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^^^I've never been able to figure out the opposite gender. Run Lana, run.
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Yup, that's why opening day is so great.
Apparently, the warden at Sing Sing didn't watch enough '30s prison movies or he would have known to have had the guards use mirrors to inspect the underside of incoming vehicles.
...[("What?" says Sally, perking up. "T'ey don' say nuttin' 'bout Petey's wife. Wondawhassat's allabout." "Hah!" hahs Joe. "Durocha t'MILK DRINKIN' CHAMP? Hah! I bettem Rheingold people gonna like t'at!")
Men say they don't like women to wear black stockings, despite the current fad. "Almost all men asked have turned thumbs down."
"Get in there and play, Dodgers!" exults the Eagle Editorialist. "This is your year!"...
I think Freddie married well. I also thought they lived in Brooklyn, but clearly not.
...(Well, they certainly lead the league in penmanship.)...
I'd call it a tie between Whit Wyatt and Herman Franks for best signature. Medwick is trying too hard. Honorable mention to Fred Fitzsimmons, just cause we like him.
...(So we've got a lot of balls in the air right now. What's in Oakdale's briefcase, what will those spies do to get it, what will Sibyl Dardanella do to get Oakdale, and how many times will Jo's suitcase billow money all over the floor? Plus, remember, Tootsie's still floating around out there somewhere. THIS BETTER ALL FIT TOGETHER.)...
Sadly, Tuthill seemed to have just floated Tootsie away and, then, forgot about him.
I'm just guessing, but I don't think Jo's plan had been to find the original owner of the money.
...(BARE BLACKSTON INSURANCE SWINDLE -- Governor Torches Own House To Collect -- House Demands Impeachment -- Mystery Woman En Route To Capitol -- Wife Resumes Showgirl Career)...
Good thing I kept my costume:
Lizzie, I don't think an hour is going to be enough time for your meeting with the school counselor tomorrow.
...There's a lot of hard boiled stuff in Page Four crime stories, but this Dallas thing is right out of Mickey Spillane. And this kid in the Neighbors hasn't sensed the trend -- broadcasts of ballgames on radio has created an entire new generation of female baseball fans.....
That Dallas story is chilling. That was done in a coldly calculating way.
Is there a breakdown of the attendance at Dodgers games by sex from that era?
...[Annie has many talents, and one of them is the ability to pronounce parenthesis out loud.....
But does she say "open paren, Bill Slagg, close paren" or "parenthetically, Bill Slagg"?
...I bet he's a chump at poker too.....
God yes.
Yesterday he said he owns 100 shares and now he's up a few hundred bucks, yet, somehow, he thinks he's going to make a million dollars. Hmm, he might want to think a bit harder about the math involved in this. Also, it's all irrelevant as the "dump" part of the "pump and dump" scheme is coming very soon.
..."Topping plan, eh what?"....
Wouldn't the raiders who were monitoring the airwaves for the SOS signal and who work for Kiel also intercept the signal saying that the life raft warned the merchant ship away? To wit, isn't Terry's goose cooked?
...There is a lot going on here -- note the disconnect between her facial expressions and what she's trying to convince herself of by saying it out loud. That's no accident.
Plus, she's so upset, she forgot to draw herself some background in the last panel.
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^^^I would have thought Terry's ass was grass with that sadist Junker and his picnic basket head case;
of course, scoring with Burma and Hu Shee, and kai sera sera stuff, but it's comic strip scribble and gotta go with the flow.
of course, scoring with Burma and Hu Shee, and kai sera sera stuff, but it's comic strip scribble and gotta go with the flow.
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I've seen estimates that the Brooklyn fanbase was about 1/3 female by 1941, after only two years of broadcasting the games, which is pretty impressive if accurate. Red Barber was exactly the right broadcaster for this team in this place at this time -- he was easy to listen to, and he was able to educate the listener in the finer points of the game without being condescending about it.
It's signficant that one of the Dodger sponsors from 1939 thru 1941 was always a soap company, and the sales pitches in the broadcasts were specifically geared toward women. The only surviving example of a local Barber broadcast from this period includes pitches for Ivory Soap that talk about its value in "keeping your hands soft and lovely," which is quite a bit at odds with the later beer-and-cigarettes image of baseball broadcasting -- but they knew who was listening and who was buying.
There's an excellent sociological study of the Dodgers and their relationship with Brooklyn, "Brooklyn's Dodgers" by Carl E. Prince. This book focuses mostly on the postwar era, but does touch a bit on MacPhail's focused efforts to build the female fanbase with marketing and promotions. There's a chapter devoted especially to the baseball culture of Brooklyn women, and it's quite interesting -- in a lot of ways it parallels my own experience growing up surrounded by Red Sox-mad women in my own family. They, too, first caught the bug by radio.
I learned today that our pal Freddie Fitzsimmons does a mean rhumba and conga, and I very much enjoy imagining that.
It's signficant that one of the Dodger sponsors from 1939 thru 1941 was always a soap company, and the sales pitches in the broadcasts were specifically geared toward women. The only surviving example of a local Barber broadcast from this period includes pitches for Ivory Soap that talk about its value in "keeping your hands soft and lovely," which is quite a bit at odds with the later beer-and-cigarettes image of baseball broadcasting -- but they knew who was listening and who was buying.
There's an excellent sociological study of the Dodgers and their relationship with Brooklyn, "Brooklyn's Dodgers" by Carl E. Prince. This book focuses mostly on the postwar era, but does touch a bit on MacPhail's focused efforts to build the female fanbase with marketing and promotions. There's a chapter devoted especially to the baseball culture of Brooklyn women, and it's quite interesting -- in a lot of ways it parallels my own experience growing up surrounded by Red Sox-mad women in my own family. They, too, first caught the bug by radio.
I learned today that our pal Freddie Fitzsimmons does a mean rhumba and conga, and I very much enjoy imagining that.
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The exit to Los Angeles and opprobrium O'Malley et al, sound commercial and practical reasons existed for another
locale away from Ebbets Field; whether that had to be in California can and will be debated forever, but the cultural
aspect surrounding the Dodgers itself is a sparkling gemstone with unique lustre that increases with time's passage.
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"It was a crime against a city of three million people." -- Branch Rickey, who never forgot or forgave.
