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The late Ralph E. Williams with "Heidi" - morris mn

The late Ralph E. Williams with "Heidi" - morris mn
Click on the image to read Williams family reflections w/ emphasis on UMM.

Thursday, November 30, 2023

Dismal start to girls basketball

Is it true that the MACA girls basketball team scored only eleven points in the first half of Tuesday's opener? The game was played here at Tiger Center. Our fans were presumably downcast as they watched. Would seem to be the normal human reaction. 
Might be a little taboo for me to observe this. We're supposed to be overwhelmingly positive as we note youth activities at all levels. But we know the feelings of fans deep down as they observe their team scoring eleven points in the first half of a basketball game. My argument would be: let's not be in denial. Let's admit our disappointment. That would be step one. 
My history in this community is one of not hesitating to ask questions about whether the coaching by a particular individual at a particular time is what we should expect. But simply asking such a question can get fingers pointed at you. Girls basketball in Morris has been through too many down periods in its history. And of course there have been some bright parts too. But the competitive caliber overall has disappointed. 
Morris history includes way too much defensiveness on the part of the faculty and certain of their friends out in the community. I am certain that this problem does not exist to the extent it once did. The really negative history dates back pretty far now. In the end we saw pretty considerable pushback against it, as people rose up because of feelings that had become so strong. They asserted themselves even with risks to their livelihoods. 
Some had to back off because of the specter that I just cited: retribution. It was a palpable fear. The teachers had too much power at one time. They were incredibly "tribal." They showed traits of clique behavior, quite in spades. They had house parties a lot. Certain non-teachers got drawn into their orbit. It was the kind of phenomenon you might associate with a small community. 
I have suggested that a sociologist could have camped here in the 1980s and collected notes for a book. 
In the end some heads did roll, one in particular. That person left under the convenient guise of having found some other opportunity. His departure was presented that way by the network of people who had been the problem. And look, if the person in question did in fact find a fruitful opportunity, was able to be productive in a way that uplifted everyone around him, well amen and hallelujah! That's what life is all about. 
The negative forces of which I speak tried turning their Howitzers on me. In the short run it failed. To the extent these efforts actually limited my ability to operate as a media person, the kids would have suffered. But the interests of the Morris teachers or at least a considerable faction of them, had to come first. The "insurgency" that came forward against them had success but to a limited degree. The time period here is the late 1980s. The dust sort of settled. Sort of. 
None of what I am writing is to suggest that the Morris system has any problem of a comparable nature today. Even though I am well "out of the loop" compared to "the old days," I can feel quite certain that it's a properly directed environment for the kids. The honor rolls are lengthy as they should have been all along. 
But I am downcast as you might surmise, prompted as I am to remember the tough sledding that we once saw with Morris girls basketball through considerable stretches of time. While at the same time, the small schools that dotted our area could sometimes do laps around some of our programs. And you'd experience the wrath of God if you simply tried to point out the obvious in your wanderings around town. 
The prevailing clique of Morris teachers failed to dislodge me even after they succeeded in getting a toady of theirs appointed as Morris newspaper editor. I was beaten down and belittled over many years but not actually dislodged. To the extent that my self-esteem as destroyed, I could no longer perform up to my potential as a local journalist. So I endured years of simply surviving. 
I may have gotten two major reprieves that at least extended my longevity, if longevity was the thing that mattered. One was my opportunity to take over the sports department of the Hancock Record newspaper. With that work I only had to answer to Katie Erdman and Jim Morrison, two people with a grip on things. They were realistic and honest people, quite human. 
The second was my step in taking over the work of Howard Moser when he had to leave the company for health reasons. So I became the company's van driver. 
The adjusted responsibilities got me though a considerable period of time. And you know what? I loved journalism enough just to be close to it. Can't you tell, if you have paid attention to my online journalism to any extent over the last 12 years? 
There was a spell of over three years after I left the Morris paper when I did no writing at all. That shows how beaten to a pulp my self-esteem had become. 
The final blow which I could not survive was probably the letter to the editor from Dr. Busian. Not that anything like that was totally isolated. The agenda of the Morris teachers union from the 1980s will always stand out. Such nauseatingly political people. Intransigent. Clever enough to couch their arguments as being "for the kids" which is how any advocates on school matters are going to speak. Really they were always just "looking out for their own," seeking "maximum pay for (frankly) minimal work" - of course that would make their blood boil - and wanting job security for all in their preferred social circle. "Social" should get special emphasis there. 
We had a girls basketball coach who should have simply gotten a non-renewal of her appointment after two years. Many people saw this person as immensely likeable. I will not say she was not likeable. Her whole family projected sort of an endearing quality, which might make me misty, but hey there was a job to be done. The appropriate administrator with the appropriate job should have just done the right thing. That comes with the territory for that person's job. 
The one coach I cite here was just a case study. We had "systemic" problems of this nature through the 1980s and maybe a little beyond. Because I chose to speak of this in an unvarnished way sometimes, I was vilified by a certain "party crowd," the coterie of "good old boys" you might say. House parties. Get the picture? 
Mary Holmberg is an immensely popular person today. But a look at school history would show she was a head girls basketball coach with a mediocre record. And I'd be vilified just for saying that. I have written that Mary had a player named Julie Huebner who I think today would be a Division I recruit as a post player. 
People will stomp on me for saying all this - they'd find a reason - because if nothing else it's ancient history. To that I'd say "so what? It's history." 
Holmberg left that coaching role in a manner that had no controversy, as I recall. So that was nice. It was one of her successors that reflected so strongly the type of problems I am recalling here. 
People pounce on me for so many reasons. Back in the day they'd say "we don't judge success by wins and losses." I actually don't think that has currency now. Most people would think it fair to at least weigh wins and losses. "School is about academics." Again I see this as a quite dated argument. I do not think pure "academics" as in biology courses carries as much weight as before. 
I strongly believe in the year 2023 that music, theater and sports are the most important part of school with the incredible enrichment they provide, and that "academics" with its horrible drudgery can take a back seat. Quite far to the back. Teachers can impart some knowledge. But kids can advance their knowledge in so many ways outside of the classroom today. 
School should simply be a safe and uplifting experience. Considerable emphasis should be placed on the so-called "extracurricular," even to the extent that we ought to talk about wins, losses and scores. It's sort of the way the games are set up. The teachers of old would want me strung up for the things I am saying here. I wouldn't fear them as much now. I had a career of 27 years. I was able to stay close to journalism. I lived my dreams. 
 
