tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-89472306505282236632024-02-20T01:48:57.804-05:00Paul J. BoscoThis is the philosophical and personal blog of Paul J. Bosco, proprietor of Paul J. Bosco Coins and Medals.
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Check out my shop's website: www.pauljbosco.comPaul J Boscohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01645647948900292083noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8947230650528223663.post-88647509096437414332016-07-18T13:22:00.004-04:002016-07-18T13:22:52.095-04:00Vote for Hillary: PRECISELY because she's a woman<div dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.295; margin-bottom: 8pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify;">
<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">I was talking to my mom (Antoinette), mid-1970s. She was then a Suffolk County (Long Island) Human Rights Commissioner. “Women,” she says. “They’re their own worst enemy.” Ever the feminist, I correct her. “Not while there are men around.”</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">That momentary lapse aside, Mom’s feminist credentials were certainly the equal of mine. In 1990 she wrote a newspaper column (one of about 2500) defending Barbara Bush. It seems the girls at a college wanted Raisa Gorbachev, </span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Ph.D</span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> as a speaker, and very pointedly did not want Barbara Bush, </span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">housewife</span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> (and First Lady). It wasn’t about Bush politics, it was about role models, and for these young women, Barbara didn’t cut it. </span></div>
<div dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 7.5pt; margin-top: 0pt;">
<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13.333333333333332px; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">The petition, signed by 150 of Wellesley's 2,200 students, said in part, ''To honor Barbara Bush as a commencement speaker is to honor a woman who has gained recognition through the achievements of her husband, which contradicts what we have been taught over the last four years at Wellesley."</span></div>
<div dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.295; margin-bottom: 8pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify;">
<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">This was not an easy column to write. Mom recognized in Mrs. Bush a woman of her generation, who did pretty much everything she was supposed to do with the hand society then dealt to women. Women 40 years her junior did not think being “the woman behind the man” was an achievement. Almost certainly, they gave themselves too much credit, if they thought THEY would have become engineers and lawyers and heads of industry, if THEY were born 40 years earlier. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">No one wants to be told that. As I said, not an easy column for Mom, that week. Sometimes, picking up the pen is sticking your neck out, begging for the albatross.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">I wonder: If Hillary Clinton, Wellesley ’69, were Wellesley ’90, would she have signed that petition?</span></div>
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<div dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.295; margin-bottom: 8pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify;">
<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">I sell rare coins for a living. With a store in NYC— Center of the Universe— and a back catalog of 30+ public auctions, it should not surprise that I deal in virtually every aspect of numismatics. Coins of all times and places. Art, commemorative, and military medals. Tokens and paper money. Seals. Deltiology. Orders and Decorations. Antiquities. Tribal Arts. Political buttons. Coins engraved as “love tokens.” In addition, I handle non-numismatic memorabilia and collectibles in many of the fields where medals are important (e.g. World’s Fairs, shooting festivals, Religion, Sports, Masonry, </span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Memento Mori</span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">, Erotica, Autographs.…)</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Given the breadth of the material I handle, and my astonishingly handsome features, it is little wonder that I have more women customers than other coin dealers. Maybe 15-20% of my sales are to women, which is likely ten times the industry average. </span></div>
<div dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.295; margin-bottom: 8pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify;">
<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">By dollar value, that percentage falls to maybe 1.5-2%—still way above the industry average. Obviously, if women spent more money with a dealer like me, my business would be the better for it.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Why aren’t women spenders? </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">They have less income, therefore WAY less disposable (surplus) income.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">They are intimidated by the boys.</span></div>
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<li dir="ltr" style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; list-style-type: decimal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"><div dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.295; margin-bottom: 8pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify;">
<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Collecting is often a competition, and women are not drawn to competition (unless with each other??)</span></div>
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<div dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.295; margin-bottom: 8pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify;">
<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Nothing will change #1, #2 & #3 more than having a woman running the country. Hillary’s presidency will put money from women in my pocket, while only microscopically reducing men’s spending power.</span></div>
<div dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.295; margin-bottom: 8pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify;">