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World Series a few seasons ago: Houston v LA, and the Dodger ace what's-his-face storming off the mound,
stomping inside the dugout before doing a Leo Durocher imitation by working over a Gatorade jug.
A roundhouse right cross-or-it might've been a southpawross, laid out that jug flat. No brass knuckles like Leo
but a cheap shot to Mr Coffee's cousin. Cold cocked that Gatorade sonufabitch just like Leo would've dunit.
stomping inside the dugout before doing a Leo Durocher imitation by working over a Gatorade jug.
A roundhouse right cross-or-it might've been a southpawross, laid out that jug flat. No brass knuckles like Leo
but a cheap shot to Mr Coffee's cousin. Cold cocked that Gatorade sonufabitch just like Leo would've dunit.
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Two men were arrested this morning for the kidnapping and attempted murder of the 35-year-old son of a wealthy olive-oil dealer from Astoria, and are being questioned at this hour by detectives. Twenty-five-year-old WPA worker Salvatore Criscione of 231 Hopkins Street and 30-year-old Angelo Cusuamano, a baker, of 303 Stockton Street, are accused of kidnapping Charles Giangarra of 22-62 Crescent Street, Astoria, and holding him hostage in Criscione's Brooklyn apartment for 24 hours, where he was tied to a chair and forced to write ransom notes. Criscione and Giangarra were friends, according to police, and Criscione served as best man at Giangarra's wedding and is the godfather of his son. The ransom notes, demanding $5000 and $10,000, were placed in the mailbox of Giangarra's father Calogero Giangarra, and had not yet been discovered when police arrived at that residence last night. The two kidnappers, noting cars with out of state plates passing the Hopkins Street building, became convinced that the FBI was on the case, and decided to kill Giangarra and make their escape, but the kidnapped man screamed so loudly that neighbors called the police and the kidnappers fled. Cusuamano was subsequently arrested at his home, and Cirscione was picked up at the home of relatives in New Jersey. Criscione's wife is presently hospitalized after giving birth to their second child.
The State Board of Regents will act tomorrow in the case of Dr. Louis Duke, Williamsburg physician who became a prominent witness in Assistant Attorney General John H. Amen's probe of the Brooklyn abortion racket. Mr. Amen is expected to call for a "reasonable suspension" of Dr. Duke's medical license instead of a permanent revocation in recognition of his role in the investigation. Dr. Duke admitted to performing abortions himself, and to paying protection money to racketeers who promised to "fix things" for him.
In Chicago, a prominent anti-Fascist newspaper editor was assassinated last night by gangland-style gunmen, but it suspected that the murder is tied to the victim's outspoken political activities. Forty-three-year-old John F. Arena was cut down by gunmen as he entered his car after attending a motion picture at a North Side theatre. Arena, editor of the Italian-language newspaper La Tribuna, has crusaded against the Axis, and the Mussolini government in particular, and only hours before his assassination was reported to have furnished extensive information on the existence of a Fascist militia in the Chicago area to an investigator for the Dies Committee.
Yugoslavs have dynamited the famous narrow iron gate to the Danube River on the frontier with Rumania, blocking river traffic for at least three months. The destruction of the gate is seen as a serious obstacle to Nazi shipping efforts across the region.
Fighting at close quarters, Nazi soldiers have breached the new British defense line at Larissa in eastern Greece, and have captured an important mountain pass. The report from Berlin also stated that German troops have captured "hundreds of British prisoners."
A bloodstained green parakeet sought refuge this morning in the Eagle's press room. The bird, clearly the victim of an aerial battle, arrived via an open sixth floor window, and while at first suspicious of friendly overtures, the parakeet settled down when offered a meal of cake, an apple, and a potato pancake.
(And the worst part of it was, the cereal turned out to be "All-Bran.")
(Sick and tired of all the "fat" stuff, the Fitzes have hired a press agent.)
Finals of the Brooklyn high school swing band competition will be held at the Flatbush Theatre tomorrow night, where the two finalist bands, representing James Madison High School and Manual Training High School will square off for a prize of $100. Prominent swingster Tony Pastor, whose band is playing for the regular Flatbush vaudeville bill, will act as judge.
The vaudeville policy at the Flatbush concludes for the season in early May, and will be replaced for the summer by revivals of prominent Broadway successes of recent seasons. Inaugurating the summer policy will be a production of "The Little Foxes" by Lillian Hellman, opening on May 6th. Subsequent productions will include "George Washington Slept Here," "White Cargo," "Ladies in Retirement," and other recent successes.
The Eagle Editorialists straddles the middle of the road in his endorsement of the Flatbush Chamber Of Commerce's drive to clear Erasmus Hall High School from allegations that it is "infested with Communists." "We do not believe the Rapp-Coudert Committee will ever lend itself to 'the smearing of the innocent,' nor do we believe that the Chamber of Commerce is anxious to protect the subversive," he ventures to suggest. "Both committees have their place."
(BOOM!)
(Our old blue laws were pretty reasonable -- they worked on the basis of square footage, so that big stores were closed and little neighborhood groceries, etc, could stay open. By the way, Magistrate Solomon, how's your wife?)
("Um," says Joe. "Um, whereza radio?" "Inna alley," says Sally in a calm and even tone. "Ah," says Joe. "Um, whathapp'n't'a winda?" "Radio went t'rough it," says Sally, without looking up. "Ah." says Joe. "Hey, brisket's good t'night." "Yeah," says Sally, "issat radiated kin' from Bohack's. Good protien f't' baby.")
Television owners can tune in on today's Dodger-Giant game at Ebbets Field over W2XBS, as Kirby Higbe gets his first start of the season against Harry Gumbert. Radio listeners tune in at 2:55 PM as Red Barber and Al Helfer describe the action over WOR.
(Well, live and learn, right? Next time you won't be so quick to jump on Doc's foot, will ya?)
(Blood is thicker than Federal Reserve Notes.)
("So Ted, you won't mind if we bring the whole bunch back here to stay with you for a while, would you? You'll like my boy Slim, he'll be an object lesson to you.")
