Showing posts with label America F Yeah. Show all posts
Showing posts with label America F Yeah. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 04, 2023

The Big 2-4-7

Happy 247th birthday to the United States of America. And I thought I was old.

May your fireworks burn brighter and longer than ever today, gheorghies. Just don't lose any digits today -- I mean like JPP, not Phil or Rikki

Spend time today in free revelry, and enjoy the excitement only a free man can feel, as Red once said.

Maybe think about what and why we celebrate.

And maybe just drink some beer and listen to some good old America music. Not American music, per se, since these guys went to high school and subsequently got their start in London (though 2/3 were indeed American), but America music. America. The band.

Especially a song about the open highway and driving around in the sunshine in a car that Z would love and Dave would hate. A song that coined the term Purple Rain. 

What the hell, let's take that Purple Rain thing a little further and offer up the Purple One himself... singing "America." It could only get more American if this live clip had been recorded on July... or been in the US. Oh well.


Happy Birthday, America. 

(The country.)

Sunday, July 07, 2019

America, Fuck Yeah

We've got a William & Mary grad at the helm. We've got the sublimely confident badassery of Megan
Rapinoe, and the no fucks given goal-scoring acumen of Alex Morgan, and the ball-hunting wall-crashing physicality of Julie Ertz, and the I'll-rest-when-I'm-dead full-field athleticism of Crystal Dunn and Kelley O'Hara on the outside, and the top-five in all of American soccer (men or women) technical skill of Tobin Heath, and the ridiculous skill coming off the bench from Carli Lloyd, Christen Press, and Mallory Pugh, and the stupendously underrated vision and offensive engine-room drive of Rose Lavelle, and 13 other all-World women on our side.

The Netherlands, they're good. Champions of Europe, terrific on set pieces, heiresses to a national obsession for soccer. They can beat us.

They're not going to.


Thursday, July 05, 2018

America Filler

I'm on a mini-walkabout, sorta trying to disconnect from the realish world with family on a lake in Ohio. And I've been trying for a while to write something that encapsulates a coherent philosophical framework that explains how I view the world and our place in it. Trying, but failing.

Until I figure it out, in recognition of our need to feed the tree of Gheorgheness with the blood of new content, here's something I posted on Twitter yesterday that I'll return to over and over again. This is how I think about America:

I think of patriotism like I think of parenting. I love my kids fiercely, and I get pissed off when they fail to do the right thing. I love my country fiercely, and I get pissed off when it fails to do the right thing. Expecting more of America doesn't make me less of a patriot.

God bless America. May she actually be what we believe she already is.

Thursday, January 11, 2018

Gettin' Civic Wit' It

There is a tendency among certain people I know to take an expansive view of the current state of
American affairs and lean towards despair. As we're met with an unceasing barrage of variously negative, odd, unthinkable, and enraging revelations from our national leadership, it's easy to lose focus on the things that matter in our homes and in our communities, and indeed, to us as individuals.

I've had an interesting couple of days, as it relates to the topic at hand. A whirlwind first-hand tour through American Civics, one might say. I wouldn't say that it made me feel any better about our proximate circumstances on a national level, but it did remind me of the relative nature of things, and of the idea that change and progress happens slowly and painstakingly, right up until it happens in a rush.

As most of our readers know, I'm a member of the Board of Directors of my local soccer club. The "machine", as Dave has dubbed it, the Club is the largest single-sport youth organization in the Commonwealth of Virginia. 12,000 kids participate in one or more of our programs each year. As a result of that scale, we're on the radar of our county's Board of Supervisors and of organizations seeking their support.

Last night, the Loudoun County Board of Supervisors met to consider a proposal to lease a parcel of public land to D.C. United for the purpose of building a 5,000-seat stadium for use by the MLS club's new United Soccer League (USL) franchise, as well as office space and four full-size training fields. Because our county desperately needs new field space for youth and adult recreation, and because the D.C. United brand is a good thing for soccer in our area, our Club supports the proposal.

And so I found myself speaking to the Board of Supervisors during the public comment portion of the proceedings. If you'd like to see my public political debut, skip ahead to the 2:14:35ish mark in the video below.



