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Thom Caraccio: Betting against yourself is called insurance (opens the original)
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“In this world nothing can be said to be certain, except death and taxes and insurance.” — Benjamin Franklin Well, he’s been dead for 236 years, so you can’t prove I’m wrong. In ancient Babylon, some guy who ran the First Bank of Hammurabi came up with a brilliant scheme. He made a good profit loaning to merchants who were buying, selling and shipping goods, usually in the crude wooden ships of the time. But hey! More is always better when it comes to pork chops and money. A few extra bucks migh
Thom Caraccio: Surprise visitors with guns at The Bacchus (opens the original)
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Justice can be sweet. Even in the halls of rock ’n’ roll. Several times I have written about or mentioned the band Starchild’s residency as the house band at a nightclub called the Bacchus House. It was a popular venue on U.S. 1 on the outskirts of West Palm Beach. The club was renamed the Bacchus House in 1969. Under its original name, it had hosted the Young Rascals, the Spencer Davis Group, Neil Diamond and other nationally known performers then at their peaks. It was a great venue. The owner
Thom Caraccio: What will the elevator music be in 2056? (opens the original)
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“Chainsaw in my bleeding hands, as I start to cut you in two Your [redacted] are steaming out, and I just love the sight.” Mayhem (heavy metal band) Yeah, hum along with that. And drive along the ocean highway in your convertible blasting it through your car radio. I’m hardly a prude, having made a living for a lot of years in rock and roll bands, but I will admit to being a critic of badly made stuff. We’ve come to the point where popular music of any genre has deteriorated so badly it can’t be
Thom Caraccio: Uncle George killed snakes and waited for the Russians (opens the original)
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If there ever was a man who embodied the wild, unbroken spirit of Mississippi, it was my uncle George Salley. Untamed and proud. To the very end. Had he been around in 1863, George would have been leading a charge at Gettysburg. Mowing down the Yankees at the skirmish line while doing the rebel yell. The youngest male in a family of six children — three boys and three girls — he was raised near the small rural town of Eupora, the seat of Webster County and a hub for all the farms that dot the la
Thom Caraccio: Where there’s smoke, there’s ire (opens the original)
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Every now and then I make the mistake of trying to explain to young people how life was not all that long ago. Their face is a picture of bewilderment, of the signal being lost in space. And if I’m speaking for more than 60 seconds, their limited brain bandwidth tunes into that video game they didn’t quite finish this morning. Or their mug contorts into the smirky “I’m too smart to believe any of that” look. One of the most confounding ideas for them is how deep the culture of smoking cigarettes
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