(Ah. Ahhh. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH)
The State Board of Regents will act tomorrow in the case of Dr. Louis Duke, Williamsburg physician who became a prominent witness in Assistant Attorney General John H. Amen's probe of the Brooklyn abortion racket. Mr. Amen is expected to call for a "reasonable suspension" of Dr. Duke's medical license instead of a permanent revocation in recognition of his role in the investigation. Dr. Duke admitted to performing abortions himself, and to paying protection money to racketeers who promised to "fix things" for him.
In Chicago, a prominent anti-Fascist newspaper editor was assassinated last night by gangland-style gunmen, but it suspected that the murder is tied to the victim's outspoken political activities. Forty-three-year-old John F. Arena was cut down by gunmen as he entered his car after attending a motion picture at a North Side theatre. Arena, editor of the Italian-language newspaper La Tribuna, has crusaded against the Axis, and the Mussolini government in particular, and only hours before his assassination was reported to have furnished extensive information on the existence of a Fascist militia in the Chicago area to an investigator for the Dies Committee.
Yugoslavs have dynamited the famous narrow iron gate to the Danube River on the frontier with Rumania, blocking river traffic for at least three months. The destruction of the gate is seen as a serious obstacle to Nazi shipping efforts across the region.
Fighting at close quarters, Nazi soldiers have breached the new British defense line at Larissa in eastern Greece, and have captured an important mountain pass. The report from Berlin also stated that German troops have captured "hundreds of British prisoners."
A bloodstained green parakeet sought refuge this morning in the Eagle's press room. The bird, clearly the victim of an aerial battle, arrived via an open sixth floor window, and while at first suspicious of friendly overtures, the parakeet settled down when offered a meal of cake, an apple, and a potato pancake.
(And the worst part of it was, the cereal turned out to be "All-Bran.")
(Sick and tired of all the "fat" stuff, the Fitzes have hired a press agent.)
Finals of the Brooklyn high school swing band competition will be held at the Flatbush Theatre tomorrow night, where the two finalist bands, representing James Madison High School and Manual Training High School will square off for a prize of $100. Prominent swingster Tony Pastor, whose band is playing for the regular Flatbush vaudeville bill, will act as judge.
The vaudeville policy at the Flatbush concludes for the season in early May, and will be replaced for the summer by revivals of prominent Broadway successes of recent seasons. Inaugurating the summer policy will be a production of "The Little Foxes" by Lillian Hellman, opening on May 6th. Subsequent productions will include "George Washington Slept Here," "White Cargo," "Ladies in Retirement," and other recent successes.
The Eagle Editorialists straddles the middle of the road in his endorsement of the Flatbush Chamber Of Commerce's drive to clear Erasmus Hall High School from allegations that it is "infested with Communists." "We do not believe the Rapp-Coudert Committee will ever lend itself to 'the smearing of the innocent,' nor do we believe that the Chamber of Commerce is anxious to protect the subversive," he ventures to suggest. "Both committees have their place."
(BOOM!)
(Our old blue laws were pretty reasonable -- they worked on the basis of square footage, so that big stores were closed and little neighborhood groceries, etc, could stay open. By the way, Magistrate Solomon, how's your wife?)
Television owners can tune in on today's Dodger-Giant game at Ebbets Field over W2XBS, as Kirby Higbe gets his first start of the season against Harry Gumbert. Radio listeners tune in at 2:55 PM as Red Barber and Al Helfer describe the action over WOR.
(Blood is thicker than Federal Reserve Notes.)
("So Ted, you won't mind if we bring the whole bunch back here to stay with you for a while, would you? You'll like my boy Slim, he'll be an object lesson to you.")
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And in the Daily News...
There are going to be a lot of angry women outside the courthouse.
Open, meet shut.
"Ya got a great act, booby -- t'at hammerin' a nail up ya nose, I can book t'at ANYPLACE! But that billin'! 'Melvin Burkhart -- the Anatomical Wonder?' Whatt'ahellizzat? Ya sound like my accountant!"
You should have held off a bit, Pete, until your moustache gets a bit longer. Then you could TWIRL it.
"Damn," says Tracy. "I lost my brand new hat."
She probably just wants to sell you an annuity.
It's hard to take Kiel seriously when he insists on dressing like the bandleader in a Hungarian restaurant.
Gawd. Aw. Mighty.
Not as long as Andy Gump's alive you're not.
When you break something and then glue it back together you can always tell it's been broken.
Open, meet shut.
"Ya got a great act, booby -- t'at hammerin' a nail up ya nose, I can book t'at ANYPLACE! But that billin'! 'Melvin Burkhart -- the Anatomical Wonder?' Whatt'ahellizzat? Ya sound like my accountant!"
You should have held off a bit, Pete, until your moustache gets a bit longer. Then you could TWIRL it.
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These kidnappers clearly had not seen the movie "The Godfather II" as they would've known from that to never, ever kidnap the son of an olive-oil dealer. Kidding side, lovely that the kidnapped-child's father's friend, who was also the child's godfather, was one of the kidnappers.
...
(And the worst part of it was, the cereal turned out to be "All-Bran.")...
I love a good bookmaker story (shift time and circumstances a bit, and it might have been my career path), but this one was more sizzle than steak.
..
(Sick and tired of all the "fat" stuff, the Fitzes have hired a press agent.)...
I want to believe in these two. Not often, but sometimes, these stories are true.
...
(Our old blue laws were pretty reasonable -- they worked on the basis of square footage, so that big stores were closed and little neighborhood groceries, etc, could stay open. By the way, Magistrate Solomon, how's your wife?)...
Growing up in NJ in the '70s, Blue Laws were different in different counties as I remember having to drive to a more distant store to buy a pair of sneakers once. Also, as implied by the judge, you'd go to a strip mall on Sunday and two-thirds of the stores would be closed and none of it really made any sense.
And let's not kid ourselves, we know what the real religion is in Brooklyn in 1941. I believe Susan Sarandon explained it well in "Bull Durham:"
"Um," says Joe. "Um, whereza radio?" "Inna alley," says Sally in a calm and even tone. "Ah," says Joe."Um, whathapp'n't'a winda?" "Radio went t'rough it," says Sally, without looking up.
LOL
It's so freakin' cool that the games were on TV then.
...
(Blood is thicker than Federal Reserve Notes.)...
Jo should be careful as finding a suitcase full of money did not work out well for Lizabeth Scott in "Too Late for Tears" (comments on movie here: #27649). It's fun to see how all these stories just keep getting recycled.