Following that widely viewed and acclaimed performance, I spent this morning at an event of unquestionably greater significance. I watched from the audience as 724 people from 99 different countries took the Naturalization Oath of Allegiance to the United States of America.

A woman that works for me is a Turkish national. She's been in this country since college, some 16 years. Roughly two years ago, she started the naturalization process, which culminated this morning.

Though the character of our national leadership, and public perspectives on a wide range of issues dramatically changed during the course of her journey to become a U.S. citizen, her enthusiasm for citizenship never waned. And so I was thrilled to be able to witness her final step towards being an American.

The event was held at the George Mason University Center for the Arts, in a large auditorium. The crowd in the audience and in the section of candidates was the meltiest pot you could imagine. People from Afghanistan to Zimbabwe, from England to Iraq, from Laos to Pakistan eager to become Americans, and the atmosphere was a mix of apprehension and excitement, festive with just a hint of urgency.

Check out the length of this line, and the diversity of the people in it:


A very enthusiastic official from U.S. Citizenship and Immigration Services (USCIS) made a brief speech and explained the process, and then administered the oath. My colleague texted me immediately afterward, "I am a US citizen!!!", and I couldn't have been more happy for her.

The new citizens were shown a video featuring former Secretary of State Madeline Albright, herself a naturalized citizen. I won't belabor the fact that the Secretary's strongly pro-immigrant message felt slightly awkward juxtaposed against current Administration policy, nor will I make too much fun of the way the President told his new constituents that they were 'very, very special' in recorded remarks that followed Secretary Albright's. The jubilant solemnity (if such a thing is possible) of the event mitigates against excessive politically motivated snark.

Though my colleague did text shortly after taking the oath to say, "I submitted my voter registration. Now where do I register as a Democrat?"

I was pleased to be able to support my friend and colleague from the beginning, but I found myself moved by the excitement, emotion, and determination of our newest fellow citizens. As people streamed out from the event to greet their friends and family, a scene that was repeated dozens of times, their pride in being Americans was obvious. And for someone whose pride in being an American has been tested of late, that was a significant thing.

We live in a flawed and scuffling nation. And yet 724 people this morning in Fairfax, VA completed a journey that required years of invasive scrutiny, uncertainty, and bureaucratic slog, and a repudiation of the nation of their origin in order to count themselves a full part of it. Still thousands more across the nation are actively seeking to follow the same path.

We're a better nation for their contributions, and they deserve our best efforts to help this country live up to its potential.

USA!

Friday, October 20, 2017

America 1, Bad Luck 0

Earlier this week, walking distance from my home, this happened:

Bald Eagle Spotted Eating Black Cat on Downtown Norfolk Sidewalk


    A bald eagle randomly alit onto a sidewalk on Monticello Avenue in Norfolk and made a public feast of a black cat.

    Highlights from the Virginian-Pilot Article:
    • Dozens of people crowded around as the eagle ate the cat on the sidewalk. 
    • The eagle was more than two feet long from head to tail and stood around a foot and a half tall.
    • The eagle’s meal looked like a fully grown black cat. 
    • The eagle nearly picked it clean over the course of about 45 minutes.
    • Stranger still: the bird seemed unperturbed by the onlookers. “It was going to enjoy its meal as long as nobody was bothering it.”
    There's a reason our nation uses this bird as a symbol.  Bad-assed.

    There's a video of it in the Pilot article for the gross people among our readers.

    A few years back, this happened in my back yard.


    That's what we believed to be a Cooper's hawk devouring a squirrel on our deck.  As you can imagine, given my long friendship with the gheorghie sometimes known as "The Squirrel," that was very upsetting.  So I videoed it.

    This time, however, I am exulting in what I take to mean a symbol of the USA beating back bad luck.  By eating it.  AMERICA!!

    Unless this is supposed to be a harbinger of unpleasant results from this week's Monday Night Football game.  In which case . . . yeah, that's about right.



    Monday, June 29, 2015

    USA!

    According to legend, English newspapers, assuming that the score coming over the teletype was a misprint, reported a 10-1 victory for England. It was a measure of the magnitude of the upset that most people didn't really bat an eye at that lopsided result.