Carry a tune?
As a footnote: Am I the only local journalist who has even insinuated anything negative about the Morris school musical? Of course the Morris newspaper wouldn't touch any such thought, not with a ten-foot pole. But maybe a "reviewer" could have shared with us the suggestion that a lot of the singing was downright terrible, off-pitch. 
The newspaper publisher constantly hits us over the head with how we need the paper - pony up, please - as a "watchdog" which means it might step on toes sometimes. But does the paper ever truly behave like that? It's all talk. And if I understand the publisher correctly from his redundant columns, he seems to argue that the government should subsidize newspapers. Well we all would like free money from the government, right? Nice racket if you can succeed with it. 
But I would argue that the last thing we need is a symbiotic relationship between newspapers and the government. 
The newspaper wants all this support while having a website that is almost totally worthless. 
When will the newspaper be reporting on the girls basketball game? When can we see details from this blowout loss? Next Tuesday? The paper used to be twice a week. It gets scaled back while the price of course goes up. 
And with Brett Miller having left the radio station, we're left with almost nothing. Obviously something could be done about this in our digital age. And it wouldn't take much. 
So our girls basketball team scored eleven points in the first half Tuesday. People need to be asking questions. I think it's safe to at least ask some questions in our present time. In a past time you could pick up a scarlet letter in this community. 
The Tigers lost their Tuesday game to Breckenridge 60-28.
No pep band? That's what sources tell me.
- Brian Williams - morris mn minnesota - bwilly73@yahoo.com

Monday, November 27, 2023

Are we just going to let this happen?

It might be hard for us to remember a time when we could consume our daily news and not have Donald Trump at or near the top of the cycle. We might ask ourselves if it's even possible to go back to a pre-Trump life in America. Republican candidates for high office would come and go, some having more success than others. That was normal life. The Democratic Party has never departed from normal life. The Democrats present their policy proposals and then we can weigh them. Really we are thinking more about policy than personality. 
Well, you know what my next observation is here: Trump is the overwhelming presence with his personality. When his supporters say they agree with him on something, anything, it really seems a case of those followers being told what to think. 
Can't we let go of him?
Would his followers, if left alone to hash things out, really arrive at skepticism about Ukraine's interests? Or, to feel sympathy with Putin and Russia? You know the answer I am suggesting. 
This morning there is a news item about how Canada is struggling to put forth sufficient support for Ukraine. The reason being: influence from south of their border from the MAGA element. 
Another item this morning is Trump's pronouncement that when he's in office again, he would readily use the military for domestic law enforcement. His supporters would simply nod as they always do. 
We in the Morris area are heavily MAGA. I don't know what it is about living in rural western Minnesota these days. We all have to try to understand it. 
Sometimes political fashions will rise and fall. But consider how old Trump-ism is now. Going way back to the fall of 2016, maybe even a little earlier. Ever since then, we can awaken on any given morning to find Trump's face in a photo at or near the top of the news. Is this "Alice Through the Looking Glass?" I mean, with the many serious and legitimate indictments against him, the protracted legal battles, the jousting with Judge Chutkan who was actually confirmed for her judgeship on a unanimous vote? 
Can you imagine that, get your arms around it? 
 
The halting response
A sane mind would have concluded in no time that what happened on Jan. 6 was a horrible abomination that required intervention from our law enforcement resources, quite readily. Should have been a total no-brainer. And by this I mean, going right to the top instead of picking off one-by-one all the really inconsequential "small fish" - in many cases damaging or ruining their lives - when in fact they were just following specious proclamations from on top. 
Specious? Wouldn't nearly all people with a modicum of intelligence have realized that Trump's pronouncements were such? So why the fog of irrationality and denial? Why not ask more questions about why someone like Rudy Giuliani with his alcohol abuse issues was put in such an important position? 
What about Steve Bannon? Remember the well-known photo of him shortly after his arrest in which he looked so horribly disheveled? In every way imaginable like with his long hair? Unkempt overall appearance? So incredibly ironic that people who fashion themselves "conservative" would attach themselves to this shady person. Were I to present myself with his appearance here in Morris, I'd be told off and insulted right to my face. 
Trump pardoned Bannon.
Some people didn't want Giuliani in the same room with them because he'd "break things." Remember that news item? And yet a near plurality of Americans, perhaps a real plurality, want to go along with Trump as his photo appears at or near the top of the news every day. 
Why can't we instead feel embarrassment or some sadness about what has been unleashed on this country? Women having to fight back on abortion, an issue that we felt had been pretty much settled by "Roe." Of course it's an uncomfortable issue. Always will be. But, it was more or less settled.  
Big headline recently was about this J.D. Vance fellow, a real untrustworthy sort, now speaking of "exceptions" on abortion. Some of you fail to think these things through at all. Because, it's more involved than you think. "For the health or life of the mother." Well, which is it? And if you sign up for either of these "exceptions," doesn't your normal good sense tell you there's ambiguity you could drive a truck through? 
It isn't good enough for a law to seem reasonable on vague principle. Terms must be defined once the legal machinations kick in. Lawyers wearing suits get enlisted. What really constitutes "life of the mother?" Where are the parameters? 
And women as a whole are offended that matters like these are thrown into the public arena to be hashed out - makes them seem like pawns, as if they're causing inconvenience for us all. 
"Leave us alone," women appear to be saying en masse. They just want their reproductive freedom and health choices left for themselves. "Roe" was never a complete buffer vs. Republican politicians anyway. It has always been a battle. 
Steve Boyd, candidate
So we have a new GOP congressional candidate here in western Minnesota, Trump country. And he's going at Republican incumbent Michelle Fischbach from the right. One concludes as much reading Steve Boyd's positions and philosophy. So western Minnesota looks like a barometer for how far MAGA can go. 
At present I cannot bet against MAGA, not at all. So I feel very little Christmas spirit this year, not with the specter of Trump unleashing the military for domestic law enforcement. Trump is saying that he "would have wide latitude to call up units." 
I remember when the author Tom Clancy was on Larry King (CNN) once. They were talking about law enforcement at the border. Use the military to arrest people? King asked. Clancy had a look like he was going to have to educate Mr. King. He said "soldiers don't arrest people, soldiers kill people." 
Oh, it could never get that far? Our fears about Trump and MAGA are always borne out. When there's ambiguity, Trump will seize whatever power he can get. I remember the news anchor saying "it is unclear if Trump can fire the chair of the Federal Reserve." Unclear? Why is it unclear? Maybe the firing would be based on conduct unbecoming or something like that? Trump would argue that it's conduct unbecoming for the chair to advance certain policy positions. 
Oh, you think that's a reach? Trump would have his cadre of lawyers at the ready as he always does. And they try to sue anyone and everyone. Even Bob Woodward. They might come after me someday. Well, I have had a good life. I am staying in rural western Minnesota regardless. 
Will Steve Boyd be our new congressman? Could well happen. He's probably a decent guy to know personally. I have personal friends like that, some of whom have drifted from me because of politics. I have a friend who thought the estimable Robert Mueller was really behaving like he was part of a "banana republic." Such is America, 2023. 
I cannot say "Merry Christmas" under these circumstances, really. I did not write an original Christmas song to have recorded this year. First time in ten years. I may resume next year if some of our normal sanity returns. If Trump storms back into power, maybe people like me will disappear, be sent to "re-education camps." 
Russia with the help of Trump may invade and conquer Sweden. Are you OK with that? Remind you of stuff that happened in the 1930s? But this time we'd be "the bad guys." I guess we already have been, in Vietnam, I mean with chemical weapons too.
We could always elect people who are lovers instead of haters.
- Brian Williams - morris mn minnesota - bwilly73@yahoo.com