...["Damn," says Tracy. "I lost my brand new hat."....
"Don't worry about it Dick," responds the Captain, "I know a good hat store you can go to; it's right next to a nice luggage store."
...Gawd. Aw. Mighty.....
Seriously.
...When you break something and then glue it back together you can always tell it's been broken.
Well said, Lizzie
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Sartorial issues aside that ba***rd Nazi is all bark and no bite; otherwise our hero would be dead by now.
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German troops in Greece have captured the town of Servia, northwest of Mount Olympus, and have taken a large number of prisoners, asserted the High Command today. Reports from Berlin monitored by the International News service stated that German authorities "hope to spring a new surprise on the world" in time for Chancellor Adolf Hitler's birthday next Sunday.
Meanwhile, German legions launched a new attack on western Macedonia today after smashing into the upper valley of the Haliakmon River. Latest reports to military headquarters in Athens indicate that Greek troops are bearing the brunt of the Nazi attack, and that the Greek forces have inflicted serious casualities on the invasion troops. It is also stated that Nazi mechanized forces have not penetrated the new Greek lines.
Eight million Londoners sustained the heaviest Nazi air assault of the war last night, with an estimated 100,000 incendiary bombs dropped by German planes devastating entire sections of the British capital city. Tens of thousands wandered the city this morning, homeless and mourning dead and wounded, and searching for food and shelter. German authorities stated that the raid was "reprisal" for the British raid on Berlin on April 9th, and the Nazi press warned that London and other British cities can expect further attacks "exceeding in scale anything hitherto known."
("Well, it seemed like a good idea at the time.")
A near brawl erupted at yesterday's meeting of the Board of Estimate on Mayor LaGuardia's proposed $543,721,123 city budget for 1941-42, with Rep. Irwin Steingut of Brooklyn, minority leader in the State Assembly, and City Council President Newbold Morris attacking each other over Mr. Steingut's request for an additional $3 a day in funds paid to private hospitals by the city for the care of city patients. Mr. Steingut, a Democrat, and a board member of Jewish Hospital, was joined in making the request by officials of Protestant and Catholic hospitals, but Mr. Morris, a Republican, scowled that the city could afford such an increase "if the Legislature had not frozen a lot of heels into the budget by mandatory legislation." Mr. Steingut was about to fire an angry response when Brooklyn Borough President John Cashmore erupted in defense of the assemblyman, declaring that without his work in the Legislature, the city "would have been bankrupt!" Mr. Morris then flew into a tirade denouncing Mr. Steingut and his party as "representing all the city's headaches," but was cut off by Bronx Borough President James J. Lyons who ridiculed Mr. Morris as nothing but "a junior Mayor, a Little Boy Blue who blows his horn but hasn't an original idea in his head."
Four Brooklyn radio stations that have long shared time on a single frequency will be consolidated into a single station with unlimited time on the air, under a recommendation by the Federal Communications Commission. The case of stations WARD, WLTH, WVFW, and WBBC, which currently share the 1430 kilocycle channel, has been ongoing before the Commission for several years, with each claiming to be entitled to a greater share of the time, and the Commission's recommendation that they all be dissolved into a single station will award all of the licenses for that channel to a single new company, the Unified Broadcasting Company of 554 Atlantic Avenue, a move which the Commission concludes will result in "more efficient broadcasting" for Brooklyn listeners.
("My ma saved alla my ol' clo'es," says Sally, "'cept the ones my bru'ta roont." "Ya bru'ta wore ya ol' clo'es?" wonders Joe. "In Pigtown??" Sally scowls. "How'ya t'ink t'ey got roont?")
A 22-year-old Williamsburg man was forcibly inducted into the Army at the Jamaica Induction Center in Queens yesterday, despite threats to carry a protest of his treatment to the highest levels of the Selective Service System. Irving Gold of 186 Hooper Street was picked up at his home by two Army non-commissioned officers, taken to the induction center, and sworn in, although he continued to insist that he was entitled to an exemption for dependents on the basis of his being the sole support of his wife and his parents. Upon receiving written notification to report for induction, Mr. Gold had wired his draft board that he refused to do so, pending the resolution of an appeal of his request for exemption.
(Behold the dawn of the golden age of processed snack foods. Yes, those "corn curls" are the antediluvian form of what we call today "Cheez Doodles.")
("WHAT'D I TELL YOU PEOPLE? STRATO-LIZZIE WORKS SOLO!")
Paramount writer-director Preston Sturges is already looking ahead to the picture he'll do once his current project "Sullivan's Travels" is completed. It'll be a musical, and he's going to call it "Sittin' In The Ritz." Not only will the master of witty dialogue do the script, he is also promising to write the lyrics for the featured songs.
(There's just something about the dainty way the Admiral is seated here.)
The Eagle Editorialist says it may well be time for the United States to make the draft permanent. The present Selective Service program is expected to be expanded this fall to cover men who have turned 21 since last October, and the EE believes that the long-term interests of National Defense may well make it necessary to turn the program from an "emergency" action to a permanent part of American life. "As long as we are compelled to live in the kind of a world which we know today," he argues, "we will have to maintain a large citizens' army for our protection."
("Wait Till Next Year!")
Radio's latest Hooper ratings show "Fibber McGee and Molly" the most popular evening radio program in the country, with a three-point margin over the Jack Benny program in second place. Walter Winchell's broadcast is in third place, Bob Hope's show is fourth, and the Charlie McCarthy program is fifth.
(Next: Sparky's Adventures Among the Mole People!)
(George's Last Words: "I can't wait to tell Oakdale!")
(Slim "went down to heat a glass o' milk" and "found the whole first floor on fire." Yeahhhhhhhhhhh.)
(ARM EATING DOG! ARM EATING DOG! ARM EATING DOG! Hey, ya gotta take what you can get.)
Meanwhile, German legions launched a new attack on western Macedonia today after smashing into the upper valley of the Haliakmon River. Latest reports to military headquarters in Athens indicate that Greek troops are bearing the brunt of the Nazi attack, and that the Greek forces have inflicted serious casualities on the invasion troops. It is also stated that Nazi mechanized forces have not penetrated the new Greek lines.