    Sixty-five years ago today, the United States of America defeated England, 1-0, in the group stage at the 1950 World Cup. England were 3-1 favorites to win the cup, widely regarded as the world's best team. The U.S. team was made up entirely of amateurs: painters, teachers, mail carriers, and 500-1 longshots to take the title.

    For the first 20 minutes of the match, the powerful English peppered U.S. keeper Frank Borghi, hitting the crossbar twice, forcing Borghi to make two saves, and recording six total shots on goal. While the U.S. settled down, England continued to pressure the American back line, nearly scoring on three consecutive breakaways.

    But in the 37th minute, Walter Bahr launched a shot from 25 yards out, and Joe Gaetjens grazed the ball with a diving header attempt, changing its trajectory just enough to direct the ball past England keeper Bert Williams and into the net. The U.S. had an improbable 1-0 lead that they carried into the break.

    Borghi kept up his stellar play in the second half. England thought they'd scored on a header from a free kick, but the referee ruled that the ball never crossed the line. Despite pressure throughout the second half, the Americans never yielded.

    It's regarded by many soccer experts as the greatest upset in the history of the game at the national team level. Neither side advanced beyond the group stage, and the U.S. wouldn't even play in the World Cup again until 1990.

    Walter Bahr went on to a long career as one of the legendary coaches in the American game. His sons Chris and Matt both played for the national team, and kicked in the NFL. Joe Gaetjens' story was more tragic, as he was killed in his native Haiti by Papa Doc Duvalier's Tonton Macoutes. Author Geoffrey Douglas' book about the match, The Game of Their Lives, tells the story of the 1950 U.S. team in depth.

    Sixty five years later, this match still resonates in England. In the runup to the 2010 World Cup and the U.S.' group stage matchup with England, Jozy Altidore's Haitian heritage was a noteworthy part of match previews. And the fact that the Americans managed a draw in that match denied England 'revenge'.

    Frustratin' Brits since 1776.

    Saturday, June 27, 2015

    Amazing

    When the long history of the United States is written, yesterday will stand as one of the more remarkable days in a journey filled with them. A day filled with joy, with pain, and redemption. We're far, far from perfect, but we continue to follow the moral arc towards justice, peace, and grace.





    Friday, July 04, 2014

    Hey Baby

    John Doe wishes you a Happy Independence Day.


    Thursday, June 26, 2014

    Lunch with Liberty

    Good to see you, old friend. Miss us? That trench warfare sure was fun, right? And where's that thank you for us hooking you up with our boy Hoff? Thanks for the Scorpions, they are most righteous rockers. Maybe by the time today's game is over you can explain what the fuck this new movement is?

    USA vs. Germany. Noon. Too many scenarios to explain in terms of result and advancement, so maybe this chart will assist you:
    You know the drill by now...

    Optimus Prime knows what's up

    Even completely outdated MTV bits can get in on the fun

    Not at all soccer related, but excellent work Minnesota State Fair. VERY 'murica

    Gametime apparel
    Patriotism
    So, Mark (and now all of Twitter) informs me that the conditions for today's game might be a bit messy...

    Sunday, June 22, 2014

    Kings of the Dive-berian Peninsula, amirite?

    Hey, our men's national soccer team hits the pitch (futbol term!) today for a very important match (another one!), facing international playboy Cristiano Ronaldo and Portugal. The Portuguese were blitzkrieg'd in their first World Cup contest, 4-0 by Germany, while the fightin' fifes and drums triumphed over Ghana and their lack of giraffes, 2-1. If what the internet tells me is true, a win by the United States squadron advances 'Murica to the Round of 16, which would be like the tits, yo. *** OK, this now ends the soccer portion of our program...

    Since I am 100% sure it was my GTB post that lifted Dempsey and Co. to victory in match #1, we're gonna ride that patriotic sucka back:

    Stars and Stripes forevah

    Shlara selection. Here, we see Clint Dempsey moments before murdering someone.
    Patriotic handling of the meat

    Here is Ronaldo flopping. It is not an uncommon occurrence, I am told.
    The tie is a nice touch
    *** I could be wrong. I don't actually pay attention to what I read.

    Monday, June 16, 2014

    We Ghana Do It

    Futbol. Tonight. Los Estados Unidos vs. Ghana. 6pm ET kickoff. Get thee to a television and enjoy the match. This is not a preview post, because hell if I know much about the USMNT. But it can serve as live blog central, and since we're here, why not some clips and vids:

    You know Lee Greenwood is fired up for tonight...



