Early one morning with time to kill
I borrowed Jeb’s rifle and sat on the hill
I saw a lone rider crossing the plain
I drew a bead on him to practice my aim
My brother’s rifle went off in my hand
A shot rang out across the land
The horse he kept running, the rider was dead
I hung my head, I hung my head

I set off running to wake from the dream
And my brother’s rifle went into the stream
I kept on running into the salt lands
And that’s where they found me, my head in my hands
The sheriff he asked me “Why had I run”
Then it came to me just what I had done
And all for no reason, just one piece of lead
I hung my head, I hung my head

Here in the courthouse, the whole town is there
I see the judge high up in his chair
“Explain to the courtroom what went through your mind
And we’ll ask the jury what verdict they find”
I said “I felt the power of death over life
I orphaned his children, I widowed his wife
I beg their forgiveness, I wish I was dead”
I hung my head, I hung my head

Early one morning with time to kill
I see the gallows up on the hill
And out in the distance a trick of the brain
I see a lone rider crossing the plain
He’s come to fetch me to see what they done
We’ll ride together til Kingdom come
I pray for God’s mercy for soon I’ll be dead
I hung my head, I hung my head

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Straight from the rec room of the Center Brian Boothby lives and works at in America, SATURNcast proudly sponsors:

Brian Boothby’s New Year’s Eve Dance Party.

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Down, down, down into the darkness of the grave
Gently they go, the beautiful, the tender, the kind;
Quietly they go, the intelligent, the witty, the brave.
I know. But I do not approve. And I am not resigned.

–Edna St. Vincent Millay

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DEBUT OF NEW SATURNcast THEME SONG

The Bean showers me with gifts.

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ZillaFag’s Heartwarming Holiday Message

What’s the deal with queercasting?

Read The Gay Expat’s website.

I muse on how Christmas was both wonderful and awful this year (were you surprised?)

A slam on religion.

Uncomfortable and saddened with the in-laws. . .

A StarWars Christmas for the Bean (groan)

NiiceLady gives me fuels for thought about Miss USA and AA.

A shout-out to the PizzaBabe and Bob

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From the Podsafe Music Network:

“Lay Down for the Lord” by Drunken Prayer

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Read about the aftermath and impact of the program here.

This was done in 1938. That’s right 1938.

You have to keep in mind, nothing like this had ever been attempted on radio before.
I first listened to this when I was very young. I was thrilled because I had just received my very first library card and was amazed you could check records out!

I listened on my tiny record player (that my dad purchased for me at a next-door neighbor’s garage sale) and I listened over and over again.

It has stuck with me and influenced me. My views on public relations and media manipulation stem from this 1938 audio program.

Enjoy. I sure did.

It’s been copied since, but they have been poor imitations.

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A brief audio sound-tour of shopping, a little history, some philosophy in Midtown Manhattan by your humble host, Christiaan Huygens.

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I am in a very bad mood today — for a whole host of reasons.

This story was the final straw.

Donald Trump and Ms. USA Tara Conner can go to hell. Together. In a handbasket.

Turns out Ms. Conner who is under the age of 21, was partying hardy in New York City. She got caught.

That is embarrassing for the Ms. USA people. I mean they have an image to protect. Bad image equals no money. And money, as we all know, makes the world go round and round. . .

Donald Trump owns the Ms. USA business.

So he wanted to fire her ass.

She started to cry about it.

Crying beauty queens are far worse for public relations than drunk beauty queens.

You do the math. . .

Yep. They did not fire her.

Here are the powerful words from The Donald:

“Tara is going to be given a second chance,” the real estate mogul said after meeting with Conner earlier on Tuesday. “Tara got caught up in the whirlwind of New York.“She made some very, very bad choices,” he said. “She admits that she made mistakes.”

Gee Donald. That is like so so big of you to give her a second chance. The fact that she could sue you for firing her for having a substance abuse problem had nothing to do with it right?

Of course not!

And Ms. USA had this very,very powerful statement to give to the world:

“I wouldn’t say that I am an alcoholic. That would be pushing the envelope a little bit,” she said. “I don’t have a problem with anything like that.”

Oh, of course not! That would be pushing the envelope to accuse you of that. Who hasn’t been almost fired from a job for drinking too much and jepordizing their entire career?

Yes, you are right Ms. USA! The rehabs of America are filled to the gills with people who don’t have real addictions!

What a role model you are! Whoring off your good looks is fine! But don’t disgrace us with an addiction problem! Please! No young women I know have substance abuse problems! Don’t freak us out with one!

God bless you Donald Trump for believing in second chances! You ole’ softy!

For some reason, the media cut off the part of the press conference where you said all of this year’s Ms. USA profits are going to substance abuse programs and education. I hate when the media cuts that stuff out! I am sure it was an oversight, right?

Ugh.

I hate the world today.

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LUKE: Anybody here? Hey, Old Man. You home tonight? Can You spare a minute. It’s about time we had a little talk. I know I’m a pretty evil fellow… killed people in the war and got drunk… and chewed up municipal property and the like. I know I got no call to ask for much… but even so, You’ve got to admit You ain’t dealt me no cards in a long time.

It’s beginning to look like You got things fixed so I can’t never win out. Inside, outside, all of them… rules and regulations and bosses. You made me like I am. Now just where am I supposed to fit in?

Old Man, I gotta tell You. I started out pretty strong and fast. But it’s beginning to get to me.

When does it end? What do You got in mind for me? What do I do now? Right. All right.
[Gets on knees, closes eyes and begins to pray]

LUKE: . On my knees, asking.
[Peeks up with one eye, waits. Then opens eyes and crosses arms]

LUKE: . Yeah, that’s what I thought. I guess I’m pretty tough to deal with, huh? A hard case.
[Clicks tongue]

LUKE: . Yeah. I guess I gotta find my own way.

[Headlights shine through windows, backs up]

LUKE: [Shakes head and smiles] Is that Your answer, Old Man? I guess You’re a hard case, too.

Happy Holidays from The Bean and Christiaan Huygens.

From the Podsafe Music Network:

Country Road Christmas by Craig Cardiff

Silent Night by Friction Bailey

(Heartwarming Christmas Opening by Pizzababe)

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