Eight million Londoners sustained the heaviest Nazi air assault of the war last night, with an estimated 100,000 incendiary bombs dropped by German planes devastating entire sections of the British capital city. Tens of thousands wandered the city this morning, homeless and mourning dead and wounded, and searching for food and shelter. German authorities stated that the raid was "reprisal" for the British raid on Berlin on April 9th, and the Nazi press warned that London and other British cities can expect further attacks "exceeding in scale anything hitherto known."
("Well, it seemed like a good idea at the time.")
A near brawl erupted at yesterday's meeting of the Board of Estimate on Mayor LaGuardia's proposed $543,721,123 city budget for 1941-42, with Rep. Irwin Steingut of Brooklyn, minority leader in the State Assembly, and City Council President Newbold Morris attacking each other over Mr. Steingut's request for an additional $3 a day in funds paid to private hospitals by the city for the care of city patients. Mr. Steingut, a Democrat, and a board member of Jewish Hospital, was joined in making the request by officials of Protestant and Catholic hospitals, but Mr. Morris, a Republican, scowled that the city could afford such an increase "if the Legislature had not frozen a lot of heels into the budget by mandatory legislation." Mr. Steingut was about to fire an angry response when Brooklyn Borough President John Cashmore erupted in defense of the assemblyman, declaring that without his work in the Legislature, the city "would have been bankrupt!" Mr. Morris then flew into a tirade denouncing Mr. Steingut and his party as "representing all the city's headaches," but was cut off by Bronx Borough President James J. Lyons who ridiculed Mr. Morris as nothing but "a junior Mayor, a Little Boy Blue who blows his horn but hasn't an original idea in his head."
Four Brooklyn radio stations that have long shared time on a single frequency will be consolidated into a single station with unlimited time on the air, under a recommendation by the Federal Communications Commission. The case of stations WARD, WLTH, WVFW, and WBBC, which currently share the 1430 kilocycle channel, has been ongoing before the Commission for several years, with each claiming to be entitled to a greater share of the time, and the Commission's recommendation that they all be dissolved into a single station will award all of the licenses for that channel to a single new company, the Unified Broadcasting Company of 554 Atlantic Avenue, a move which the Commission concludes will result in "more efficient broadcasting" for Brooklyn listeners.
("My ma saved alla my ol' clo'es," says Sally, "'cept the ones my bru'ta roont." "Ya bru'ta wore ya ol' clo'es?" wonders Joe. "In Pigtown??" Sally scowls. "How'ya t'ink t'ey got roont?")
A 22-year-old Williamsburg man was forcibly inducted into the Army at the Jamaica Induction Center in Queens yesterday, despite threats to carry a protest of his treatment to the highest levels of the Selective Service System. Irving Gold of 186 Hooper Street was picked up at his home by two Army non-commissioned officers, taken to the induction center, and sworn in, although he continued to insist that he was entitled to an exemption for dependents on the basis of his being the sole support of his wife and his parents. Upon receiving written notification to report for induction, Mr. Gold had wired his draft board that he refused to do so, pending the resolution of an appeal of his request for exemption.
(Behold the dawn of the golden age of processed snack foods. Yes, those "corn curls" are the antediluvian form of what we call today "Cheez Doodles.")
("WHAT'D I TELL YOU PEOPLE? STRATO-LIZZIE WORKS SOLO!")
Paramount writer-director Preston Sturges is already looking ahead to the picture he'll do once his current project "Sullivan's Travels" is completed. It'll be a musical, and he's going to call it "Sittin' In The Ritz." Not only will the master of witty dialogue do the script, he is also promising to write the lyrics for the featured songs.
(There's just something about the dainty way the Admiral is seated here.)
The Eagle Editorialist says it may well be time for the United States to make the draft permanent. The present Selective Service program is expected to be expanded this fall to cover men who have turned 21 since last October, and the EE believes that the long-term interests of National Defense may well make it necessary to turn the program from an "emergency" action to a permanent part of American life. "As long as we are compelled to live in the kind of a world which we know today," he argues, "we will have to maintain a large citizens' army for our protection."
Radio's latest Hooper ratings show "Fibber McGee and Molly" the most popular evening radio program in the country, with a three-point margin over the Jack Benny program in second place. Walter Winchell's broadcast is in third place, Bob Hope's show is fourth, and the Charlie McCarthy program is fifth.
(Slim "went down to heat a glass o' milk" and "found the whole first floor on fire." Yeahhhhhhhhhhh.)
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And in the Daily News...
"It was a gentler time."
I. J. Fox was always right up to the minute in adopting unusual advertising methods. As you can see here, they were big on skywriting. And their transcribed radio commercials, where "CAledonia 5-4500" was turned into an insinuating sing-songy jingle, will now be going thru my head for the rest of the day.
A week ago he was selling Drake's Cakes, and now look at him.
Boy, if Nick were here he'd take care of this punk without even wilting the flower in his lapel.
Careful, toots -- that "?" is how people in this strip get killed.
How To Survive A Marriage.
Wait, there's a CAT? This changes everything.
Oh please make Chig's daughter and Wilmer a couple. Pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease!
I used to kibitz my mother's penny-ante games with the neighbors. She didn't like it either.
You can't fight a ghost, especially when she lives across the street.
I. J. Fox was always right up to the minute in adopting unusual advertising methods. As you can see here, they were big on skywriting. And their transcribed radio commercials, where "CAledonia 5-4500" was turned into an insinuating sing-songy jingle, will now be going thru my head for the rest of the day.
A week ago he was selling Drake's Cakes, and now look at him.
Boy, if Nick were here he'd take care of this punk without even wilting the flower in his lapel.
Wait, there's a CAT? This changes everything.
You can't fight a ghost, especially when she lives across the street.
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We all studied the history in school, have seen the documentaries and movies for decades, but still, reading it this way is jarring. It is unbelievable the aerial assault and ensuing destruction England's cities endured.
The only difference today, since there are all but no Republicans in NYC gov't, is it's Democrats fighting with further left Democrats, but otherwise, this sounds very familiar.
...[("Wait Till Next Year!"). ...
This could be a good thing as the Dodgers came into the season all but expecting to win the World Series. Getting knocked around early might just be the mental reset the team needs. Or, like every fan, I am just able to concoct a good story out of a bad start.
