Tossing Salt Presents:
A Day of Dougie:
Confederate Flags, Insert Here & The 27 Club
October 12, 2021
Good morning. I have roughly twenty minutes to go before I have to leave for a doctor’s appointment and this is the big one. Life-altering choices and decisions are to be made and put into motion. And strangely enough, I’m not stressing or worried about it. I know what needs to be done and even though I’m not happy with what is to come, I accept and think I’m ready for it. So that’s that and now I have roughly 19 minutes. Can I write a good “Days Of Dougie” piece in nineteen minutes? Damn straight I can. Or at least get something started, to finish up with later on this morning. So is that a plan? Let’s get busy and do this.
Should I do the Magic Bag thing? Why the hell not. Let’s reach in and find a topic or three. We have Confederate Flags, “Insert Here” and the “27 Club”. And now that we know the topics, let’s get busy and as the late, great Joan Rivers would say, “Can we talk?”.
Some closed-minded bastards call these a symbol of hate and racism. I call them a symbol of being a rebel, Southern pride, and standing up against oppression by a tyrannical Government. Hell, that sounds like we could be talking about right now and the Pedo-Joe Administration doesn’t it. Yes, there are racial issues attached to the Stars & Bars, but if one looks hard enough and is looking for racism, it can be found with almost anything and anyone in existence. Someone hoping to play the race card for their own benefit will find something to fit their narrative, regardless of what the truth might actually be. And to that, I invoke my so-called White Privilege and say kiss my fat white ass. In regards to the Confederate Flag, I have one on the back window of my truck and one on the keychain that holds my keys together. And I’m proud to be a rebel cause the South is gonna do it again. ‘Nuff said!
Just for the hell of it, here’s a video of a great Rebel telling all of y’all how we do it in Dixie. I love this song.
That’s what she said!
The 27 Club…
What do Kurt Cobain, Jim Morrison, Janis Joplin, Jimi Hendrix, Brian Jones, Jim Morrison, Amy Winehouse, and legendary Blues artist Robert Johnson all have in common? They were all talented entertainers and musicians to be sure, but the common factor was that they were all 27 years of age when they passed away. And collectively, for that reason, they’re known as the “27 Club”.
And I’m back. Did you miss me? I had to leave after that last sentence to go on to my Doctor’s appointment. I’m glad it’s over and I have a sense of relief in knowing this insane past year and the trials and tribulations will soon be coming to an end. “So what did he say?”, you ask? I’ll tell you… later. But for now, it’s back to the “27 Club”.
Look at those names and think of the genius that is represented there. All of the great music and talent. And we were only allowed the briefest sampling of what they had to offer. Twenty-seven years old? They haven’t even started to reach their peak yet and still, look at all these men and women accomplished. Just imagine now what we missed. It’s a tragedy and so damn sad, but that’s part of life and the legacy, I suppose. Rest in peace, honored and valued members of the “27 Club”. You are missed and will always be.
And there you go. My thanks for reading. Comments, thoughts, and any questions are welcome and appreciated. As for my medical update, I think it deserves a piece all of its own so I’ll just say, “Film At 11!”. But with my doctor’s advice, suffice it to say I’m doing what I have to do and the world will never, ever be the same again. Damn, what a tease. I love you, Peeps. Until the next time, stay safe and be good and be sure that today and every day, make sure it’s a Day of Dougie. You’ll be glad you did.