    As are these marionettes...



    The Hulkster knows what's up...


    According to the interwebz, this young lady rooted on the good guys the last time Ghana and the U.S. face off...


    Which I imagine is where these two fellas met...


    For the Shlara set...(sure, he didn't make the team, but the request was made)


    And one more fan foto for good measure...


    GO GIT 'EM, BOYS

    Thursday, July 04, 2013

    America, Fuck Yeah

    'There is nothing wrong with America that cannot be cured by what is right with America.' - Bill Clinton

     

    Wednesday, May 29, 2013

    Roll Your Own

    For more than 200 years, a hardy band of Britons met each May at the top of Cooper's Hill and chased an 8-pound wheel of Double Gloucester cheese (a full-fat, hard cow's milk cheese, for the uninitiated) to the bottom.The winner of the race has traditionally been awarded the wheel of cheese for his or her efforts (men's and women's events are run separately).

    In 2010, however, bowing to pressure from authorities increasingly concerned about the number and severity of injuries resulting from several dozen bodies tumbling pellmell down an extremely steep and uneven hill, organizers replaced the actual cheese with "a wheel of cheese-resembling foam". (Basically, Velveeta in the Round, as I understand it.)

    Enjoy the footage below from the 2012 event. There's a particularly spectacular pileup beginning at about the 1:45 mark.



    This Monday, in what we believe to be a first, American Army Veteran Kenny Rackers made his Memorial Day, um, memorable, winning the first race of the 2013 Cooper's Hill Cheese-Rolling and Wake. America (and cheese), Fuck Yeah.

    I believe we have a new contender for hosting an international G:TB Summit.

    Tuesday, March 26, 2013

    America, The Beautiful Game

    That Wheel of Fortune-inspired post title serves to jam together two thematically unrelated yet temporally linked events of interest to the G:TB community.

    This morning, the Doofus Overlord and the Bride of Doofus Overlord walked from their place of employment to the Supreme Court to take in the sights and sounds. SCOTUS heard arguments this morning on the validity of California's Proposition 8, which bans gay marriage. Judging from their personal recollections and dispatches from others on the ground, it would be hard to find a gathering of two more polarized groups. From the Christian wingnut right to the Equality is Metal/Unicorn left (picture below), the breadth of human understanding was on full and vocal display.

    Veteran SCOTUS observers seem to think that the Court may decide that the appellants
    have no standing in the case, in which event the lower court's ruling overturning Proposition 8 will be upheld. This would have the effect of legalizing gay marriage in California, but permit the Court to stay mute on the broader Constitutional question. Punting, if you will. Chris Kluwe will not be amused, though Solicitor Ted Olson is on record as saying that such a result is a win for the pro-equality forces. This very clearly seems a case where the moral arc of the universe is bending towards justice.


    Later, in today's other major America, Fuck Yeah news, the U.S. Men's National Team enters its traditional house of horrors to play Mexico in Mexico City's venerable Estadio Azteca. The U.S. has never, ever, not even once prevailed against El Tri in Azteca during World Cup qualifying, compiling a 0-13-1 record. In all, Mexico sports a 68-1-6 record in home qualifiers, losing only to Costa Rica in 2001.

    To make matters worse, the U.S. catches an angry side this evening, after Mexico squandered a two-goal advantage in the final 14 minutes on Friday as Honduras escaped with a draw at home. After two matches, the Mexicans find themselves in the unfamiliar position of 4th in the CONCACAF table, while the U.S. sits in second on the strength of Friday's snowy 1-0 win over the Ticos.

    Chicharito is a duck.
    Further complicating things, the U.S. won't have Jermaine Jones or Tim Howard tonight, with both lost to injuries. Landon Donovan's still wandering on a peyote-fueled journey of discovery, as well, though Jozy Altidore's shown his best form as a national team member of late and Clint Dempsey remains a stalwart. The Jones injury may well be the biggest blow, as his yeoman midfield work was a key against Costa Rica. Coach Jurgen Klinsmann has never lost to Mexico, either with the U.S. or with Germany, but the odds are long tonight.