..(ARM EATING DOG! ARM EATING DOG! ARM EATING DOG! Hey, ya gotta take what you can get.)
A poor man's Porsche and all.
Lizzie, I wouldn't read too much into this, but the school counselor wants to see you twice a week for awhile now. Don't forget to note your "ARM EATING DOG! thoughts down in your journal.
..."It was a gentler time."....
"...Nikoli Miller who charges he was authorized by her to sell a million-dollar share of her grandmother's estate for half a million."
What!?
...
A week ago he was selling Drake's Cakes, and now look at him.....
Maybe Lana should marry him; he seems like a smart duck with a future.
...
Boy, if Nick were here he'd take care of this punk without even wilting the flower in his lapel....
"Thanks for the plug Lizzie old girl as it's been harder than yud think for me to find work in this crummy comicstrip town. Gray goes all holy on me at the same time the Little Flower is cracking down on my pinball-machine 'business.' If it's not one thing, it's another, but I'll be back. I think I could partner well with Cap'n Blaze if I could just find the fat b*stard to talk to him. I'd be a natural in that strip."
...Careful, toots -- that "?" is how people in this strip get killed.....
One, go much farther away and, two, put a disguise on before meeting the people where you'll be hiding out. But he's always seemed to be more bullying stupid than cunning.
...How To Survive A Marriage.....
As demonstrated by Joe, sometimes marriage is simply about making it to the next day. (Still laughing about the radio and window.)
In panel three, I thought Min was about to do her best imitation of Tevye and break into "If I Were a Rich Man."
...
You can't fight a ghost, especially when she lives across the street.
"I'm free Saturday night Lana, just sayin'. How 'bout we just go out as friends and see where it goes? I can tell you about my most recent promotion at work."
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I would read the hell out of a "Nick Gatt & Cap'n Blaze" strip. Drop them in Europe behind enemy lines, and it'd make a great movie, too.
Two weeks ago my mother had sworn off the Red Sox for life, and now she's wondering who'll pitch the first game of the World Series. So Dodgerdom should take heart. There's still 152 games left to play. Of course, they'd have won both games with a small lineup change, isn't that right Petey?
"C'mon, Leo, gimme a break! That Kampahachie ain't so hot! Say, did I show you this letter I got from this dame in Bensonhurst? She says she's gonna name her kid 'Pete!' Even if it's a girl! How 'bout that???"
They call Mary Fahnrey "Merry", but they should call her "Marry," because she's going to do it eight times before she's done.
Two weeks ago my mother had sworn off the Red Sox for life, and now she's wondering who'll pitch the first game of the World Series. So Dodgerdom should take heart. There's still 152 games left to play. Of course, they'd have won both games with a small lineup change, isn't that right Petey?
"C'mon, Leo, gimme a break! That Kampahachie ain't so hot! Say, did I show you this letter I got from this dame in Bensonhurst? She says she's gonna name her kid 'Pete!' Even if it's a girl! How 'bout that???"
They call Mary Fahnrey "Merry", but they should call her "Marry," because she's going to do it eight times before she's done.
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A 31-year-old German-born waiter arrested at Riverhead, Long Island for a $7 robbery claimed today that he is in fact an agent of the Nazi Gestapo, assigned by the German consul in Manhattan to mingle with local German-Americans, and claimed that the consul has offered him a future job in an actual sabotage operation. Bruno Johannes Valianski told authorities that he was given his job waiting tables at Frank's Hotel, Center Islip, as a blind -- and that his true assignment was to convince local German-Americans of influence to "return to the Fatherland" to "fight for the Fuehrer and Germany." Police, upon arresting Valianski on the robbery charge, noted the image of a swastika branded on his arm, and upon questioning, the suspect is reported to have confessed the true nature of his mission in this country. German Consul Hans Borchers denied all knowledge of Valianski and denied that he had ever given him instructions of any kind.
Valorous British-Greek troops were forced today to withdraw to new defense positions in Northern Greece today under ceaseless assault by German forces who have been seeking for days to crack the Allied lines. Wave after wave of German infantry, supported by Stuka attack planes and mountain artillery are pushing hard against the right flank of the Greco-British lines near Mount Olympus. A dispatch from United Press correspondent Richard D. McMillan states that the British and Greek troops are "slaughtering the elite of the German Army as it rushes in with suicidal abandon," and that Australian troops are "putting up a magnificent fight against almost overwhelming odds" in the Servia sector where German mechanized forces are concentrated.
Police are combing underworld hangouts today in search of the slayer of gangland figure Sidney "Shimmy" Sallis, one of fourteen defendants accused of harboring Louis "Lepke" Buchhalter in Brooklyn when that criminal chieftain was a fugitive from justice. Sallis was "rubbed out" last night by three bullets in the head, less than twelve hours after he was named in an indictment opened yesterday by Federal Judge Matthew T. Abbruzio, by a lone gunman who calmly cut him down in front of a crowd of astonished pedestrians on 1st Avenue near 15th Street in Park Slope. As Sallis collapsed to the sidewalk, the assassin melted into the crowd. Police say the victim was dead before he hit the pavement.
Brooklyn residents are asked to aid police in their search for a missing Midwood youth, who vanished from his home in December. Seventeen-year-old Kenneth So Boslay of 1587 E. 21st Street was a student at the High School of Music and Art in the Bronx, and was a former choirboy at St. James Episcopal Church in Manhattan. Police says the tall, blond, blue-eyed youth has been spotted twice since his disappearance, both times in Manhattan. Police ask anyone sighting the youth to contact his parents, Mr. and Mrs. George So Boslay, at ESplanade 7-2334.
(Mr. Fiske, who is in fact gay but not in a "shady way," was the most popular cabaret performer in a certain hard-to-describe-genre of his generation. He specialized in smirking, sophisticated double-entendre topical songs dealing with subjects that would have driven Joseph Ignatius Breen to apoplexy. Mr. Pratt doth protest too much.)