Saturday, November 25, 2023

"Black Friday" hardly a big deal here

The term "Black Friday" did not exist through much of my life. I'd be broadly guessing as to when it began. The longer one's life, the harder it can become to pin things down in time. I remember being immediately put-off by the term. How to expand on my feelings about that? I groped for words on this once, then got a little help from a fellow traveler in journalism in this part of the state. From Glenwood actually. 
My old fellow travelers have been following me into retirement or at least into our more disengaged days. So John Stone wrote a column where he reflected my feelings on "Black Friday." Put-off like me, he wrote that the term sounded "somber" rather than uplifting. There's the word I was looking for! I'd like to think that normally I can fetch the right word. 
So we'd hear the term "Black Friday" in the run-up to the weekend that through my youth was only known for Thanksgiving. Thanksgiving was truly the event. It was just common sense that the day after would be a good time to go to Alexandria for an outing, checkbook at the ready. The days before debit cards! 
Oh, it's quite the faux pas to make the Alexandria reference, at least by the standards of our Chamber of Commerce. Or, should I say what passes for our Chamber of Commerce here in Motown. Is it merely vestigial? 
Morris does not seem the hotspot for retail business activity. Maybe in fact we have stopped trying. We have decided here in Motown to define ourselves in other ways. 
I have these thoughts after having visited our business district on Friday. Yes on "Black Friday," what is presumed to be the most hectic day of the year for business and shopping activity. It's probably not just a media-fueled myth, but in order to appreciate it you probably have to visit the so-called "big box stores." This calls for another reference to Alexandria. Alex has the shopping assets right in line with that, all the bells and whistles you might say. 
So I'm guessing that Wal-Mart and Target were abuzz. It's just a guess because maybe the "Black Friday" reputation is inflated, or maybe it has experienced some decline. Why the heck is this one day late in November deemed so essential for crowding into stores and buying "stuff?" 
Christmas gifts? We have a whole month yet. I would argue the whole concept of Christmas gifts is overrated. How do you really know what a loved one would want or appreciate? How much Christmas gift money really ends up more or less wasted - stuff that people don't really need or want? Mere "notions." Showing love hardly requires this gesture on our part. Give people money and they'll go out and get things that for sure they will appreciate. 
Is Christmas overrated? We don't know the date of Christ's birth anyway. Our Christ-centered Christmas grew out of a pagan holiday. I learned that back in the '70s from Garner Ted Armstrong who was ahead of his time with the kind of talk radio show that he presented. 
Our public institutions like schools cannot touch the connection between Christ and any "holiday." I think that's totally understandable. It's understandable especially in light of how Christianity in America year 2023 has taken on such a political tone. The "Christianity" as embraced in most of America now is right wing, getting more entrenched that way all the time. 
The trend has taken over in spades here in rural western Minnesota. First Lutheran Church's last full-time pastor put himself forward as someone adhering to some left-of-center principles. Could I live with that? Oh I could personally accept it but I could sense his inclinations might be an actual kiss of death for my First Lutheran Church. It appears my fears have been borne out in that regard. 
Christian pastors have become hesitant and even fearful, about their own careers, if they quote from Jesus Christ's Sermon on the Mount. Our Savior was hardly the type who would get on board with MAGA and Trump. 
So strange, our inclinations as human beings. We try to put Christ above all else (except maybe Trump) but then we'll lodge grievances about hearing some of the actual quotes from Our Savior. Oh, "liberal" and "woke." Those type of protestations. I might assume this type of attitude is a faddish thing, to fade and become a source of embarrassment someday. I'd like to just assume that. But I am genuinely fearful in this "holiday season" of 2023. 
Are we going through the motions, merely, with "holiday cheer" as our subconscious impulse tells us we really aren't that "Christian?" Have we fallen for the pied piper-like effect of "conservative media?" The steady diet of which we get from 95 percent of AM Radio? And now we have a serious congressional candidate from out here in the rural hinterlands who is more conservative than our incumbent election-denying office-holder Michelle Fischbach. 
So will Fischbach start to be described as a moderate or even a liberal? Is the fever going to break? The challenger says "life begins at conception." Now that you know that, I need not review for you all of his other policy positions. It's all very consistent. 
Did we really need the abortion issue thrust at us again, thanks to the Supreme Court ruling which had some justices appearing to contradict past statements or pledges? Kavanaugh? "I like beer." 
Funny thing about staunch abortion opponents. It appears as merely an act by them. By that I mean sometimes there's a news item about an abortion foe having been discovered to have paid for an abortion for a lover. By the same token, when a staunch abortion foe finds there is someone in their family circle who is having issues with a pregnancy, calling for consideration of abortion, they'll do an about-face and be sympathetic with that family member. Do as I say, not as I do? 
But the "pro-life" position sells so well, right? And the evangelicals love Trump so much even though he just recently referred to the evangelicals of Iowa as "pieces of shit." Oh, he'll get their votes anyway. There is no rational basis for understanding why. God didn't intend for us flawed mortals to figure all these things out, n'est-ce pas?