    We'd be thrilled with a draw on the pitch. And, now that I think about it, we'd be pretty happy if the Supreme Court gave us the judicial equivalent when they rule in a few months.

    Thursday, February 28, 2013

    Clarence Thomas Speaks!

    As long-time denizens of the National Capital region, many of us have become blase about what transpires in our Federal city. It's (extremely) easy to forget how unique our system of government is in the history of the world. The fact that I am about to both celebrate and call a Supreme Court Justice an asshole without repercussion is a right and a gift that would be unthinkable to a vast majority of the humans who have ever lived. (Mostly because they didn't have internet access, but that's not the point.) And while oft-petty arguments  - and current ever-lovin' clusterfuckery - may tend to obscure the lasting genius of our system of checks and balances, seeing that system in direct action is an eye-opening and in many ways awe-inspiring thing.

    I was very fortunate yesterday to witness arguments at the Supreme Court in Peugh vs. United States and Maryland v. King. A senior colleague of mine is a long-time friend of the Clerk of the Supreme Court, and invited me and another coworker to the proceedings as a guest of the Clerk. We sat in the first row behind the bar (not that kind of bar, Clarence). Maryland Attorney General Doug Gansler sat down right next to us, taking copious notes in the latter case. The junior of my colleagues is an Englishman, so it struck me as more than a bit interesting when he noted how impressed he was that our system of justice had been sustained for more than 300 years. Since they have that whole Magna Carta thing, and all. America, fuck yeah.

    The first semi-surprise of the day was actually hearing Justice (Nah, mine's) Clarence Thomas speak. The legendarily taciturn Thomas is famous for not speaking during arguments before the Court. And true to form, he didn't ask any questions during the day's arguments, but he did offer the Court's majority opinion in Marx vs. General Revenue Corp., a scorcher of a Federal Rule of Civil Procedure (FRCP) dispute.

    As impressive as the setting was (and for sheer Federal grandeur, it's hard to beat the scene when the nine Justices walk into the Court and take their seats in front of four massive Corinthian pillars), the thing that struck me the most about the proceedings was the degree of humor and banter on display. Justice Antonin Scalia is a regular Italian father, busting balls and dropping one-liners with regularity. Justices Sonia Sotomayor and Samuel Alito exchanged good-natured jibes about the relative quality of their respective circuit courts. Justice Stephen Breyer played the role of the avuncular grandfather, trying and failing to convince a litigant that he was but a simple caveman Justice who didn't understand this complicated modern legal system.

    Meanwhile, Justice Thomas flopped about in his enormous chair in a most impressive display of active listening. He alternately leaned deeply back and stared up at the ceiling, pursing his lips and wrinkling his brow, then shot forward propelled by the chair's springs to a fully upright position. His seated gymnastics were something to behold.

    It will come as no surprise to our readers to learn that I'm generally inclined to disagree with Justice Scalia's politics. It may be quite a shock to know that I found him generally likable, in a curmudgeonly way. To be sure, he's an asshole. But he comes across as our kind of asshole - irascible and prone to sarcasm. As she opened of the State's argument in Maryland v. King, Chief Deputy Attorney General Katherine Winfree described some of positive benefits derived from the State's policy of collecting DNA samples for people arrested for certain violent and property crimes. Scalia let her talk for maybe 15 seconds before letting go with both barrels. From the transcript:

    MS. WINFREE: Mr. Chief Justice, and may it please the Court: Since 2009, when Maryland began to collect DNA samples from arrestees charged with violent crimes and burglary, there had been 225 matches, 75 prosecutions and 42 convictions, including that of Respondent King.

    JUSTICE SCALIA: Well, that's really good. I'll bet you if you conducted a lot of unreasonable searches and seizures, you'd get more convictions, too.
    (Laughter.)

    JUSTICE SCALIA: That proves absolutely nothing.

    This was Ms. Winfree's first-ever argument before the Supreme Court. To her eternal credit, she took Scalia's shot and pressed on. I consider myself a reasonably effective extemporaneous speaker and a relatively accomplished bullshitter, and I'm quite certain I would've wet myself and then passed out. Which brings me to another lasting impression: the quality of the intellects on display, both on the bench and among the attorneys presenting their cases, was staggering. We witnessed highly sophisticated legal arguments crafted, deconstructed, reframed, and debated (the Justices spent at least part of the time arguing with one another via their questions to counsel) on the fly.

