Uncle Earl
The other evening while attending a social event, I had a conversation with an Iranian American soldier about Trump. She kept pointing out things she didn't like about Trump---his language, his bullying, well you get the picture---and I kept laughing and agreeing with her, but I indicated that I was still supportive of President Trump.
Even I have noticed that I have become increasingly tolerant of Trump's behavior, and I began to wonder why. Then I had a “epiph” (a Southern epiphany) moment: Hell, I was reared in Louisiana, and if one can't get toughened up to the odd behavior of politicians there…well, you just can't be toughened up anywhere. I was reared in that atmosphere, and I particularly remember one politician who will serve as our archetypical Louisiana politician, Earl Long.
His language sometimes went off track; a good example occurred from the podium of the legislative body when nuns and their young charges were shocked by the language the Governor chose that day. You can believe me when I say the press took full advantage of this faux pas.
Indeed, much of the press was opposed to “Uncle Earl.” I don't think he met with their high moral values. Hell, Earl didn't meet with anyone's high moral values.
Speaking of the press, the editorial staff of the largest newspaper in Long's congressional district, The Town Talk, despised him. Unable to persuade the legislature to change the state's constitution so that he could run for another term as Governor, he ran against the interim US Congressman, “Catfish Mouth” Harold B. McSween. Yeah, he liked nice nicknames for his opponents. He beat old “Catfish” but died in a hotel in Alexandria, Louisiana, before he could be sworn in. The Town Talk reported that Earl, accompanied by an unknown woman in his room at the Bentley Hotel, had coughed twice, rolled over, and died. They really didn't like Uncle Earl.
To explain who “Uncle Earl” really was, I have to tell you about his unfortunate incarceration in a hospital in Galveston,Texas, by his wife and a lawyer friend. Earl put his rhetorical skills to work and convinced them to place him in a state “asylum” in Louisiana. You guessed it: being Governor, he fired the head of the asylum, replaced him with a friendly, more cooperative fellow, and was released to return to his wicked ways.
You know you have arrived when a song is created in your honor: in '59 singer Jay Chevalier composed "The Ballad of Earl K. Long".
Yeap, “Uncle Earl” was quite a ride.
Now you're probably asking yourself why the good people of Louisiana kept electing this miscreant to powerful political positions. The answer is simple: he got stuff done and the stuff was good for the state and there was no doubt where he stood on issues.
Sound like anyone you know?
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