"Black Friday" in Morris
To complete my little story of going downtown on so-called "Black Friday," well I was on bike and pulled up to a building where I was going to do some business. Businesses would really be "hopping" on this day, right? Ahem. . . There were no cars parked around the building. In a small town we pay attention to where the cars are, or where they are not. 
I walked up to the door, pulled, and of course it was locked! 
Meals on Wheels was closed for Friday too. Why? Don't the meal recipients have a need? What are they supposed to do over the full four days? So that's it: business and normal operations will be shutting down, ironically, on this day noted for bustling activity. 
Many people will like the "four-day weekend."
I stopped in to Sarlettes Music where Del observed there were no cars parked on main street. Main street! What does it even mean anymore? It meant a lot when I was a kid. So, we do not have a real main street in the traditional sense, plus we have no big box stores. What do we have then?
- Brian Williams - morris mn minnesota - bwilly73@yahoo.com

Wednesday, November 22, 2023

"Where are you from?" Neat question

Your blog host is photographed at the starting place on Grantsburg WI's main street for the "Syttende Mai Run." A 16.2-mile running challenge that was an annual spectacle in western Wisconsin. A rural Donnelly man supplied the impetus and work to make it what it was. I found that a Don's Cafe waitress just in the past year was from the town.
 
I once photographed UMM students in an array of their activities. If it was a small group and I had the chance to talk with them, I was fond of asking their hometowns. Interesting to see where all these interesting kids come from. There was also a chance I might have some small connection to a particular town. So upon learning the town I'd ask "Do you know. . ." 
We can be reminded it's a small world. I also thought the newspaper's readers would share the interest in where all these young people were from. 
A couple years ago I was hosted for a little social at the band practice room of the HFA. I had earned this little session by of course giving financially to UMM, specifically to the U of M Foundation. Well why shouldn't I? UMM is the reason my family settled here. Both my parents made a living from the institution. Me? The community never really figured me out. I did manage to stay out of prison. So today I'm acknowledged as a benefactor for the institution. 
So I was hosted for the little social and chat by two persons, one of whom happened to be Janet Schrunk Ericksen who was climbing the ladder to be the top person of the august place. I spell her name right unlike our local paper. I believe Janet was "interim" at the time. 
I cite this because part of the little event was for a group of about four UMM students to perform on their instruments. For little old me? Well, money does have its reach. A friend has advised me that I am not alone in noting that when you give money nowadays, "they just want more." Our City of Morris got a rude awakening on that in connection with the softball complex. The city was nice enough to make a commitment as a partner in the venture. Then the promoters returned to say more was needed. Well what did you expect? 
It was probably awkward for the city leaders to say "no" this time, but say no they did. In doing so, they emphasized that they had been nice enough the first time around to make the positive gesture. 
In my case, do I simply give more? In the case of our public school, I most certainly do. So for the second straight year I am making gestures in that direction. It's all about music for yours truly. I think music, theater and sports are more important than academics these days. Kind of a sea change but I really believe that. "Academics" should be gentle and user-friendly. Music, theater and sports yield a far greater sense of reward. They actually make you smarter too. 
OK I'm going the long way around the barn in this post for today. When the little quartet performed for me at UMM - serenaded? - I walked up to them afterward and told them about my old practice with the newspaper of asking kids' hometowns. So of course I repeated the old habit right there! They recited where they were from, very interesting. 
Sometimes when I encounter a UMM student as a downtown worker, I'll do the same thing. "Where are you from?" And in some cases I might be able to say "Oh, do you know. . ." 
Or I might have some past personal experience tucked away in my memory from that place. I'll share with the student and then we might talk a couple minutes longer. Interesting interpersonal experience, wouldn't you say? 
So in the past year, I discover that a server at a hospitality establishment was from the western Wisconsin town of Grantsburg. Grantsburg! The student graduated in the spring and I congratulated her. I needn't be so formal as to say "hospitality establishment." It was Don's Cafe. 
My eyes brightened on hearing the town's name. "Grantsburg." For eight years of the middle adult portion of my life, I traveled there in mid-May for a major distance-running event. The event was in conjunction with the Syttende Mai observance, the Norwegian independence day. A Donnelly area native had built up this event quite markedly. To an extent he put Grantsburg on the map with this: postcards were designed emphasizing the event. 
It was a pretty hefty distance-running challenge: 16.2 miles. An odd distance, yes. It adds together ten miles and ten kilometers. Clever of old Carlyle Sherstad who is no longer with us. The event no longer exists as it did then, the way I understand it. It is scaled down and is now just known as the "Carlyle Sherstad." 
Carlyle had a World War II background of being quite in the midst of combat. His brother was Emmett Sherstad of Morris. That would make the late Steven "Skip" Sherstad, a very active person in civic/government affairs here, his nephew. Skip and Emmett have gone to their reward along with Carlyle. 
Carlyle's running event in its prime was called the "Syttende Mai Run." I liked the distance because it was certainly long enough to present a prime challenge, not so long as a marathon which I personally believe is excessive. 
Climbing Mount Everest is excessive. Running the 26.2-mile marathon is excessive. You needn't push your body to that extent to feel the satisfaction of a running accomplishment IMHO. It would be very easy for you to hurt yourself. So for eight years I ran Carlyle's Syttende Mai, each year collecting a specially designed souvenir mug from the occasion. I have these arranged in a row in my house. 
I began sharing memories with the Don's Cafe server who was from Grantsburg. She didn't seem to know about the old event when it was a really big deal. The name Carlyle Sherstad did ring familiar to her. One day I brought some photos to show her. Yes, we can uncover a lot when we find out where all these UMM students are from. 
Of course there aren't nearly as many UMM students now. We don't see them on a frequent basis around town now. People in the know say the "official" enrollment stats from the people in charge are inflated, or let's just say they don't reflect the real numbers which the average person would presume are for young people ages 18-22 who are actually physically on campus. Hard to know what to believe sometimes. 
I should note that I always stayed overnight in Grantsburg on the eve of the race. The race had a very early starting time. In mid-May the conditions tend to be quite accommodating for the challenge. The Legion club put on a big pancake breakfast afterward. 
My father went with me at least one time and spent the night before with a brother of his who lived close by. That would be my late uncle Joe. Of all my uncles, he had the lowest opinion of me. 
I stopped making the trip when aches, pains and the inevitable injuries cropped up. I started feeling chronic pain in my right foot. If I were to attempt a "comeback" today, age 68, things might go OK for a couple weeks but then the foot pain would come back. 
This is fascinating: I got weighed as part of my doctor visit yesterday and I'm all the way down to 170 pounds. That's like a miracle! It's in line with my weight from my "halcyon" days as a runner/jogger. I should probably lose five more pounds to be right at that. And that will probably happen. I take a medication that pushes my weight lower.
"Comeback"-bound? Heh heh. I'm content taking long walks these days. I see Kevin Wohlers jogging. Keep at it Kevin. Maybe I'll go back to Grantsburg for a visit someday, let the memories soak in. Just like I have memories from making the rounds for the Morris Sun Tribune newspaper. Taking photos, asking UMM kids their hometowns. We can learn so much.
 
