Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Faites Attention Pour Le Sans Culotte Wannabe

Here is a sans
coulotte; lacks only the red hat. If you copy it to your picture program, you can blow it up. I can't figure how to make these images I get from the Web bigger for my blog.

Ms, Cobbe: I await the lawyer pay information for 2007: how much taxpayers paid Mr. Gonzalez's firm and how much they paid firms whom Gonzalez recommended.

I believe the board has revised its travel-funds privileges since the outrage about how much Susan Valdes spent: $50,000 in a single year. May I have a copy of that as well? Thank you. lee drury de cesare

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Do you recall if Phyllis judged all those downtrodden farm workers by the clothes they wore?

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Posted by Anonymous to Lee Drury De Cesare's Casting-Room Couch at 3:26 AM

Lee responds:

Clothes signaled to her when Phyllis dealt with people with little money for vanity or fancy clothes during the times she worked for the poor and the homeless.

Through the ages the poor have worn rags or cast-off clothes of the well-heeled of society. "Sans-coulotte" was the term that referred to the ill-clad, ill-fed, and ill-equipped volunteers of the Revolutionary army during the early years of the French Revolutionary Wars, but, above all, to the working-class radicals of the Revolution. From this comes the now slightly archaic term "sansculottism" or "sans-culottism," meaning extreme democratic principles.

I bet a poll of Phyllis's mourners would show they all want the universal health care that other industrialized countries have but which the United States drags its feet about because the well-dressed donors to politicians from the insurance and drug industry don't want poor people's messing with their obscene profits.

Poor sans culottes get their politics from the intellectual left. But mixed into this situation in the South is some considerable amount of racism, unfortunately. The sans culottes provide today as they did in the French Revolution the poorly clad and fed bodies who protest against the Let-Them-Eat-Cake royals.

The French sans-culottes were for the most part members of the poorer classes or leaders of the populace, but during the Reign of Terror, public functionaries and persons of good education styled themselves citoyens sans-culottes.

Poseurs wanted to blend in the crowd of triumphant sans culotte revolutionaries for glamour and for safety. The distinctive costume of typical sans-culottes featured the pantaloon (long trousers) - in place of the culottes (knee-britches) worn by the upper classes, hence the name "without breeches"), the carmagnole (short-skirted coat), the red cap of liberty, sabots (clogs, wooden footwear mainly worn in the countryside). Today the sabots are the cheap shoes manufactured in Third-World countries with leather uppers and rubber souls.

Lack of influence on royalty or pols is the story of the poor politically: they don't have the emblems of power: the words, the clothes, or the cars to impress their needs on political higher-ups. Elected officials pay them no attention because they lack these symbols of power: a major one being good clothing.

This lack of good clothes doesn't mean that the poor wouldn't like to have nice clothes of their choosing and that they know that the power people will scorn them because they are ill clad. A lot of the poor today dress out of the Salvation Army second-hand stores and thrift shops.

The clothes of most of the people at Phyllis's funeral were sans-culotte attire. Their clothes told me that the people she had worked to help all her life did not forget her in death.

Poor people have another mark of lack of money: their negative dental condition. They can get into the health-care- for-the-poor systems like Medicaid if they are alerted to them; I believe that is one of things that Phyllis did: show unsophisticated poor people how to migrate the health-care system. But poor people don't have money for the dentist. And dental care is not a benefit in government Medicaid I believe: hence the bad condition of the poor's teeth.

Since I am a registered nurse, I subconsciously check out people's appearance both for signals of their health status and, because clothes have their own language, their economic condition. I get lots of clues just by looking at people as I did when I nursed in the emergency rooms of hospitals and they walked in with gunshot or knife wounds on Saturday nights chiefly from the poorer sections of town.

I messed up and overdressed for Phyllis's funeral service. I wore a navy-blue pants suit. If I had been thinking , I would have worn dungarees with the pants-suit top.

Now it's your turn. Tell us what the couture habits of smartasses are. You doubtless inhabit that class in the clothing hit parade. Most people are puzzled by the one or even two nose rings that smartasses affect. What does that jungle jewelry connote in smartass psychology: solidarity with the pygmies?

A police profile would report that smartasses come from addresses that signal middle-to-upper-class families; these sans coullote pretenders want to affect the glamour of authenticity that they see in the sans-coulottes class that works in the fields around Hillsborough county's periphery--if they can get work. Proletariat bosses are reluctant to hire ill-dressed people. They are bad for the outfit's image.

I bet also that a regulation smart-ass such as you has been to the dentist in the last six months with your parents footing the bill.

Love and kisses, lee, who was born to a bona fide Georgia sans-coulotte family during the Depression. The conditions when I was born give me a good grasp of what poor means in all its ugly aspects--including the emblematic status of clothes.


Anonymous said...

That was probably dumb Candy Olson trying to be witty about the downtrodden and whether they were judged.

She thinks she is witty and is not.

Anonymous said...

I didn't ask if YOU judged people by their clothes. You've made it clear that you do though.

Did Phyllis?

Anonymous said...

This last coment person: the issue at hand is that the school board is criminal and perpetuates the misery in the universe. Why don't you address that instead of worrying about Phyllis?

Vox Populi said...

Sorry for the loss of the lovely Phyllis. Two lovely Phyllis' within such a short time.

Lee, if you want a quick and painless way to enlarge a picture or photo from the web for your blog you save it to your computer. Then open it in 'paint'. (which is under 'program' then 'accessories' in your computer). You open paint and ask it to 'file' 'open'. (hope I'm not oversimplifying, I Have NO IDEA of your web prowess. Then, IN PAINT, go to 'view' 'zoom' 'custom' 'two hundred percent' THEN hit 'print screen' and then open a new 'paint'
without saving changes to your old paint (it will ask). THEN, in paint: 'edit' 'paste'. Now you have the picture larger. NOW, ayou use the 'crop' tool (click on the square in your paint on the left side) you draw it around the bigger picture and you 'cut'. then open a new paint (not saving changes) and 'edit' 'paste' again. THEN you can save a beautiful, clean, enlarged picture. Also when you upload it to blogger you can 'pull' on the corners of the picture making it as large as possible.
There are other ways but this is the very simplest way without adding programs to your computer to change pixels and sizes and such. When you take your own photos, of course .. you take them in 'large' sizes and even though they look small on the blog if people click on them they open larger. I am quite sure that the lovely phyllis would not mind me giving you these instructions to perfect your blog to your desires.
This may sound like many steps but in reality it is VERY VERY fast and so simple you will be doing it in under 1:20 before you know it.
RIP Phyllis. Thanks for all you did. I love a funeral of a person such as yourself. Been to many, sad to say. Best to go to funerals where you do not know many of the people. Like a postman I knew once. HUNDREDS at his funeral. HUNDREDS. Like my grandpa. Not hundreds but enough.
A life well-lived.
Worn out to the grave. That is VERY COOL.
Lee if you don't understand these instructions you give a shout and I'll enumerate them. I bet your astute grandson can show you in a second. This process is really very fast it's just an onerous read. But once you do it a couple of times... you're good to go.

Anonymous said...

Was the issue about a criminal school board? I thought it was about clothing. Why don't you ask others to address the criminal issue rather than worrying about clothes?