Pardon me for being Southern but…what is an eggcream?
Milk, seltzer, and chocolate sauce.
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Come on, he’s not that bad. Especially compared, as other’s have, to Larry King
Where else would you hear the story about the Israeli man, in a London hotel, who ordered a call girl up to his room and his daughter showed up. (The moron had a heart attack and his wife announced she’ll be divorcing him).
Or
The woman from Green Bay who’s going to walk down the aisle with her best friend, Gizmo, her tuxedo-wearing dog.
I couldn’t find Paul Harvey’s opinion on the Nobel Prize in literature, but this is on today’s streaming audio report on his website. Transposed some there maybe a word or two incorrectly written. I had no way of phonetically typing those windy, “my dentures are loose”, extended S sounds he makes.
(After mentioning Jimmy Carter winning the Nobel Peace Prize out of 158 candidates he then goes on to say…)
The man has been in the radio business since 1933. He’s viewed as a patriotic veteran who, in my opinion, is given more leeway and freedom by Disney to express his views. It probably stems from a “respect one’s elders” philosophy.
I have no problem with him if he beefed about the Nobel Committee snubbing American authors. He has every right to voice his views; whether they be nationalistic, grass roots, right-of-center, or whatever. It’s a commentator’s job to express views and while attempting to inform. Hence the title “Paul Harvey News and Comment.”
In fact I like his quote, " Soft judges make hardened criminals."
On the other side of the coin:
I remember someone once mentioning Paul Harvey was the press spokesman for Gov. George Wallace during the '68 Democrat primary.
Is that true? Damned if I can find a cite for it anywhere on the net.
If that’s the case, I do have a problem with his very truncated biography. Why is there no mention of the fact he went through the revolving doors and became spokesman for one the 60’ more divisive characters.
I was being sarcastic towards the bullshit “the sky is falling…the sky is falling” retoric I had to endure from the environmental whackos in the 80’s. Some of them would have had us believe that our very skin would be melted off our bones by the next rain fall.
Well then why is it called an eggcream? There’s no cream, nor egg!
Because when you mix it together, the milk holds the carbonation, and the top gets real frothy the way a drink that you put an egg in does.
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