Farewell. The Flying Pig Has Left The Building.

Steve Hynd, August 16, 2012

After four years on the Typepad site, eight years total blogging, Newshoggers is closing it's doors today. We've been coasting the last year or so, with many of us moving on to bigger projects (Hey, Eric!) or simply running out of blogging enthusiasm, and it's time to give the old flying pig a rest.

We've done okay over those eight years, although never being quite PC enough to gain wider acceptance from the partisan "party right or wrong" crowds. We like to think we moved political conversations a little, on the ever-present wish to rush to war with Iran, on the need for a real Left that isn't licking corporatist Dem boots every cycle, on America's foreign misadventures in Afghanistan and Iraq. We like to think we made a small difference while writing under that flying pig banner. We did pretty good for a bunch with no ties to big-party apparatuses or think tanks.

Those eight years of blogging will still exist. Because we're ending this typepad account, we've been archiving the typepad blog here. And the original blogger archive is still here. There will still be new content from the old 'hoggers crew too. Ron writes for The Moderate Voice, I post at The Agonist and Eric Martin's lucid foreign policy thoughts can be read at Democracy Arsenal.

I'd like to thank all our regular commenters, readers and the other bloggers who regularly linked to our posts over the years to agree or disagree. You all made writing for 'hoggers an amazingly fun and stimulating experience.

Thank you very much.

Note: This is an archive copy of Newshoggers. Most of the pictures are gone but the words are all here. There may be some occasional new content, John may do some posts and Ron will cross post some of his contributions to The Moderate Voice so check back.


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Thursday, September 17, 2009

The Sultry Sexy Beatnik

Commentary By Ron Beasley



PP&M John and I are probably the only ones around here that remember when Greenwich Village went mainstream - when the beatniks invaded prime time TV.  Yes, I'm talking about Peter, Paul and Mary.  The sexy beatnik third of the trio has died.

Mary Travers, whose ringing, earnest vocals with the folk trio Peter, Paul and Mary
made songs like �Blowin� in the Wind,� �If I Had a Hammer� and �Where
Have All the Flowers Gone?� enduring anthems of the 1960s protest
movement, died on Wednesday at Danbury Hospital in Connecticut. She was
72 and lived in Redding, Conn.





Her deep voice was as smooth as silk and unlike other folk singers of the time she used that voice to support both the civil rights and anti-war movements in the 60s.  





1 comment:

  1. In tribute to Mary, thought I'd post the following lyrics to the public domain "Woman of Experience" biographical folk song I wrote about her during the 1980s:
    "Women of Experience"
    (chorus)
    She's a woman of experience
    She's a woman who is strong
    She's a woman of intelligence
    And she likes to sing folk songs.
    (verses)
    She was born in Old Kentucky
    And raised in Bohemia
    Her childhood was so lonely
    But she found some joy in nature
    Her parents taught her well
    To always think for herself
    And resist the Establishment
    And that's why she sang folk. (chorus)
    Around her was a crowd of rebels
    Writers with words intense
    Artists who hoped to change the world
    And outfox the government
    She rebelled against dumb authority
    And refused to ape TV clones
    Alienated and abandoned
    She sang folk songs at home. (chorus)
    She wandered in Washington Square
    And sang along in the park
    She read her quota of books
    And sat in the coffeshops
    She sang with a couple of men
    And belted out her deep feelings
    And fought for a better world
    And they called her the "new folk queen." (chorus)
    She's been through her family
    And she's got some new lessons to share
    And she's collected a lot of wisdom
    And it's still fun to touch her hair
    And she'll give you a passionate hug
    And her spirit is still untamed
    And she brings some love to the world
    And sings folk songs in the middle of rain. (chorus)

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