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PRESIDENT OBAMA GAVE A SPEECH TODAY. THE DONALD GAVE A SPEECH TODAY.

PRESIDENT OBAMA GAVE A SPEECH TODAY. THE DONALD GAVE A SPEECH TODAY. IT WAS LIKE THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN LISTENING TO MR. PEABODY AND SHERMAN.

FOR A FEW YEARS NOW, WE HAVE BEEN SATURATED WITH CONSPIRACY TALK

FOR A FEW YEARS NOW, WE HAVE BEEN SATURATED WITH CONSPIRACY TALK, RADIO, TV AND ESPECIALLY WEBSITES WHICH ALL SAY THAT THE GOVERNMENT IS TRYING TO KILL U.S. CITIZENS. WELL APPARENTLY, THOSE GOVERNMENT EMPLOYEES--POLICE, FIRE, EMERGENCY, FIRST RESPONDERS, SHELTER AND THE LIKE HAVE RISKED THEIR LIVES AROUND THE CLOCK OVER THE LAST FEW DAYS TRYING TO SAVE PEOPLE ANYWAY THEY CAN.

THIS IS THE STATUE THAT SHOULD BE DEFACED AND REMOVED.

THIS IS THE STATUE THAT SHOULD BE DEFACED AND REMOVED. THIS IDIOT RUSH LIMBAUGH HAS BEEN SAYING THAT THE IMPENDING HURRICANE IS A "CONSPIRACY" AND THE PRESS WAS HYPING COVERAGE OF HURRICANE IRMA TO "ADVANCE THIS CLIMATE CHANGE AGENDA." TODAY HE TRIED TO WALK AROUND HIS STATEMENTS WHEN HE ANNOUNCED THAT HE NEEDED TO LEAVE HIS SOUTHERN FLORIDA LOCATION FOR A FEW DAYS. HE IS A COMPLETE MORON AND HOPEFULLY HIS DEDICATED LISTENERS IN THE AREA ARE SMART ENOUGH TO REALIZE THIS AT LEAST TEMPORARILY.

Being Diabetic, my blood sugar is usually much higher than it should be.

Being Diabetic, my blood sugar is usually much higher than it should be. Because insulin is necessary--a rare thing happens not very often. It goes much too low. On these rare occasions, you can feel it happening. You start feeling like you are in a dream state. Reality becomes abnormal. You get dizzy. Hard to communicate. Hands start shaking. You can feel it physically. You can't function. If you don't get some sugar immediately--you can pass out. For whatever reason--the intense heat in Los Angeles has been causing a number of low blood sugar incidents. When one of these incidents came on yesterday, I was near a general store. I went to the candy section to grab something. I haven't eaten candy since I was in my 20's. And avoiding all sugar for 25 years of Diabetes. I knew I had to grab something and eat it fast. I saw something I have not had since I first ate them in 1963. SWEET TARTS. The memory of the special taste still lingered in me. As I bit into these small round treats, the tart flavor impacted me the same way it did some 55 years ago. It was a glorious moment as my equilibrium returned accompanied by the explosion of the bitter taste! I must carry some SWEET TARTS with me now at all times.

AN INTERESTING RADIO MUSIC TREND.

AN INTERESTING RADIO MUSIC TREND. Apparently, the public is tiring of current manufactured soulless sound-a-like music. All over America, CLASSIC HITS (mostly 80's, some 70's, tiny bit of 60's) and CLASSIC ROCK (more sophisticated 60's and 70's) radio stations are dominating in every market in America. Some coming in at #1 or at least in the top 3. The shift clearly says that music from the 60's-80's is real music and didn't come off of an assembly line of repetitive and monotonous drivel.

GLEN CAMPBELL had been one of my favorite artists

GLEN CAMPBELL had been one of my favorite artists from the first time I heard "Gentle On My Mind" 50 years ago--and he was one of the first crossover country-to-pop performers who could appeal to very different audiences at the same time. His string of hits which included "Wichita Lineman," "By the Time I Get to Phoenix," "Southern Nights," "Rhinestone Cowboy," "Country Boy," "Galveston" and so many others are timeless. It was thrilling when he decided to come on my worldwide Yahoo! live audio show for an hour some years ago. The number of 1960's hits he played guitar on before he became famous is extensive as is his association with the Beach Boys.