<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">A Hillary presidency will, in short order, increase the place of women as leaders in government, industry and education—and in almost every other slot in our society. When fathers tell the daughters they love that they can grow up to be anything they want, Dad will finally have the credibility to make those words really matter. And male bosses will be more oriented to correctly assess the value women employees bring to the workplace.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Perception really does inform and change behavior.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Will a woman in the Presidency end sexism any more than Obama’s eight years have ended racism? Of course not. But it will gore the Beast within inches of its heart. And I will make more money.</span></div>
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<div dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.295; margin-bottom: 8pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify;">
<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Obama got 96% of the black vote in 2008, and black Americans voted in higher numbers than ever before. So how will Hillary do with women? Only a fool makes prediction in print. So here are mine.</span></div>
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<div dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.295; margin-bottom: 8pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify;">
<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Black women: 98%. Phenomenal turnout.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Other minority women: close to 90%. Decent turnout.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">White women: 55-65%. Mediocre turnout.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Women over 60: 70%. Decent turnout.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Women under 60: 60-70%. So-so turnout.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Women under 35: 55-70%. Crap turnout.</span></div>
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<div dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.295; margin-bottom: 8pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify;">
<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">So, what’s wrong with white women?? Why don’t they like Hillary?</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">“I just don’t trust her.” </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Really? But you trusted all those male Presidential candidates? Or was it not the same, because… well… because they’re men??</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">I am not especially fond of Hillary, mostly because of political differences. (I am considerably to the left of Bernie Sanders; I see blood even on Jimmy Carter’s hands, and blood up to the armpits of three of his successors.) </span></div>
<div dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.295; margin-bottom: 8pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: justify;">
<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Do I trust her? I trust her to be a President, wielding power with the prioritized goal of looking good as much as possible, her eyes ever on the 2020 election. On occasion, she will both </span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: underline; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">have</span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> principles and </span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: underline; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">be unwilling</span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> to set them aside. She will work incredibly hard and she’ll know the job like no incoming President since James Madison (1809-17). She will make America somewhat more popular around the world, as Obama has. If she gets majorities in both Houses of Congress, she will do a lot of governing, almost all of it an improvement over the status quo, some of it a tremendous improvement.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">If the Republicans hold the House of Representatives, as is likely even with Trump on the ballot, little will get done.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">The only guarantee is that </span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 700; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">The Ultimate Glass Ceiling</span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> will have been shattered. In my book, that counts plenty. It is as much A Moment in History as the Civil Rights movement, computers, the ’55 Brooklyn Dodgers, cell phones and Man—er, </span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Person</span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">— on the Moon. Well, maybe not cell phones. (I hate cell phones.)</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Somehow, for many women, this is not enough. They want a woman President, but just not </span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">this</span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> woman. They would rather wait for Maria Cantwell to make her move. </span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">The Perfect as the Enemy of the Good?</span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> No, but the roots of women’s resistance to Hillary are just as banal.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Part of this resistance is good old-fashioned woman-on-woman jealousy, with more than a dash of Fear of Success. Some of it is that old sociology staple, </span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Self-Justification</span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">. Younger women—say, under 55-60—resent hearing about the battles older women have won for them. They fear their 21</span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 8.799999999999999px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: super; white-space: pre-wrap;">st</span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> century achievements, and the ego-boosts gained from them, are diminished if their heels are dug into giant shoulders.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">I understand that a certain percentage of American women hate Hillary just as they would any other stick-figure Democrat. Parts of their world-view are different than mine, but many of these women are still nice people. Other American women are voting either </span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">for</span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> Trump or </span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">against</span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> Hillary because they are morons, or worse.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">What concerns me is the number of women who could never vote for Trump, and rarely vote for any Republican, who might, for spite or from apathy, just skip voting in 2016. With this opponent, Hillary should get 75% of the women’s vote. That would make a statement, one that would measurably change the country. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 700; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Because:</span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14.666666666666666px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> The younger generations can’t cast a vote that risks being an implicit THANK YOU to their mothers.</span></div>
