The SHores of Nebraska

Tonight, I have heard "Dixie" . . . you folks are waving Confederate flags ((very loud screaming and shouting)) . . . In Hammond Indiana they gave away 10 Confederate flags as door prizes. Right outside of Chicago ((dozen men in white short sleeve shirts come up stage, smiling, one has American flag)) I was speaking on the South Side of Milwaukee to three thousand Polish-Americans on night in the campaign in Wisconsin . . . all I knew was that it was on the **South** side ... ((loud shouting, cheering)) and I went to Polish-Americans in the Serbian Village Hall, and there were that ((emphasis)) **many** more outside trying to get in, band on the stage ((emphasis)) a Village band ((claps)) was asked by the audience to play some Southern songs . . . ((long pause, shouts from audience from the silence)) . . . . . they played "Way Down Upon the Suwannee River " ((laughing)) that's the only song they could think of at the moment ((crowd starts to loudly shout “Dixie, Dixie!”)) and then the audience said, "Play Dixie", and they **did** play Dixie! ((cheering)) and three thousand Polish-Americans came to their feet, and not only sang the first verse of Dixie in English but them sang it in the Polish language ((long pause, some cheers, he looks up, down, out to them)) . . . and I can tell you ((long pause)) . . . that "Dixie" sounds good when it's sung in the Polish language on the great South Side of Milwaukee a thousand miles away from Jackson, Mississippi ((very, very loud cheering, laughing, cheering, crying)). One man ((pause)), one man, . . . shook my hand and said, "I've never been south of South Milwaukee” ((long pause)) . . . he said, . . . But ((pause)) “I'm a Southerner”. I'm a Southerner! ((crying, cheering)) ... do you know what he was saying? ((shouting, stunned effect, men hypnotized)) ... well ... He was saying ... He was saying, that there are those of us in the great city of Milwaukee ... who believe ... who believe, in the principle of local government, ((cheering)), the principle of the property ownership ((louder)) who believe that local people can determine some things for themselves ((shouting, cheering)) and we hope that you, ... Southerners ((loud screaming now)) ... will continue this fight. And a few miles out of Chicago, the band played Dixie. The crowd did roar a thousand miles away from Jackson, Mississippi ((ceaseless shouting and cheering)) . . . George Wallace pays homage to the American flag. But, you know, they fly the American flag over there, New York, at Columbia University . . . At Columbia University, they are raising money for, signing petitions apologizing . . . to the president of North Vietnam ((loud shouts, angry men)). They don’t fly the flag of Dixie in North Vietnam. It’s one of those places where they don’t. But, North Vietnam isn’t this place ((very loud shouting, cheering)), it isn’t the shores of Nebraska ((people are crying, men are shaking with emotion)).

I think you have to be an American, to understand the psyche of our culture. To understand our language. Our people. There are many influences. The tune, Suwannee River, has it’s roots in a tune from southern France. We are many people, and, you had to have been here for awhile, to understand the language. Of my people. Of America. Then you can understand, and feel, the human voice of America. And the power of it. America has a particular human voice, that can, when called for, resonate. Out of this melt came a new form, a psyche in the language, from many strange places, some even originating first with the gitanerias Gypsy slums. The real diversity of America isn’t this or that race, it is the diversity of subjects in our psyche that add to the satirical, political, social animal of our being. For the most part, it is the great enigmas of life which dominate ourselves in ways we do not fully understand, like short verses of the songs that are forever in our minds. We are Gypsies. But we are, everyone of us, Gypsy Kings – like the King Fish said, every man a King. What the enemy wants to do, is take the secret of a powerful, communal, language from us. The language isn’t one word, or a paragraph, or a speech – it something hidden in those words. And it is things, like our flags. I guess, they, the enemy, thinks they can take our flags away from us. And, in that way, shut us up. But it will never happen. You will never take down the flag of Dixie. Don’t you see? It’s forever. Or, at least, as long as there is an America.

It's got to be better than last year but I suspect we still need a better QB. Time will tell.

When strong appear weak to lure your enemy into a false sense of security.(Sun Tzu)

This is a great tatic in football also.

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