Too many mornings we wake with new Trump tweets. Some extremely dangerous. Especially those where he threatens another nation with war.
This morning finds Trump in a Tweet pissing match with Iran. Not sure who stated this one. Iran says if the U.S. missteps, it will be me met with the “mother of all wars.”
Trump’s promises “…..dire consequences…..the likes of which few throughout history have ever suffered before. He responds, “We are no longer a country that will stand for your demented words of violence and death. Be cautious.”
Words of war.
Trump reminds me of the Four Horsemen of Apocalypse: Conquest, War, Famine, and Death. I can see them all riding through the clouds. Who is leading them? Donald Trump. Not on the lead horse. On all four.
He finally will have proved to the world (and himself) what a tough guy he is.
Any such war will leave the U.S. in shambles. Such a war will be fought on our shores also. Every day a 9/11.
The U.S. will resemble Hiroshima and Nagasaki, and Berlin following World War II. Many dead. Children maimed.
Wake up America!
Enjoyed the British Open yesterday. Italy’s Francesco Molinari won. Seven or eight in the running the last 9 holes. Tiger Woods the leader at the turn, but faltered.
Good golf played on a tough course.
Visited the Orchid Key Inn bar for the first time last night. Victor invited me. He is the sunday bartender.
What a place? A hidden wonder. Off Duval near Truman. A magnificent setting! The bar charming. Tiny. Seats only 6.
Kevin and Holly were there. I suspected they would be.
A Bruce and Kevin sat next to me. Bruce retired. His career spent with Voice of America. Kevin with the Post Office.
We chatted about Post Office problems. How Congress screwed the Post Office.
Bruce recalled seeing me 10 years ago on Channel 19. I did a TV show for 3 years that ran from Key West to Fort Lauderdale. I was shocked he even watched. Channel 19 was what might be described as a small station. I was one of two live shows. The rest old gray and white TV shows like Leave It To Beaver.
Bruce mentioned the Orchid Key Inn was listed #2 on Trip Adviser under Best Key West Hotels. And I never knew it existed!
Met Peter. For a little bar, it had some interesting customers.
Peter is a musician and has entertained at Sloppy Joe’s for 30 years. From 5:30 to 9:30. Must catch his show one evening.
People came and went. I stayed. The bar was a gold mine of interesting people.
In came David and Louise. Visiting from London. David is with NATO and Louise a kindergarten teacher.
Great conversation. Issues involving Trump, NATO, Trump’s recent visit, etc. Both thought it awful that Trump kept the 92 year old Queen waiting 12 minutes. Standing in the sun waiting for Trump to arrive.
My night was not over yet.
Went over to Blue McCaw. A late bite to eat. Ribs and a drink.
Not ready for bed and home when I left Blue McCaw. Donna and Terri live across the street. Visited with them a while.
Dueling Bartenders tonight. Terri wanted to go. Donna working. Terri my date. I pick her up at 5:30. I expect Jean, Kevin, Holly and John will be there also.
To win the Hemingway Look-a-Like contest a big deal. The honor of honors to those interested. One hundred twenty five plus compete each year. For some reason, it takes roughly 10 years of participation to be seriously considered.
This year’s winner Michael Groover. Michael is husband to celebrity chef and TV star Paula Deen. Paula the loyal wife. She has been in Key West supporting her husband those 10 years of Hemingway Day visits.
BOB back. Rested and ready to go.
BOB’s topic today Fantasy Fest.
The Key West of 39 years ago was not the Key West of today. In addition to the summer being slow, the fall was dead. Key West merchants came up with a plan they thought would attract tourists to Key West during the slow fall season.
A fantasy fest. An adult party. Flavors of a Roman holiday. A bit of debauchery.
It worked. Key West’s famous Fantasy Fest was born. Ten days of partying each year.
Wilder as the years progressed. Nudity became an issue. Drinking, also.
Women began going bare chested. Men covering their genitalia with a small strip of cloth.
The partiers did not mind. Locals neither. They participated. Except for a few. The few were one or two ministers annually. They formed the Christian Coalition. The Christian Coalition was supported by very few. City fathers were thrilled. Key West was making a ton of money during those 10 days.
BOB said, “Morality and good taste were susupended…..an abyss filled.” BOB added the opposing ministers forgot to recognize that Key West churches were filled will sinners seeking forgiveness in the weeks following Fantasy Fest.
Women’s naked breasts were painted by kiosks on the streets. Many for real costumes were oversized genitalia. Alcohol was being consumed on the streets.
The Duval Crawl took on added meaning. As BOB humorously said, “See the Lower Keys on your hands and knees. America is calling you today.”
Back in the early days, 50,000 would show up for the saturday night parade. No one knew where they all slept. When awake however, they “simply enjoyed the wicked and titillating surrender to their basic instincts.”
The squeaky wheel always gets oiled. The Christian Coalition was a squeaky wheel. Compromises were arrived at. All revealed in the next episode of BOB.
Enjoy your day!