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Paul J Boscohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01645647948900292083noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8947230650528223663.post-76329653053350331042010-11-29T11:52:00.000-05:002010-11-29T11:52:01.862-05:00Andy Warhol and Fred Fried: The Numismatic Connection<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">A few seconds from now you will have, from beginning to end, read the first sentence I have ever blogged.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">Well. Talk about your modest beginnings!</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">The delay in my entry into this most 21<sup>st</sup>-Century form of communication is explained by two personal traits. First, as those of you who have met me at coin shows know, it is almost impossible to extract a word from me, so taciturn is my nature. </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">A second, greater impediment to my plunge into the blogosphere --what a word!-- is my legendary and all-consuming personal modesty. After all, what is a blog, but an advertisement for one’s self? What but an assurance to the World that what passes thru your brain to your fingers, keyboard, screen and website is <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">golden; </i>a belief that your thoughts and experiences are so original, so compelling, of such import and so singularly expressed<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>as to command the attention of friends, strangers,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>the gods and Posterity? O, Lucky Reader: <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Come, pause and refresh thyself, in the fortuitous font of my phrases.</i> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">But my nature, abashed and reticent as it is, is not stubborn enough to turn aside the entreaties of the multitudes who, inexplicably, suspect I may have <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">something to SAY.</i> And truth be told, writing stuff down has an important benefit, beyond the putative value of contributing one’s mental wanderings to the Community of Ideas.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">Even a coin dealer, whose livelihood depends on being able to remember dates and prices, will often suffer from want of memory. A case is point is my incomplete memory of what Fred Fried told me about his Assistant Window Dresser at Bonwit Teller.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">Fried (d.7/1994, aged 86) was an authority on American Folk Art who wrote seminal works on carved wooden carousel figures and cigar-store Indians. He worked to preserve merry-go-rounds, many of which were being stripped of their valuable, collectible wooden animals, with their still-functioning mechanisms sold as scrap metal, if not outright abandoned. In this connection he met a very supportive Q. David Bowers, an authority of other kinds of mechanical musical instruments. Dave is also known as one of the most popular, successful and interesting coin dealers of all time.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">In the early 1990s a grateful Fred mailed a box of medals and miscellanea to his coin dealer buddy. Dave (or some employee) promptly sent it back, but recommended he contact a certain very reputable New York dealer --that would be me-- who did a lot with medals. And so I journeyed to Northern Manhattan and met Fred. I bought the box for a little over $1000. In my November 2000 auction I sold four of the medals from that box --two War of 1812 white metal original strikes, and two bronzed copper Marksmanship US Mint medals (ca.1870s-‘80s)-- for about $3000. This is what people mean when they say I have the highest profit margin in the coin business. And the slowest turnover. My great fear is that other coin dealers will start mimicking my <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">modus operandi</i>, but so far there are no takers.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">Well, enough with the numismatics...</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">Fred was an octogenarian and a widower, I’m guessing Jewish, living alone in a nice, huge apartment complex. Walking past the Puerto Rican kids playing outside, I guessed at his isolation, and indeed the man who greeted me was obviously happy to have a visitor, particularly one with unimpaired hearing. Fred had a lot to say and few chances to say it; I was quite the willing victim. It is precisely this kind of encounter, with someone uniquely interesting and informative; that is the greatest reward of Numismatics. And, of course, the greatest reward of living and working in New York City.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">Competing quite successfully with the anecdotes were the artifacts. Fred’s large-ish apartment was full of stuff. Thousands of “smalls”. A 3-or-4-foot circular wall plaque, presumably for a theatre, which he called a “Mucha”. A carved wooden horse head that was the original model for the Steeplechase ride at Coney Island. (I think Jim Elkind of Lost City Arts wound up with it.) An empty Renaissance painting-frame which he swore was once home to a da Vinci. Stuff stuff stuff! </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">One thing Fred did not have was a certain photo by Ansel Adams, showing a New England farm-house and a lot of snow. That house was Fred’s. He wrote to the great photographer, suggesting that since he had made so much money on the picture, he ought to give a print to the home-owner. Adams wrote back, offering, under the circumstances, to sell it at a discount. Something like $800 instead of $1200. Fred wrote back, suggesting a warm, private and tight place where Mr. Adams could stick his $400 discount. Sadder but wiser, he told me he shouldn’t have destroyed Adams’ letter, which autograph dealers would tell you had “great content.”