1885:

Oh, the big chief that met him was the Sachem of the Wah-hoo-wahs.

If he was not a big chief, there was never one you saw who was.

He had tobacco by the cord; ten squaws and more to come;

But he never yet had tasted of New England rum!

My friends in fraternities — about two-thirds of the men in my day — would probably have had to memorize this. I think the words were printed among other songs and chants in the back of the Freshman Book — our version of a Face Book, or a The Face Book . The song is “Eleazer Wheelock” and is about his famous 500 gallon jug of rum. And the subject of a famous mural that is now concealed.

If Mindy was that much hipper she would be heard, with Bill Hader, shouting “fill the bowl, fill the bowl”.*

Play within play: Mindy Kaling (r) directing Bill Heder (dressed as a bear) in "the Mindy Project"

Play within play: Mindy Kaling (r) directing Bill Hader (dressed as a bear) in “the Mindy Project”

 

edit to add or *, making an asterisk of myself: “fill the bowl” would be too  hip by half in that few recognize it as a lyric from the same Wheelock-500 gallon jug of rum song. It is similar to Hovey’s more famous lyric, the Hanover Winter Song, “fill the pipe, pass the bowl” (from which one of Dartmouth’s senior societies, Fire and Skoal, get’s its name) — I am making a Chokalingamian type of faux-Dartmouth joke.  Or as Rosanna Rosannadanna might say: never mind. Ok, I’m a d-bag.

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Wangechi Mutu visual artist

This looks interesting. There are several other longer videos in the cloud, plus a review by Holland Cotter of the Times (getting my 50 cents a day worth).

I found this because Anne Makepeace did a short film on her. I saw Makepeace present her film about Massachusetts Native Americans and their language, at Stanford. I was also peeking into a Dartmouth professor who graduated from Smith and is from Plymouth, MA area and is part of that tribal group (two Federally recognized and maybe three more State-recognized, although I am forgetting the difference). The Dartmouth professor is writing a book about Indians in Faulkner. I got to that because I had a weak Faulkner reference “oley, grandfather”, in a story about jazz.

Tashtego in “Moby Dick” is apparently also of that tribal group. Wampanoag. Mutu is from Kenya — no connection there.

I thought about asking Makepeace about The Pueblo Girls.

Anyways wanted to bookmark or postmark Mutu.

edita: The Times article lead me to this:

 

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