Van Lingle Mungo is free on $500 bail after his arrest yesterday afternoon at Ebbets Field on charges filed by the Cuban dancer/former matador known as Senor Gonzalo. Sheriff James V. Magnano served the warrant on the big Dodger righthander in the Brooklyn locker room after Mungo's stint in yesterday's game against the Giants. Gonzalo, whose real name is Francisco Callado Carreno, was present in the stands yesterday along with his attorney, and reluctantly allowed Sheriff Magnano to wait until the game was over before arresting the pitcher. "You see how it is," apologized the Sheriff to the complainants, gesturing at the roiling ballpark crowd as Mungo took the mound. The dancer charges Mungo with assault as a result of the incident last month in Carreno's room at the Hotel Nacional in Havana in which Carreno confronted the pitcher after discovering him in the company of Mrs. Carreno and the hotel mistress-of-ceremonies, Lady Ruth Vine. In the wake of the incident, Mrs. Carreno has filed for divorce from her husband, and has returned to Wilkes-Barre, Pennsylvania to resume her identity as Miss Miriam Morgan. The two women later explained that they were merely trying to "restore Mr. Mungo to sobriety."
(All right, Mr. Fiske, we're waiting for your song.)
(And Eddie at the Midwood just laughed and laughed.)
(See here, Francis, I will tolerate no drubbing of Miss Molly Picon. She never did a bit or a song that I didn't thoroughly enjoy. SO THERE. And Paul Winchell besides? Plus Tony Pastor, formerly with Artie Shaw? That's a bill worth anybody's twenty cents.)
The Eagle Editorialist denounces City Council President Newbold Morris for his attack on Rep. Irwin Steingut at a recent Board of Estimate meeting, calling it "a disgraceful and inexcusable performance."
(True fact: due to their policies prohibiting the use of electrical transcriptions or phonograph records on the air, both NBC and CBS maintained "standby orchestras" who were assigned to wait in a designated studio and be prepared to go on the air at any time in the event of unforeseen circumstances interfering with a regularly scheduled program. These musicians would sit in the studio for regular assigned shifts, playing gin rummy and shooting craps, their instruments uncased and ready to play, but could go days on end without actually playing a note.)
Vaudevillian Mrs. Fannie Law, whom theatregoers knew as "Mlle. Franczeska and her Trained Bird," was found dead in her Manhattan apartment yesterday at the age of 70. On its stand in her room, looking over her body, Mrs. Law's trained cockatoo Jackie was screaming "goodbye mother!" And it was the screams of that faithful bird that alerted neighbors that something had happened in the apartment. Mrs. Law and Jackie retired from the stage several years ago, and had been living on an old-age pension paid by the National Variety Artists Sick Committee since that time. Jackie continued to wail inconsolably for more than four hours before an agent of the ASPCA took him away.
(C'mon, Bill, you know you want to say it. "Is Brooklyn Still In The League?")
(Yeah, you smile big now, but don't forget what happened to the last duck who had this job.)
(Hedy's poor dad has finally had enough.)
("Think, think, who do we know who has experience in dealing with secrets?")
("Sunny, dear, you like fires, don't you? Were you playing with matches again, Sunny? Be honest now...")
(I just gotta say, I really love the new direction this strip is taking.)
Valorous British-Greek troops were forced today to withdraw to new defense positions in Northern Greece today under ceaseless assault by German forces who have been seeking for days to crack the Allied lines. Wave after wave of German infantry, supported by Stuka attack planes and mountain artillery are pushing hard against the right flank of the Greco-British lines near Mount Olympus. A dispatch from United Press correspondent Richard D. McMillan states that the British and Greek troops are "slaughtering the elite of the German Army as it rushes in with suicidal abandon," and that Australian troops are "putting up a magnificent fight against almost overwhelming odds" in the Servia sector where German mechanized forces are concentrated.
Police are combing underworld hangouts today in search of the slayer of gangland figure Sidney "Shimmy" Sallis, one of fourteen defendants accused of harboring Louis "Lepke" Buchhalter in Brooklyn when that criminal chieftain was a fugitive from justice. Sallis was "rubbed out" last night by three bullets in the head, less than twelve hours after he was named in an indictment opened yesterday by Federal Judge Matthew T. Abbruzio, by a lone gunman who calmly cut him down in front of a crowd of astonished pedestrians on 1st Avenue near 15th Street in Park Slope. As Sallis collapsed to the sidewalk, the assassin melted into the crowd. Police say the victim was dead before he hit the pavement.
Brooklyn residents are asked to aid police in their search for a missing Midwood youth, who vanished from his home in December. Seventeen-year-old Kenneth So Boslay of 1587 E. 21st Street was a student at the High School of Music and Art in the Bronx, and was a former choirboy at St. James Episcopal Church in Manhattan. Police says the tall, blond, blue-eyed youth has been spotted twice since his disappearance, both times in Manhattan. Police ask anyone sighting the youth to contact his parents, Mr. and Mrs. George So Boslay, at ESplanade 7-2334.
(Mr. Fiske, who is in fact gay but not in a "shady way," was the most popular cabaret performer in a certain hard-to-describe-genre of his generation. He specialized in smirking, sophisticated double-entendre topical songs dealing with subjects that would have driven Joseph Ignatius Breen to apoplexy. Mr. Pratt doth protest too much.)
Van Lingle Mungo is free on $500 bail after his arrest yesterday afternoon at Ebbets Field on charges filed by the Cuban dancer/former matador known as Senor Gonzalo. Sheriff James V. Magnano served the warrant on the big Dodger righthander in the Brooklyn locker room after Mungo's stint in yesterday's game against the Giants. Gonzalo, whose real name is Francisco Callado Carreno, was present in the stands yesterday along with his attorney, and reluctantly allowed Sheriff Magnano to wait until the game was over before arresting the pitcher. "You see how it is," apologized the Sheriff to the complainants, gesturing at the roiling ballpark crowd as Mungo took the mound. The dancer charges Mungo with assault as a result of the incident last month in Carreno's room at the Hotel Nacional in Havana in which Carreno confronted the pitcher after discovering him in the company of Mrs. Carreno and the hotel mistress-of-ceremonies, Lady Ruth Vine. In the wake of the incident, Mrs. Carreno has filed for divorce from her husband, and has returned to Wilkes-Barre, Pennsylvania to resume her identity as Miss Miriam Morgan. The two women later explained that they were merely trying to "restore Mr. Mungo to sobriety."
(All right, Mr. Fiske, we're waiting for your song.)
(And Eddie at the Midwood just laughed and laughed.)