Addendum: Yes I consider the marathon distance excessive but I did run the Twin Cities Marathon three times in the 1980s. I enjoyed writing feature articles on various Morris people who had taken up the marathon challenge. 
 
- Brian Williams - morris mn minnesota - bwilly73@yahoo.com

Monday, November 20, 2023

"The Little Mermaid" at Morris Area High

The $7 price was incorrect.
"The Little Mermaid" was quite the elaborate production at our Morris Area High School. Such a wholesome activity to draw the commitment of so many of our young people. By the standards of my current lifestyle, attending the event had an eventful feel. I went into the hallway afterward and sought the words to be entirely positive. 
I said something to the effect that "by the end of the show I was so impressed with the sheer energy coming off the stage." I always seek to be truthful and sincere. That said, I must share some less positive comments. Perhaps the primary one is how the ticket price was misrepresented on the official poster. Isn't this a rather glaring mistake? 
I must be careful because any time I share constructive (i.e. possibly critical) thoughts about any aspect of our school, I can get shot down. There has always been a "Peyton Place" aspect to life in Morris in which there is considerable pressure to follow a party line about many things. 
 
Just lucky
It is very possible I could have left my house Saturday with just $7 in my wallet, seven one-dollar bills. I only put an extra $20 in there in the spirit of "just in case," like just in case I decided to make an impulse purchase at Willie's on the way home. A Three Musketeers candy bar? I shouldn't have that because I'm a diabetic. I have not yet been given firm marching orders on my diet but I have an appointment Tuesday. Sort of dreading it. 
I have been close to getting prescribed blood pressure meds and maybe the word will come down on this tomorrow. That would make three daily pills. 
Anyway, I arrived at MAHS - the auditorium and not the concert hall - and immediately noticed the announced price of $10. Well that's strange. The elaborate color poster which I had reproduced on my blogs had $7 for admission for adults. 
I knew the two people at the admission table. I immediately expressed some distress at the contradiction with the price. Wasn't this the normal human reaction on my part? Was I just being an irritating complainer? The two acknowledged it was a mistake or let's say a foul-up. At a certain point I sensed they didn't want to hear me talk about it any more. 
Who wants to be a pain? If they say ten bucks well then I guess it's ten bucks. 
I handed them my $20 and I got $10 back. Should I have just shrugged as if this was no big deal? What will the price be next year? Fifteen dollars? Or heck, just shoot it up to $20? It's for the kids, right? So how can anyone make an issue about it? People still stream in. 
The person seated next to me in the auditorium informed me that people had to be turned away for the Friday night performance. A full house. The people who took the trouble to come to the school Friday would be upset, I feel, finding out there's no room for them. Would the concert hall have been an option? I learned Sunday morning at church coffee that no, it was not. There is no curtain there, for one thing. But it's a much larger place. 
By the end of the weekend, the discouraging aspects of the musical stuck in my head, so I have concluded: the people who arrived with the understanding that tickets would cost $7, based on misinformation from the school, should have been charged just $7. 
Also, the people who got turned away Friday night should have gotten vouchers for free admission Saturday. Now, I don't know if the voucher thing was actually done but I doubt it. Just my senses. If it was done, then I'm sorry for making a point about it. I am considerably less "in the know" today, compared to when I was with the Morris newspaper. 
Attending the school musical is a real highlight in my life these days. I'm just thankful I put the $20 bill in my wallet or I would have had to turn around and go home. 
 
It's the singing
What criticism might I have of the musical performance? I wish I had none. I think too much of the singing was off-pitch. I think the lead character might have been cast differently. Her singing did not impress me. I would have suggested an alternate student for the role but I won't name names here. 
The song "Part of Your World" could have been done as a real show-stopper. I was familiar with this song through Faith Hill's country-style interpretation. Such a dramatic air to it. I was put off by the bare midriff, real surprised actually. Did you know that on the old TV show "I Dream of Jeannie," Barbara Eden was not allowed to show her belly button? 
A friend informed me that it was not a real bare midriff and that it was simulated, you might say. But it looked real to me. Have you seen the Clint Eastwood movie "Gran Torino?" You might be prompted to remember it here with my comments on the midriff thing. 
I assume that the guy who went onstage just before the performance was the overall director. IMHO he should have dressed more formally. But alas I might just be behind the times on these matters. I watch people entering and exiting Willie's and realize there's no sense of fashion any more. Just throw on clothes that fit, possibly a size too large just for comfort. As long as it doesn't smell it's just fine. 
I grew up when different standards were understood. 
As far as the off-pitch singing, could the casting have been done better? Could the kids have been "pushed" on this a little more? Could higher standards have been applied? Being on pitch for singing does not strike me as a daunting thing. Are standards just set lower for kids on everything as with the "honor rolls?" My there is no comparison between now and then. 
I actually think it's nice that grading has gotten more generous. But when it comes to singing, well there is a right way and a wrong way. 
Wouldn't you all rather see my honest opinions rather than have me just gush positively? What do we learn when someone just sugar-coats? Well nothing. 
There is only one student who I know to any extent. That is Thea Kolden and I was so happy to run into her in the hallway after the Saturday afternoon performance. So I certainly said positive things. The program tells me she was stage manager. Congrats Thea. 
 
