Richard Crowson Commentary

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Crowson: Kobach 451

Jul 13, 2016

This year the book selection for The Big Read is Ray Bradbury’s dystopian masterpiece, Fahrenheit 451.


We’re all used to the well-intended but slightly threadbare cliché: “Just take comfort in the wonderful memories. As long as you have those, that loved one isn’t really gone.”

But sometimes, those old words of comfort ring true. For enthusiasts of bluegrass and old-time mountain music, dealing with the recent loss of Ralph Stanley, that phrase gives particular comfort. 

I got tired of tripping over our old dining chairs, stored in our basement. We replaced them months ago, but I tend to hang onto things too long. This past Saturday, we put all seven out by the curb with a sign saying “free.”

Throughout the day, I’d glance out the window, expecting them to be gone. But, no. There they sat, as cars impertinently flew by.

Roco Julie, flickr Creative Commons

What??! Kansas legislators get lifetime pensions as if they made over $90,000 when their annual pay is really $15,000? Sweet! I bet they sing this song in some of those closed-door meetings they love to have:

Ah, the end of the school year. I remember the giddy anticipation of those last days before summer vacation. My head was filled with visions of sandlot baseball games, summer camp and a later-than-normal bedtime after going on a lightning bug hunt. Waa-hoo! Three months of no school!


When are we here in the Sunflower State going to bow to reality and change the Kansas nickname? After all, the “sun” in “sunflower” connotes bright, open light: “Ah, the Sunflower State! Why, this must be a place where a plethora of sunshine permeates the plains with perpetual political openness!”


There’s a mesmerizing video making the rounds lately on the Internet. It’s a computer animation of the sinking of the Titanic. The whole thing takes place in “real time,” meaning in exactly the amount of time that the real sinking happened: 2 hours and 40 minutes. The tragedy unfolds at a languid pace in an eerie silence.

Senator Jerry Moran actually had the gall to suggest that Congress ought to do what the Constitution says it should do and hold hearings on the President’s Supreme Court nominee, Merrick Garland. Right-wingers went ballistic and slapped him down so quickly that his little Cowardly Lion bow almost fell out of his hair!

Oh, I say tomato, you say tomah-to,
Ok, forget I ever said tomato
You scared me! A lot – Oh! I’ll switch to tomah-to!
Let’s call the hearings off.

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This time of year the political news during Kansas’ legislative sessions always gets grimmer and grimmer, and grimmer and grimmer. For the sake of our mental health some of us must seek diversion.

And every recent year, much of that happy diversion has come in the form of Shocker basketball. Coach Marshall probably doesn’t suspect that in addition to shouldering responsibility for getting his team into the playoffs, he’s in charge of keeping progressives like me from utter, devastating despondency.


When the news gets too grim, as it so often does here in Kansas, I seek solace in walks with our Airedale, Lucy.

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