    We watched the law happen.

    At some point in the proceedings, Justice Alito noted that "this is the most important criminal procedure case this Court has had in decades". In essence, the Court must decide whether DNA data can be used much in the same way fingerprints are today, or whether taking a DNA sample from an arrested suspect constitutes unlawful search and seizure. Scalia clearly believes the latter. Justices Elena Kagan and Sotomayor seemed to be concerned with the implications of police overreach. Interestingly, Justice Alito asked a series of questions that indicated he may dissent from fellow conservatives, saying twice that DNA "is the 21st Century fingerprint". And Chief Justice John Roberts was oddly obsessed with DNA left on drinking glasses, though his questions made it clear that his position on the matter was somewhat undetermined. As for me, I know what I think, but I have no idea how that jibes with the Constitution - which, frankly, is why this experience was such a fascinating one for me.
    I bought this hat for Zman and Mayhugh

    Smarter observers than I expect the Court to uphold Maryland's DNA collection policy, which was supported by an amicus brief filed on behalf of all 50 states and a number of law enforcement organizations. Those same observers also think the Court's normal 5-4 conservative/liberal balance will be significantly upended in this case. The fact that Alito, Breyer, and Kennedy seemed to agree on many elements of the case perhaps presages the result. Still time to get to your local bookmaker if you like what you hear.

    If you're a legal scholar, or if you just want some jurisprudence, the recap of Tuesday's arguments is available at SCOTUSblog

    It's easy to be jaded, and even easier to toss off half-baked partisan-flavored snark (though, in all seriousness, the House GOP makes Jim Zorn look like Vince Lombardi). Having the opportunity to actually watch the Supreme Court in action is impressive from a purely human perspective, and profoundly compelling as an act of government. Those Founding Fathers, man, they knew some shit. Shame they didn't have an opinion on large-magazine automatic weapons.

    Tuesday, September 11, 2012

    Earth Crisis

    Today's rightfully an occasion for somber reflection. It's also a chance to celebrate America in a more enthusiastic manner.

    The U.S. Men's National Team takes on Jamaica in Cleveland tonight in the back end of a home and home series that has major implications on our qualification for the 2014 World Cup. The Reggae Boyz slotted a pair of free kicks against the run of play on Friday in Kingston to knock off the U.S. for the first time in history, 2-1. The win gives Jamaica the lead in the four-team CONCACAF semifinal group, with the U.S. tied with Guatemala for second and Antigua & Barbuda bringing up the rear. The top two teams in the group advance to final qualifying.

    A loss this evening would give the U.S. absolutely no margin for error over the remainder of this stage. Jurgen Klinsmann's team has had very good results this year in friendly matches, beating Mexico on the road, and topping Italy, but the loss to Jamaica and a desultory tie against Guatemala are decidedly subpar outcomes. The USMNT faces a great deal of pressure tonight at a venue in which they've never lost, and will be without and injured Landon Donovan (big loss) and a card-suspended Clarence Goodson (less big).

    ESPN2's got the match at 8:00 this evening. I expect you to be glued to your televisions.

    UPDATE:

    Because we care about what our fans think, a little equal opportunity.



    Tuesday, June 14, 2011

    Happy Flag Day


    And God Bless America.

    Sunday, July 04, 2010

    Happy Birthday America [F**k Yeah]

    This gentleman:

    sent an urgent requst from the Cape that Gheorghe get a July 4th post up. Well, I just so happened to be on a PC getting tickets to today's Nats/Mets game, so I thought I would oblige.

    Warning: This is the most independiest post ever.

    The standard, because I'm running the show. (and sang this in chorus in 6th grade. People, I'm tone deaf, always have been. Just picture that.)



    When I told patriotic tree rodent about Mr. Greenwood's appearance, he also suggested this gem:



    So, you've already got a picture of rob, two YouTubes...what am I forgetting? Ah yes, hot chicks wearing patriotism and litle else:

    And ladies, I didn't forget you - here's a hot American patrtiot to make you (keith) sweat:

    Happy 4th of July All. And remember, AMERICA FUCK YEAH!