Corrective action
Once the price of $7 for adults was announced through the color poster, it should have been honored. The fact that it was not strikes me as unethical. 
How to avoid a sell-out? That's kind of tough but maybe schedule one additional performance? 
It was nice to see my friend Wanda Dagen the band director directing the pit orchestra for "The Little Mermaid." I'll bet her arms were tired by the end of the day Saturday. She without a doubt sets high standards for her students.
- Brian Williams - morris mn minnesota - bwilly73@yahoo.com

Saturday, November 18, 2023

"Bucket List" was just Hollywood

What a beautiful sunny morning in the lead-up to Thanksgiving! I thank God for a day like this. 
Notice my mood is enlivened? Did some research last night to correct on a dietary matter. For some time now I've been in the habit of two meals a day, never three. I take the maximum dose of a medication called Metformin. Seems that many people know about this med. 
To fill the vacuum of no third meal, I opt to "graze." I believe that's the accepted term for eating something in place of a standard meal. I made what I thought was good judgment re. this: leaning on fruit, often with emphasis on oranges which are so tasty when they're at their best. You can't go wrong with fruit, can you? I mean, compare to the days when I'd grab a frozen pizza at Willie's, bring home and slap in the oven. A little portion of Mountain Dew too. 
Fruit instead? Would appear ideal in theory. As you age and are prescribed medication, dietary matters often get sensitive. I'll turn here to an old quote from the great movie reviewer Roger Ebert. He was "the people's critic." He evaluated cinema not on the rarefied air criteria of the Greenwich Village crowd or however you'd like to describe it. Ebert just asked "did this movie accomplish what it set out to accomplish?" He was not automatically biased against a movie that just seemed dumb and loud. People who like "dumb" movies are not dumb themselves. 
I did think Ebert got overly generous in his review of the Adam Sandler treatment of "The Longest Yard." But back to the subject of diet/health. Ebert was focusing his attention on the movie "The Bucket List." So, two guys who have been told they have terminal illnesses are trying to cram some excitement into what remains of their lives. Jack Nicholson and Morgan Freeman starring: "name" actors in a top-of-the-line Hollywood product. 
The term "bucket list" gained currency because of the movie. I happen to think it's a stupid term but I digress. 
Ebert wrote that he was actually offended by the movie. You'll recall that Ebert went through tremendous personal adversity with his own health. He slid downward in an arduous losing battle but sought to keep up his movie journalism. It got to the point where we didn't care if his sharpness might be slipping a little, as we lauded him on his indomitable spirit. 
Ebert wrote that having a terminal illness is nothing like what was suggested in the movie. The movie showed the two guys who you'd guess were completely normal, who had been told as a merely academic thing that they'd be dead by a certain date. A calamitous illness does not work like that. 
In my case, I wish to stress that I do not have a terminal illness. I don't have an expiration date yet. But we all die of course. I am losing more old friends and acquaintances all the time, while almost never making any new ones. So it dawns on me that my Christmas list for email greetings is having more names get crossed off. This is distressing. 
Ebert wrote that in real life, to have the kind of terminal illness conditions of the two characters in the movie would spell discomfort and inconvenience. No, you wouldn't go around with complete aplomb to do your fun-seeking. You might be immobile some of the time. You'd nurse anxiety. Look what all Ebert endured with his extreme cancer treatment. It is believed he got cancer because of radiation treatment for an ear infection that he had as a child. 
Many older people around us are dealing with concerning health issues that prevent the kind of uninhibited circulation in public that we once took for granted. So Ebert lectured us on how you needn't assemble a "bucket list" of thrilling activities to fill out what remains of your life. Skydiving? C'mon. 
People in failing health need to relax, avoid excitement most of the time. And be thankful for what? Ebert's payoff line in this piece was so dead-on. He advised his readers that when the time comes in their life that the walls are closing in, as it were, with health disaster, "you'll find that nothing is more satisfying than a good bowel movement." 
At present I have made the discovery that I was eating too much fruit, oranges in particular. I made the mistake more than once at Willie's of passing on 3-4 "loose" oranges and instead grabbing a whole sack. It's hard batting a thousand with your diet. After some distress over a couple weeks, I decided to consult the Internet to get my answer. The advice: oranges can cause the kind of problems I was having. 
So I'm tremendously relieved on this Saturday that the issues were solvable. I feel like a million bucks. I don't have to go sky-diving.
- Brian Williams - morris mn minnesota - bwilly73@yahoo.com

Friday, November 17, 2023

An old struggling prof, his wisdom

People my age can remember some of our old college teachers pretty well. Sometimes we might test to see what's online about some of these souls. Might some of their old academic work be online? I have found that with some of these people, there is nothing there. Surely these people shared their research, ideas and analysis in writing. But there is nothing like a "fossilized" record, as it were, for some of these people in the only forum that counts today: our electronic devices. 
Such devices did not exist, hardly even as a flicker in people's hopes and dreams, in the former era. We would consult the old "card catalogues" in the library. Stuff on paper was the norm. 
I can cite an example of when I plumbed the Internet for evidence of a long-ago teacher. Images pop back into our heads so readily. These people had real influence over us. Today there are more channels for one's development that provide an alternative to the old "classrooms." Teachers at all levels have learned considerable humility because of this. College teachers act as if they're "hanging on" to their occupation, as they literally are in many cases. 
We can say "welcome to the club" with regard to this. Welcome to the world of true accountability. Teachers used to argue they were above that. They could proclaim this because our systems then did in fact accord them latitude with power. Everything boils down to power of course. 
I remember a particular professor who was actually a guest of another prof in one of my classes. This was an academic discipline that I think is on the margins, quite, for necessity now. When I type it here you might smile. The waves of college freshmen from my era would trudge into a classroom for "Sociology 101" or some such introductory classification. And yes, we endured it. 
We endured the very opinionated nature of so much that was dispensed. It was obviously a left wing political viewpoint. In observing this I do not dismiss left wing thinking out of hand, heavens no. I have used the term before "paternalistic liberalism." The '70s were quite the glory time for the strain of teaching/indoctrination. Our instincts told us to listen attentively and respectfully. 
A few of us would get brainwashed at least for a time. Then we'd come out of it, not necessarily to be raging contrarian conservatives but just to be more realistic and sensible. The sensible strain has asserted itself in a true victorious sense. 
I remember the guest instructor with the initials L.H., about whom I heard through whispering that he was a 100 percent alcoholic with much distress hounding him in that regard. And he looked it. But alcoholism is a disease, as we increasingly were being advised had to be weighed for the sake of mercy. No it was not a character failing, according to the new CW. Some reacted with shock to the new assumption. The shock was pushed aside by the new CW. 
I typed the name of the prof into my Internet device a couple years ago. Nothing there, not a trace. I have found the same with other "academicians." 
Evidence of online activity is a stamp of legitimacy today. You and your thoughts matter. 
The academicians of old had papers stored away as with whatever materials were needed for one's graduate degree. Stuffy papers. Papers with topics so narrow, we're puzzled how they could find an audience. Today your sheer ability to get an audience matters a lot. In the old days, academics operated in some quarters as a private club which was relevant only for giving academic people their job security. 
So we're talking tenure. 
Hasn't the concept of tenure gotten rather on the ropes now? Try proposing the concept of tenure for the profession of car salesman. Oh, you think these people are second-class citizens? That's an old notion. Today I'd make no assumption about a "teacher" being sharper than a salesman or even a Starbuck's barista. 
Am I suggesting diminished respect? I am only suggesting that scholars show their value in a measurable way. In the '70s it could be quite intangible. We were just supposed to defer and understand, lest we reveal ignorance. 
The alcoholic prof that I remember did have a fascinating point to make one day. It has always stayed rather top-of-mind with me. He talked about women and their "secondary sexual characteristics." 
 