</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">One thing Fred DID have was another autographed item, a slim book that I remember as a biography of the author’s aunt’s cat, but almost certainly it was this:</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><i>25 Cats Name Sam and One Blue Pussy</i><span style="mso-bidi-font-style: italic;"></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-style: italic;">a privately published (1954) title by Andy Warhol. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>(</span><span style="color: black; font-family: "Arial", "sans-serif"; font-size: 10pt;"><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/25_Cats_Name_Sam_and_One_Blue_Pussy"><span style="color: #0000cc;">http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/25_Cats_Name_Sam_and_One_Blue_Pussy</span></a>)</span><span style="mso-bidi-font-style: italic;"> When I queried Fred about this prize, he casually tossed off:</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-style: italic;">“Oh, that was given to me by my assistant.”</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-style: italic;">For many years Fred’s main gig was as art director --he himself said “Window Dresser”-- at Bonwit Teller, the ultra-toney fashion palace, kitty-corners from Tiffany’s<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>at 5th Ave & 57<sup>th</sup> Street.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>(The location, then arguably the <i>exact center of the universe.</i> is now inarguably just that, with Stack’s a block to the west and Heritage Galleries a block east.) Warhol was his assistant before he became famous and, perhaps curiously, for a time thereafter. (Warhol, who grew up fairly poor, was an artist who respected money for its scarcity, while fearing its penchant for evanescence --not to mention its rather stochastic association with talent.)</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-style: italic;">Fred told about a day when he, Andy and two friends were ambling about Manhattan, missing connections, growing hungry. I forget the names of the other two. One was a big name in NYC art circles --Leo Castelli??-- and I expected I would remember. Maybe I did, for 10-15 years. Alas, I didn’t keep a diary then, and blogs did not yet exist. This is the whole point of this entry, of course: that BLOG equals MEMORY.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-style: italic;">I do remember where the four of them wound up. One of them had a key to Emile de Antonio’s flat, where they went. De Antonio was a radical documentary filmmaker, a classmate of JFK at Harvard who moved in art circles, including the Beats. and moved away from mainstream America. I knew his name from his 1971 Nixon pic <i>Milhouse: A White Comedy</i>, which included the complete, rediscovered Checkers speech. Not too left-wing for Hollywood, his early anti-war Vietnam documentary <i>In the year of the Pig</i> (1968) was Oscar-nominated. He was decidedly left-wing-enough for the FBI, however.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-style: italic;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Andy was sitting on the floor, moping over some boy...” Fred recalled, his tone suggesting Andy was prone to such moping. The other three scoured the apartment for nourishment, but the pickings were slim: a can of soup. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-style: italic;">“What do you do with it?”</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-style: italic;">“I think you’re supposed to boil it.”</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-style: italic;">In this era (the early-to-mid-‘50s) men and kitchens were not always on a first-name basis. They put water in a pot, put it on the stove, and put in the can. Not the <i>contents</i> of the can: THE CAN. After a time, the paper label began to separate from the tin and, from the boiling action, began to lift up from the can, visible over the edge of the pot. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-style: italic;">“Andy sees this and he stares at the can. His eyes are almost popping out of his head!”</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-style: italic;">The three gastronomes, figuring the soup was done, deduce that they must somehow open the can. They find a can-opener, but not the right kind. One of them punctures the familiar triangular hole, but he is clever and does not try to pour the soup; he punches a semi-circle-plus of repeated triangles, maybe ¾ the way around the rim, until the lid can be pried back. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-style: italic;">“And Andy’s eyes are HUGE, again.”</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-style: italic;">A few days later, at Bonwit’s, Fred sees Andy has some pictures on the table. “What’ve you got there, Andy?” “Oh, it’s nothing,” Andy claims, sounding a little embarrassed. But Fred is standing right there and sees the sketches. He becomes the first person to see Warhol’s Campbell’s Soup art.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-style: italic;">True story. I may be the only witness to this scrap of art history. And I can’t report who was in de Antonio’s apartment with Fred and Andy, because I was too dumb to write it down right at the time. While I have no motive to make up this anecdote, verification is problematical. It’s possible that somewhere in its 10,000 pages on de Antonio, the FBI has the names of the four men in that apartment, and the exact time. But it would take an awfully dedicated (or anal) Warhol scholar to start the requisite FOI (Freedom of Information) suit. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-style: italic;">I should have better luck with the true story of the Joe diMaggio autographed ball, for which $100,000 was refused. The owners are a family which includes the first Austrian female Olympic medal winner, a 16-year-old swimmer at the 1912 Stockholm games, Her father wasn’t happy at all about her dating a 21-year American at the games, another swimmer named Duke Kahanamoku, a Hawaiian who is considered the Moses of Surfing. I think it was the age differential, not the fact that he wasn’t Jewish. 35 years later, another family member was also a good athlete, playing on a 1947 “national team”, a year before Israel actually was a nation.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-style: italic;">The thing is, it wasn’t a baseball. Anyway, this time I have all the names.</span></div>Paul J Boscohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01645647948900292083noreply@blogger.com9