JERRY LEWIS

I I LOVED HIS MOVIES AS A CHILD. I'VE WATCHED THEM MANY TIMES A S AN ADULT. I GOT TO HEAR HIM GIVE A RARE LECTURE IN THE LATE 1970s. HUMANITARIAN, ENTERTAINER UNLIKE ANYBODY ELSE.

40 YEARS AGO on July 16, 1977, late afternoon, two friends and I had just finished bowling in the San Fernando Valley.

40 YEARS AGO on July 16, 1977, late afternoon, two friends and I had just finished bowling in the San Fernando Valley. We got into the car and radio station KLOS was put on. The station was known for playing the more sophisticated rock music of its time which today would be considered 70's classic rock. Accustomed to hearing either a song playing or a commercial, we couldn't figure out why the DJ was talking about Elvis. After all, KLOS never played Elvis music--never ever. It soon became clear that something had happened. THE KING WAS DEAD. And then switching to other stations, the same was happening all over LA radio. Before the Beatles, Elvis had been number one with Baby Boomers. Although Elvis had gained some weight in later years, he had a squeaky clean image. As information came in over the next few days, it did not deviate from this squeaky clean image. He died of a heart attack and there was nothing mysterious.
At that time, ABC network had a Hollywood gossip reporter. She came on the air and shocked the nation by saying that the coroner of Los Angeles would be releasing in the next few days, a report that says Elvis died of multiple drug abuse which caused the heart attack. The nation was furious--at ABC's reporter. She was the only one reporting this allegation. They condemned this woman for daring to say anything bad about Boy Scout Elvis. A few days later, the report came out exactly as she had said it would. The truth would soon be revealed in a number of made for TV movies and books.
My first Elvis album was "Blue Hawaii" and I played it over and over, particularly mesmerized by a song called "Can't Help Falling In Love." In later years I would have the opportunity to talk to Elvis' "Memphis Mafia" members, his new in-laws when his father remarried and to his guitarist Scotty Moore. The Los Angeles Film School where I was a professor for many years used to be RCA Records. It turns out Elvis used to come into my office and chat with a publicist in the 60's and 70's. I had an Elvis movie poster in my office. One of my biggest regrets in life: Sometime in the early 70's I had tickets to see Elvis. As that day progressed I just started feeling really ill. I took my temperature. It was 106 and would not go down. I almost went anyway, but then decided it might not be a really good idea to have a major illness episode during an Elvis concert. I gave the tickets to a big fan.