(See here, Francis, I will tolerate no drubbing of Miss Molly Picon. She never did a bit or a song that I didn't thoroughly enjoy. SO THERE. And Paul Winchell besides? Plus Tony Pastor, formerly with Artie Shaw? That's a bill worth anybody's twenty cents.)
The Eagle Editorialist denounces City Council President Newbold Morris for his attack on Rep. Irwin Steingut at a recent Board of Estimate meeting, calling it "a disgraceful and inexcusable performance."
(True fact: due to their policies prohibiting the use of electrical transcriptions or phonograph records on the air, both NBC and CBS maintained "standby orchestras" who were assigned to wait in a designated studio and be prepared to go on the air at any time in the event of unforeseen circumstances interfering with a regularly scheduled program. These musicians would sit in the studio for regular assigned shifts, playing gin rummy and shooting craps, their instruments uncased and ready to play, but could go days on end without actually playing a note.)
Vaudevillian Mrs. Fannie Law, whom theatregoers knew as "Mlle. Franczeska and her Trained Bird," was found dead in her Manhattan apartment yesterday at the age of 70. On its stand in her room, looking over her body, Mrs. Law's trained cockatoo Jackie was screaming "goodbye mother!" And it was the screams of that faithful bird that alerted neighbors that something had happened in the apartment. Mrs. Law and Jackie retired from the stage several years ago, and had been living on an old-age pension paid by the National Variety Artists Sick Committee since that time. Jackie continued to wail inconsolably for more than four hours before an agent of the ASPCA took him away.
(Yeah, you smile big now, but don't forget what happened to the last duck who had this job.)
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And in the Daily News...
That's a road uniform in the picture, so it can't be Mungo's mug shot. I wonder, though, if tomorrow's scorecard will show his number as 57763.
"An active form of nausea." Hope there was a mop handy.
Yeah, Mabel, Robert Moses is sorry you didn't visit the Fair too.
Sometimes I wonder why such a powerful entity as Punjab chooses to spend his time as a lackey for an operator like Warbucks, but then I realize how much real satisfaction he seems to take in his work.
A fashy haircut? That won't make you stand out at all.
SHOW US, GUS! DON'T TELL US! SHOW US!
Somebody read their Girl Scout manual.
Yeah, I tried this myself. In writing, yet. Hasn't worked yet.
Funny, seems we just read a story like this somewhere just recently...
That moment when everyone in the room wants to just completely evaporate.
"An active form of nausea." Hope there was a mop handy.
Yeah, Mabel, Robert Moses is sorry you didn't visit the Fair too.
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One of the few times in 1941 that I'm inclined to believe the German Consul.
...
(And Eddie at the Midwood just laughed and laughed.)...
It feels like something more happened here than just the restaurant being too busy. That cryptic apology begs the question, what really happened?
...
(True fact: due to their policies prohibiting the use of electrical transcriptions or phonograph records on the air, both NBC and CBS maintained "standby orchestras" who were assigned to wait in a designated studio and be prepared to go on the air at any time in the event of unforeseen circumstances interfering with a regularly scheduled program. These musicians would sit in the studio for regular assigned shifts, playing gin rummy and shooting craps, their instruments uncased and ready to play, but could go days on end without actually playing a note.)...
Just trying to understand this as he seems to imply that the station was playing a phonograph recording on air, but the phonograph broke, so they needed the live orchestra to step in. Were stations cheating and using recordings even though it was prohibited?
...That's a road uniform in the picture, so it can't be Mungo's mug shot. I wonder, though, if tomorrow's scorecard will show his number as 57763.....
The parents of the Lawrenceville "fugitives" both lived in posh buildings that are still here and still posh today.
2 Sutton Place South:
And the Carlyle (which is famous for a bunch of things including it being Bobby Short's regular nightly performance venue for years, where I was fortunate to see him play once):
...A fashy haircut? That won't make you stand out at all.....
Hey, I wonder if Depool ever promoted the stock of a company called Elastic Plastic?
Again, for the disguise strategy to make any sense, aren't you suppose to disguise yourself first and, then, show up in the new place with your new identity? Changing to your new identity after showing up in the new place is just stupid as it calls even more attention to you.
...SHOW US, GUS! DON'T TELL US! SHOW US!....
Yes, he's dragged this "veiled figure" storyline out too long without giving us more.
As a summer employee (not an intern as I had a real summer job with real work to do) on Wall St in the '80s, one of my first jobs was clipping the coupons on the bearer bonds that we held for clients. What would be easy if you had a few bonds became a massive effort as the firm held millions of dollars of client's bearer bonds "in house."
It looks days each month to carefully clip, record, sort into envelopes (we kept the coupons in individual envelopes identified by client) and then present to the transfer agent for payment of all the coupons. After awhile, you didn't even think about it, but every once in awhile, you'd remember you had tens of millions of dollar of bonds in front of you as you cut away the coupons.
...That moment when everyone in the room wants to just completely evaporate.
Yup, that's an awful moment.
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I thought it was an amazing fact that the downtown area of a suburb (Des Plaines, Illinois) not far from the one in which I was raised boasted an establishment with the same name as Harold Teen's hangout. The real life Sugar Bowl dates to 1921, and thus postdates the strip by two years. Coincidence?
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You really need to go in sometime and order a "gedunk sundae" and see if they know what you're talking about. And give our regards to Pop.
As for the situation Mr. Lichty shows us today, while networks didn't allow recordings, most local stations did, to the point where many listeners grumbled about the steady diet of recorded music they were getting from independent stations. Most stations of that type wouldn't have standby musicians -- except in Chicago, where the AF of M was extremely strong, and required that even the technicians who actually played the recordings had to be union members. The NAB hated Petrillo with a passion, but there were a lot of musicians who wouldn't have had jobs at all without his firm hand.
As for the situation Mr. Lichty shows us today, while networks didn't allow recordings, most local stations did, to the point where many listeners grumbled about the steady diet of recorded music they were getting from independent stations. Most stations of that type wouldn't have standby musicians -- except in Chicago, where the AF of M was extremely strong, and required that even the technicians who actually played the recordings had to be union members. The NAB hated Petrillo with a passion, but there were a lot of musicians who wouldn't have had jobs at all without his firm hand.
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