Archive for November, 2010

Are you also related to this nutcase? She clearly is the ancestor of the Tea-Party. For that I heartily apologize to the American public…

Lucy Casad Wilhoite born April 8 1856, died? Married Louis Wilhoite born after 1840

Children: Jasmine, (my grandmother, mother of Edwin Philip Jackson, died 1979) Gladys and Harold Wilhoite all born after 1880

The letter to Carrie Nation:

My life was despaired of by my friends and I knew I was very near the borderland, and as I lay on my bed of suffering in the still hour of midnight, God showed me the awful desolation which our thirty eight saloons and five wholesale houses were making in the homes of Wichita and surrounding country, The sight so overwhelmed me, I cried unto the Lord and said, “Oh my God! Have I done all I could during this life of mine to dam up this fearful tide? Then I said, show me Lord, what this means. Immediately a great cloud of human souls came rolling down a steep decline and as my eyes followed them, saw them rolling on and on until they finally fell into a pit from whence fire and smoke were ascending. Then my eyes were turned again up the ascent from whence the souls were coming. When, Lo! I saw the National Capitol, with her Senate and Congressmen. I saw the Legislative Halls, and our Educational Institutions. I saw our churches with her educated ministry, and her secret societies, our public libraries and reading rooms, our National State and Local W. C. T U’s, all of them right in the track of this awful tide of human souls, yet they still rolled on and on until they reached the pit. Then I cried again unto the Lord and said, “Oh, Why do you show me these horrible things, when I am on the brink of the grave? And still the picture or vision remained before me, growing more and more vivid every moment until I struggled to my knees, and said, ‘O God, if I can do anything to dam up this fearful tide, just heal this body, and let the healing be the seal that I can do something to help, and I shall do it if it costs my life. Then a deep calm and soul rest settled over me and I sank into a deep sleep, when I awoke I realized the pain was gone and also the fever. I lay there, looking up to God and I said, “Now, Lord, show me what you want me to do. Immediately, like a great scroll reaching across the sky, these words appeared, written in letters of gold. “Spill it out!” Then he showed me the very place I was to attack Mahan’s Wholesale Liquor House.

“For many weeks I pondered upon this vision and prayed about it most earnestly, that I might not be mistaken and know of a truth that it was God’s will. I never found any soul rest until I wrote to Mrs. Nation, and told her the time was ripe for God and that we must attack Mahan’s Wholesale Liquor House, that was helping to degrade so many women and debase so many men. This resulted in an attempt to carry out God’s purpose on Sept. 30, 1904.

I was true to the “Heavenly Vision,” which is only the beginning of the fulfillment, for there are yet many things to be spilled out, not only the liquor, but also the hypocrites in the church, and the false prophets with sin of every kind, and our lives also.

The Wichita Eagle Reporter, uttered a profound truth, whether he intended to or not, when he said, we walked into the Court Room like a poem, a sort of a ‘Lead Kindly Light’ poem, for we were lead of God, who is the Light of the world. And we intend to follow on until this vision is fully realized.”

Yours for God’s love for Him and suffering humanity,

Posted on Tue, Nov. 16, 2010

Amy Smith, as Jane Fonda, lends the controversial work her humor.

By Merilyn Jackson

For The Inquirer

There’s theater, dance, dance theater, musical theater, physical theater, and variations with multimedia and new media. The lines differentiating them have been blurring throughout the past century, especially in the last 30 years or so. And in Philadelphia the pairings and sharings among disciplines have blended in some surprising ways, among them That Pretty Pretty; or, The Rape Play, which Theatre Exile opens here this week – with a dancer in a major role.
When Sheila Callaghan’s controversial play premiered last year in New York, it was variously reviewed as tricky and darkly funny or raunchy and only partly successful. It begins with two women in a hotel who entice an anti-abortion crusader into their room and murder him; the scene is immediately replayed with two men who kill a hooker. For the rest of the play, Jane Fonda flits in and out of these scenes like a misguided Tinker Bell, sprinkling feel-good happy dust over the carnage.

Dear Unelected Officials:

I live not far from the proposed Foxwoods site. I shop at IKEA, Lowe’s, Home Depot and other businesses along Delaware Ave. (Columbus Blvd.)  The traffic congestion is already such that I plan my shopping for late evening on Mondays through Thursdays. Saturdays and Sundays are impossible.