The ultimate dishonesty/deceptive REALTOR story that happened to me

I want to share the ultimate dishonesty/deceptive REALTOR story that happened to me about 30 years ago when I decided to sell my Burbank house. At the time—one real estate firm was dominating the marketplace in Los Angeles. Merill Lynch. From my window, I could see the 3 distinctive red and white signs on 3 different properties representing others selling their homes. I noticed that 2 of them had the same realtors listed (it was a team of 2 women) and I watched as those properties sold very quickly. Most of you know how the real estate game is played. Any realtor can sell any property listed and split the commission profit with the “listing agent.” The ultimate goal is to be the “listing agent” on as many properties as possible. If the “listing agent” sells the property themselves, they get to keep the entire profit themselves (which they share with their broker) and if another realtor sells the property, they automatically get to split with them just for being the “listing agent.” Sometimes there are questionable efforts made by realtors to try and get a listing—but many play by the rules. I decided to give any and all realtors the chance to sell the property and keep the entire profit for themselves. If that didn't work after one month, I would call the women who had been so successful in moving properties right from my own window view.
The open Internet (other than CompuServe and AOL) had not been invented yet, and so everybody in Los Angeles used a printed newspaper called the RECYCLER to do all the things that everybody would be eventually doing on Craigslist. I ran an ad stating that I want to give any realtor the chance to sell my property for a 30-day period. That I would not list with anybody during this time and they have the same opportunity as others to sell the house. I received dozens of phone calls from realtors. “I have the buyer for your property.” “Great!” I said. “Bring them by, let's make a deal and I have a lawyer all ready to close the transaction.” They never showed up. I remember one annoyingly aggressive fellow who called and demanded that I list with him. “I can sell your house right away!” I told him to do it then and then informed him that after 30 days, I would be listing with these two ladies at Merill Lynch. He demanded to know why. “Because I watched them sell 2 properties right from my window.” This wasn't good enough apparently. “How do you know they are capable of selling YOUR home?” Such BS became very routine in these phone calls.
Then I got a call from a local Burbank realtor. He was direct and to the point. “I have 2 clients who both want to buy your home. A couple and a single woman. I would like to bring the couple over first tonight to try and work out a deal.” “That would be fantastic” I said. 
Later that night, a man somewhere between 65-75 arrived with a couple. The couple was young—probably about 23. They wanted to buy their first home. We all sat down for an hour holding discussions. Something nagged at me. The way the couple was casually dressed (America had not become a nation of total slobs yet), the way they spoke, their excessive enthusiasm for everything the realtor said, just made me wonder. They were going to go home and think about the terms and get back immediately. 
Not a problem. The realtor had another woman lined up for the next night. The next night, a woman in her 40's, showed up with the realtor and we again sat down for an hour and discussed terms, prices, etc. She also was going to think about it and get right back.
The next day, the realtor called me.
“I need to come by and have you sign the listing agreement” he said. “What are you talking about?” I said.
“We need to formalize the listing arrangement.”
I reminded him that I was very clear about the manner in which I was trying to sell the house for 30 days.
“That's all right. We'll just sign it now and if 30 days goes by, then it will be listed with me.”
I reminded him that I clearly already stated that if there was no sale at the end of 30 days I am listing with the 2 ladies from Merill Lynch.
Not only did I never hear from him again, I guess the young couple and the lady must have all changed their minds.
A month later while shopping, I ran into the lady in Burbank.
“I thought you really wanted to buy the house” I said.
“Oh no,” she explained. “I'm just a friend of the realtor
and I was doing a favor for him.”
Apparently this guy, a licensed realtor, decided that if he put on a show by having some overly-eager people show up to pretend to want to buy the house, I would immediately list with him.
After 30 days, none of these other realtors showed up with their “buyers.” And I listed the house with the women at Merill Lynch.
The two ladies sold the house very quickly and I still can't believe that somebody would go out of their way to put on this charade. And think somebody would fall for it.

UNIVERSAL HEALTH CARE

In 6 months I get Medicare. I could easily just say "Too Bad. Go Fight Your Own Health Care Battles." Fortunately--I was taught early on in a Rogers Park elementary school how to quickly do math in my head. My computations tell me that we are headed towards a situation where millions of people with pre-existing conditions will have a choice between paying for (health care + medications) OR (rent + food). UNACCEPTABLE for a developed nation. UNIVERSAL HEALTH CARE for all Americans in 2020 when a Democratic administration will return and force unethical health care companies into the fidget-spinner making business.

STRANGE THINGS #9

STRANGE THINGS #9
I will be presenting a series of some odd, weird, bizarre, strange things that have happened in my life.
5 years ago I had a vivid nightmare that was not only frightening because of its storyline, but because of its visual form of presentation to me--and then the ultimate aftermath. Most of our dreams are revealed to us in the perceived form of video (like a live baseball game) as opposed to the unique contrast look of films and motion pictures. This dream was like no other I had ever had. It was Ultra High Definition 4K Video and as bright as can be. As a result, when I awoke from it, it was still as clear as can be. I had it on a Sunday night. On the west border of Burbank and North Hollywood on Magnolia Blvd. near Valley St., there is a strip mall. It has a 31 Flavors/Baskin Robbins and an insurance firm. I saw these as bright and clear as can be in the dream. I dreamed that just as I passed 31 Flavors, a 1970's multi-purple conversion van was coming up on me in the left lane. I was in the right lane. It suddenly came over into my lane, causing a horrific accident, sending my vehicle flying. That's when I woke up terrified. When is the last time that you have seen a 1970's conversion van anywhere at any time? It had been 20 years since I saw one, let alone an all purple themed one with a multitude of purple toned colors. I just dismissed this as bizarre and didn't think about it again. That is until Thursday of the same week. I was coming down Magnolia Blvd. in the exact same spot, saw the 31 Flavors and suddenly remembered, "I had a nightmare about being here a few days ago." I suddenly glanced at my left mirror. Coming up on my left side was a 1970's conversion van in all different shades of purple tones. "OH SHIT!" I thought and immediately pulled over to the right where some parking spaces were available as the van passed by. By now I was breathing hard, was shaking, and was totally freaked out. I just sat there for 10 minutes before I could regain the composure to continue on. A specific warning from another dimension? A coincidence too extraordinary? To this day I have never seen another 1970's conversion van--of any color or theme.