Dead-on with insight
Profs like to act like they know better than the rest of us. And in this case, hey I'll credit this guy for really knowing something. The guy was knocking down the established norms for how men judge women's "attractiveness." In my college days the ideal was represented by Raquel Welch. Some guys would mention Elke Sommer as something like a "close second." 
The guys who talked this way probably had an impulse in the back of their minds that it really was crass. I did. Why was it a struggle to achieve the preferred outlook on this? Well, it was our hormones, our irresistible hormones. 
Most of us grew up with Victorian parents: sex is an awful thing to acknowledge - it's very existence! And the older folks were horribly negligent in terms of the guilt, confusion and denial planted in boys' heads as the boys dealt with adolescence. I would argue it was a form of torture. Boys had great difficulty getting access to images of unclothed women. When we did, we were gripped by the feeling that it was taboo. 
Fast-forward to today: It's a sea change with the easy and free access to this thing called "porn." 
Politicians might have gotten porn suppressed if not completely prohibited, but the problem for them is that they can't. You see, the Internet is bigger than them! So they assess that reality and move on. Society has all this free porn and the old stigma or guilt has gone away. 
Which means what? With the limitless amount of naked images in all their glory, well, the novelty is gone. And so men and boys have their brains totally re-configured. Because of the ubiquitous nature of porn, the secondary sexual characteristics of which the prof spoke - and let's cite "big breasts" right at the start - don't mean much if anything. 
In the old days, big breasts helped women's sexual characteristics stand out, for stimulating men in a world where women were expected to be fully clothed. If I were a woman today, I'd feel totally liberated by the existence of limitless porn. Men are subdued because they can satisfy their most base impulses. They say that men become "desensitized." That's the big term. 
Well amen and hallelujah. Men can evaluate women on totally reasonable criteria now and completely eschew "secondary sexual characteristics." And women should be celebrating this. They should be celebrating porn wholeheartedly. 
At the same time, men have largely gotten tired of porn. Amazing. In past times adolescent boys would about go out of their minds hoping to get an occasional look at a "nudie." How absolutely quaint.  Today? Sex on videos can get boring and almost puzzling, irritating. Odd how God creates our bodies this way. Blame God. 
Blame God for the quintessential divisive issue of abortion too. It's the way it is. And sex is more likely to be viewed today for its primary purpose of procreation. 
So we're all better off? As with all things connected to the digital age, we must conclude "yes." Overwhelmingly. Playboy Magazine! It's more than a throwback now. 
The old alcoholic professor was right: "secondary sexual characteristics" were quite that: secondary. It's just that our old culture forced men to accede to them. Let's see, who was  No. 3 behind Elke Sommer?
- Brian Williams - morris mn minnesota - bwilly73@yahoo.com

Monday, November 13, 2023

Morris in the news thanks to Reusse

We probably don't feel awe about a Star Tribune writer coming out here, not like we would have in a past time. We have all become so empowered with communications. 
Newspapers have not faded as fast as certain experts like Michael Wolff once predicted. We heard so much doomsaying. A part of me was suspicious through all that. The people who own newspapers like to project adversity like they might be going over a cliff. Crying wolf?
This is not to say newspapers haven't had to confront some pretty daunting challenges. And yes, many of the "journalists" have lost their livelihoods. Remember Doug Grow of the Star Tribune? Some have maintained their positions through the shifting times. This circle includes Patrick Reusse. 
Surprises me a little because Reusse made a name for himself appealing to the cynical side of boomers like myself. We understood National Lampoon Magazine. Our parents would not. So Reusse engaged in pretty hard-edged skepticism at times, leveling it against the more pretentious people around us. He built a following. 
His cynicism came through at Thanksgiving with his "Turkey of the Year." Over the years I have often been curious about who he'd target next. I don't follow sports as well now.
I remember at least one letter writer to the Strib who thought Reusse's attitude could become excessive. Reusse had written some uncharitable things, I guess, about Mike Lynn of the Minnesota Vikings. Lynn was the guy in charge although I can't remember his exact position. He took a lot of brickbats generally speaking. 
The CW was that Lynn had to keep expenditures down and this of course limited the Vikings' competitiveness. So he'd draft players partly on the basis of whether they would be easy to sign. Mardye McDole? 
Reusse as columnist appealed to the sports crowd who had no empathy for a frugal sports team manager. Reusse probably got a little hard-edged in his writing. This prompted a response from someone who suggested we need to be gentler with people when it comes to their "human failings." That kind of resonated with me. 
Reusse expanded his "Turkey of he Year" to a supplementary "award" and this was "Herschel the Turkey." So notorious was Herschel Walker in Vikings annals, what with the price the Vikings paid to acquire him, Reusse pilloried the acquisition with a mock award. But the memory of Walker and his notoriety faded within a few years. I believe Reusse abandoned the extra award. 
You know what? I don't even know if Reusse still does the Thanksgiving thing. His attitude with that has become so dated, as our culture has "flipped" to reject the old cynicism, the disrespect that came from National Lampoon and like material. Young people of today would examine the old deconstructionist stuff and just be puzzled. We're supposed to believe in our leading figures and institutions now. 
Young people would say "why shouldn't we?" You kids, you don't know what it was like growing up in the 1960s with an older generation and its fossilized views regarding war and conformity. You just have no idea. The war instinct actually hung on for a long time. Its last spasms were for Afghanistan? Appears might be the case. 
We aren't going to get drawn into that for Israel, are we? Might be an easier case to make than for Vietnam. But I personally disapprove of Israel, wish it would just dissolve. Imagine all the tragedy this would prevent, even among the Jews over there. The American people are ahead of our elected leaders on this matter. Or maybe it's a case of our elected leaders still being unduly influenced by AIPAC. 
But I grew up under the specter of Vietnam and then Watergate in a time before the right wing media machine had gotten built enough to shield the crazy autocratic conservatives. Look at the maddening molasses-like progress of the legal wheels turning vs. Donald Trump. We may never get there. So many power-seekers working to run interference for Trump. They now have a means through the contemporary media to apply a blowhorn to at least influence people. 
In Watergate the wrongdoing and the appropriate punishment came forward in starkly clear terms. Then it was over. 
If this thing with Trump cannot be stopped as I fear it cannot, the U.S. as we've known it could be doomed. It's anyone's guess what will rise up to take its place. 
 