It is inconceivable to me and my neighbors that you in other parts of the state, who have no experience of our neighborhood, would take it upon yourselves to shove an unwanted business down our throats. The area between 8th  and 4th Streets and from Oregon to Washington is populated by mostly very poor people who will no doubt be lured to spend their welfare checks at a casino that can walk to. Many have large families and the children will surely suffer when money for food is gambled away. You need only go to Atlantic City to see the low-income and elderly populations that the casino industry preys upon and, moreover, how depressed that city is. Gambling only furthered the decline of Atlantic City.

I am not against gambling. For some who can afford it and have self-control, I say if they are stupid enough to gamble let them be free to do so. But I am against putting the opportunity to do so so close to family neighborhoods, the poor and elderly and schools.

There are plenty of other sites outside of Philadelphia that would be more suitable. You have already blighted our city with Sugarhouse and its low-income “jobs.” Rest easy that you have done enough damage to a city you seem to hate and that we love. Neither Foxwoods nor any other casino-entity will serve our wonderful city well. Have mercy on us and revoke Foxwoods license and grant none to any other investors.


“Carrie Nation and Associates pray behind grated doors.  Wichita, Kansas, on September 30, Carrie Nation, Mrs. Lucy Wilhoite, Mrs. Lydia Mounts and Mrs. Mary McHenry broke two large plate glass windows in the Mahan Wholesale Co. Is warehouse today.  They were arrested and are now in jail.  The women have been in prayer most of the time since their arrest.

From the Inland Valley Daily Bulletin
By Joe Blackstock, Our Past
Created: 05/11/2006 09:34:10 PM PDT
L.C. and Lucy Wilhoite lived their lives deeply devoted to combating one of society’s evils — demon rum — and they weren’t shy about getting into a fight about it.Before they came to live in Upland in the 1920s and 1930s, Lucy Wilhoite was twice jailed in Kansas with prohibitionist Carrie Nation, after they used hatchets to break up saloons in Wichita.

Lucy Wilhoite later came West and became a minister, still continuing the fight against booze as president of San Bernardino County’s Woman’s Christian Temperance Union.

One day in 1932, her 83-year-old husband got into an argument with a man about Prohibition and was arrested for threatening him and using profane language. City Attorney Edward E. Gray said Wilhoite was ‘‘intoxicated with anger.”

Given the choice of a $60 fine or 30 days in jail, he stubbornly chose the latter.

Did you know that, the words “race car” spelled backwards still spells “race car”?

And that “eat” is the only word that, if you take the first letter and move it to the last, spells its own past tense, “ate”?

And if you rearrange the letters in “Tea Party Republicans,” and add just a few more letters, it spells:

“Shut the fuck up you free-loading, progress-blocking, benefit-grabbing, resource-sucking, violent hypocrites, and deal with the fact that you nearly wrecked the country under Bush and that our president is black, so try and get over it.”
Isn’t that interesting?

Posted on Sat, Oct. 30, 2010

The troupe’s students were smooth, too.

By Merilyn Jackson

For The Inquirer

Koresh Dance Company, at Thursday’s opening of its fall run at Suzanne Roberts Theatre, did what it always does – stormed the stage and took no prisoners.Roni Koresh opened with the Koresh Youth Ensemble performing an excerpt from one of his best works, Negative Spaces, a fiercely staccato dance of fisted hands and attacking feet.

Normally a student group wouldn’t be reviewed, but the ensemble’s 13-to-18-year-olds danced the challenging piece almost as well as I recall the professional troupe did some five years ago. Charged up by the antic music of the Romanian brass band Fanfare Ciocarlia, they brought the piece home with their fake laughter and perfect timing.

Benchtime Stories and Somewhere in Between were announced as world premieres, but some parts were recycled. In any event, sections one and five of Benchtime Stories – short episodes set on and around benches – were better in their second comings. Both are comedic. In “The Bums,” Eric Bean and Micah Geyer created drolly drunk shtick. Instead of pratfalling, they land in perfect splits and backflips. Bean, in “The Bench” takes a pretty funny beating as Alexis Viator seduces him while they wait for a bus.

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