June is "No Kardashian/Jenner" month in America

Dear Media--June is "No Kardashian/Jenner" month in America. For 30 days, we do not want to see or hear anything about anybody named Kardashian or Jenner. None of these people mean anything to us. They do not affect our lives in any manner. They do not advance our civilization in any way, shape or form. Please give us a one month reprieve. Thank You--300 Million + Americans.

I saw "The Shaggy Dog" in 1959 when I was 6 years old.

Like millions of baby boomers, I saw "The Shaggy Dog" in 1959 when I was 6 years old. I just decided to watch it again for the second time, remembering only that it was about a teenage boy who would turn into a sheep dog. What I realized this second time around is that this film introduced millions of children to occultism, black magic, sorcery, Egyptian supernatural concepts, mysticism and shape shifting. Yes, we've all heard the rumors over the years: Walt Disney, being a 33rd degree Mason, placed occult symbolism in all of his animated films. It is true that you can find quite a bit of this and hidden sexual things in Disney films. This must be considered. A 6-year-old in 1959 is very different than a 6-year-old today. With only 3 TV channels and the movie theater, children in 1959 took what they saw on the big screen and little screen very seriously. "The Twilight Zone" on TV was scary. Alfred Hitchcock movies were beyond frightening. A 6-year old today just laughs at this stuff now. I did not watch "The Shaggy Dog" again planning to prove the Disney 666 theory. The intention was just for fun. But as I watched it, it became apparent that it is INUNDATED with occult concepts and symbolism. And I realized that I like millions of baby boomers, received our first exposure and an early education in black magic and the occult courtesy of Disney.

YOU ARE MOST LIKELY AWARE OF THE FYRE FESTIVAL

YOU ARE MOST LIKELY AWARE OF THE FYRE FESTIVAL WHICH HAS BECOME THE NEW JOKE ON THE INTERNET AFTER THOUSANDS OF COMPLAINING WEALTHY MILLENIALS PAYING THOUSANDS FOR TICKETS FOR A BAHAMAS-STYLE COACHELLA--WERE INSTEAD TREATED TO: FEMA-LIKE TENTS, NO SECURITY, NO TOP BANDS, QUISINE CONSISTING OF A PIECE OF BREAD, SLICE OF CHEESE AND TINY BIT OF LETTUCE, NOWHERE TO CHARGE THEIR PHONES, NO CLEAN WATER AND A COMPLETE LACK OF THE AMENITIES THEY ARE ACCUSTOMED TO.
THE BIG QUESTION IS:
HOW WOULD THESE FOLKS HAVE SURVIVED WOODSTOCK?

YOU KNOW YOU'RE GETTING OLD WHEN MRS. ROBINSON STARTS LOOKING REALLY YOUNG TO YOU.

AND NOW IT'S PEPSI--FOR THOSE WHO THINK YOUNG

The tall man and the short portly man

STRANGE THINGS #8

I will be presenting a series of some odd, weird, bizarre, strange things that have happened in my life.

In 1984, I went down to the legendary MGM Studios to see an advanced screening of a movie called "Garbo Talks."

15 minutes after the film started, I noticed a tall man and a short portly man coming in late down my row to 2 seats that were available near me. They were just shadows and were not adjusted yet to the change in lighting perception. The tall man stepped on my foot unintentionally while trying to get through and said "excuse me," I looked up and said "no problem." When I looked up I realized that the tall man was Burt Reynolds and the short man was his best friend Dom DeLuise. I found the situation to be quite a funny surprise. Upon leaving the theater, I went up and talked to him, realizing that we might not meet again. He was very friendly.