A generous tone
Maybe Reusse the Star Tribune scribe is mellowing some. You might be aware that he paid some attention to our humble burg in the last few days. When I was a kid, any Minneapolis writer who paid attention out here would have us excited. That is not the case now. But it still does draw attention. 
So Reusse came here and it was not with his generally snarky attitude. He did not come here to poke fun at anyone. I wonder if he made clear to UMM officials what his approach was going to be: charitable. Reusse wrote about us with a fawning mindset like we're underdogs I guess. Like we're not on the bandwagon with the lust for power and attention with the rest of college football. He fell into the gentle mindset very comfortably. The fact that he was writing about minorities helped. 
So he acknowledged how our institution means much for Native Americans. I can't really determine if our policies with Natives reflects a "treaty" or some other kind of measure enacted long ago. But to be frank and direct on the matter, I fail to see how UMM's policy on this can really pass muster in light of the Supreme Court ruling nixing "affirmative action." I mean, if words and laws mean anything. 
I know that Stephen Miller is trying to send out his attack dogs on this. And he's a subordinate of the real power-seeker Donald Trump. How much power do they have with education institutions that have wielded a fair amount of their own power? 
I will suggest that when the Native American policy was first enacted many moons ago, the cost of college was a whole lot less than today. So, the free tuition thing did not handicap the institution as much as it almost certainly does today? Do I think it's fair? Really no, not in the year 2023, and a pregnant question to be asked is "what is a Native American?" 
One-fourth Native? Is that enough? I don't think it should be. Maybe half would be better if not more. And how is all this really proven? Where entitlements are concerned, "funny stuff" happens. I may agree with much of what Elizabeth Warren stands for politically, but she does not seem at all to be a Native American. So I say to UMM: consider ending the policy if you have the latitude to do that. 
The bottom line with Reusse's column was that it sort of pulled at our heartstrings: this football program out here good for opening doors for players who might find barriers elsewhere. Cute. The UMM administration would be approving.
 
Erratum
It appears that Reusse completely missed the dartboard with some of his facts. I assume he was just fed some erroneous stuff. From an email from a businessman friend:
 
Reusse must’ve been fed the company line on some of his stats, as we know that the real enrollment is considerably less than he wrote. I also had thought that the enrollment had hit 2000 for one year – if you remember that year, there wasn’t enough dorm space for everyone so the school rented rooms at the Sunwood Inn to house students for the year (or at least the first semester). But, whoever Reusse talked to probably wasn’t around then, so they don’t know much about UMM prior to their arrival (see also UMM music department staff). Speaking of UMM football, I remember you were puzzled a few weeks ago when you thought you heard/read about them playing the same school 2 weeks in a row, and assumed another typographical error. But, no – they did play Westminster College 2 consecutive weeks, October 14th and 21st. I heard someone on the radio say it was a “fluke due to a scheduling error.”
 
Here's from Randy Olson of Bonanza Valley:
 
Hello Brian!! I managed to read the entire Star Tribune column by Reusse on my cell phone. Apparently the "cookies" haven't told the StTrib servers that I have viewed too many stories, which allowed me to read his column without a "Paywall" warning or "Paywall" block.
I really enjoyed his column, and it was certainly a puff piece, a feel-good story. I think if I'm Reusse and near the end of my career that's a fitting type of thing to write about. I'm surprised that someone at UMM gave him incorrect information on the construction of Big Cat Stadium. I am 99% sure, in fact I'd bet the $20 bill in my wallet, that Big Cat Stadium was opened for the 2005 season with Coombe Field used last in 2004. That's my recollection without actually looking it up. I think I could dig into the UMM sports website football archives and it would tell exactly which year Big Cat was first used. (Reusse's column said 1997)
 
It was 2006?
Yours truly responds: How could I forget the 2005 football season? That had to be the fall of the goalpost incident. I left the Morris newspaper in June of 2006 as part of the fallout from that. Sam Schuman had to be haunted the rest of his life. I left the paper just before Big Cat was opened for football. I never got to cover any games there. 
An asterisk for that: Starting in 2010 I got perched on the sidelines and took photos with my "film" camera of Tiger and Cougar football for my Flickr account online. For blog posts too. I'm so proud to have done that for a few years. I assembled whole albums on Flickr for the various seasons of MACA. 
I have to be pretty close to certain that Big Cat opened for football in the 2006 fall, about three months after me leaving the paper. One's memory can always get distorted though. 
I of course spent countless seasons covering Tiger football at Coombe Field. Today? I enjoy writing about Tiger football when I can get the raw information from other media sources. I don't have the standing to talk to coaches. 
Brett Miller has left the radio station and this deals a blow to my efforts, unfortunately.
 
And there's more
My current post on "Morris of Course" takes the U of M to task for what I see as a flaccid situation with administration/leadership. Can't help but draw that conclusion. Did you get the recent annual fundraising letter for the Hort. Garden? Before getting the letter, I was ready to make my usual contribution. After reading it, decided not to! Can you blame me?
I invite you to read my post:
  
Addendum: Mike Lynn once said something like the following: "If you think my wife is attractive now, you should have seen her 15 years ago." Uh. . .
 
- Brian Williams - morris mn minnesota - bwilly73@yahoo.com