Pippin – 1

September 8, 2017.  About Me.  When I saw the first of the images that, as of one week ago, now appear on my computer screen when I turn my computer on, an image of Mayan ruins, I did not think to take a picture.  When I saw the second image, the following, I did take a picture, but I did not think to turn the light off to avoid including me and the dust on my computer screen, in the picture.

a sunset, image on my computer screen, September 2, 2017.  When I saw the above image, I decided to hold off on finishing reading the book I was currently reading, The Last Mile by David Baldacci, and begin reading the book I had planned to read after The Last Mile, a book titled The Whistler by John Grisham.  (One day recently when I was in Stop and Shop I couldn’t decide which book to purchase so I purchased both.)


The Whistler: A Novel by John Grisham

#1 NEW YORK TIMES BESTSELLER • A high-stakes thrill ride through the darkest corners of the Sunshine State, from the author hailed as “the best thriller writer alive” by Ken Follett

We expect our judges to be honest and wise. Their integrity is the bedrock of the entire judicial system. We trust them to ensure fair trials, to protect the rights of all litigants, to punish those who do wrong, and to oversee the flow of justice. But what happens when a judge bends the law or takes a bribe?

Lacy Stoltz is an investigator for the Florida Board on Judicial Conduct. It is her job to respond to complaints dealing with judicial misconduct. After nine years with the Board, she knows that most problems are caused by incompetence, not corruption.

But a corruption case eventually crosses her desk. A previously disbarred lawyer is back in business, and he claims to know of a Florida judge who has stolen more money than all other crooked judges combined. And not just crooked judges in Florida. All judges, from all states, and throughout United States history. And now he wants to put a stop to it. His only client is a person who knows the truth and wants to blow the whistle and collect millions under Florida law. When the case is assigned to Lacy, she immediately suspects that this one could be dangerous. Dangerous is one thing. Deadly is something else.

Praise for The Whistler

“[A] main character [who’s] a seriously appealing woman . . . a whistle-blower who secretly calls attention to corruption . . . a strong and frightening sense of place . . . [John Grisham’s] on his game.”—Janet Maslin, The New York Times

“[John Grisham is] our guide to the byways and backwaters of our legal system, superb in particular at ferreting out its vulnerabilities and dramatizing their abuse in gripping style.”—USA Today

“Riveting . . . an elaborate conspiracy.”—The New York Times Book Review



Lacy is white.  Her partner, Hugo Hatch, is black.   Mix is white.  His girlfriend, Carlita, is Hispanic.  Lacy and Hugo are lawyers, employees of the Board on Judicial Conduct.  Mix is also a lawyer.  Angry Bird Orrin Hatch is a lawyer, one of the most powerful men in Congress, one of the most deceptive one of the most evil men in the world.  One of the leaders of the new and improved Nazis, Danite Orrin Hatch is a board member of the United States Holocaust Memorial Museum.  Avenging Angel Danite Orrin Hatch was supposedly born in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. (to be continued)

On the morning of September 2nd, as I was in the hallway near the door to the elevator vestibule, on my way to Starbucks, four all Hispanic exited the freight elevator and entered the hallway. Two of the males, contractors, went to the roof. The other two males, YWCA employees, Frank and Hugo, went in the resident rooms hallway. All four are plaintiffs in a legal case against Berkshire Hathaway, Verizon and other corporations including the Mormon Church of Satan.

This is a picture of a memo I received from Carleta Harry-Diaz.  (I am most certain she would rather I not mention her name, but I must, for the LEGAL CASE.  Carleta Harry-Diaz is a plaintiff in a legal case against Berkshire Hathaway, Verizon and other corporations including the Mormon Church of Satan, as are all YWCA administration, residents and organizations that rent space here.)  It’s a memo about Medical Delivery.  I did have any medication delivered here, I walked to Duane Reade Pharmacy.

Memo from Carleta Harry-Diaz regarding Medication Delivery, August 24, 2017


The Meadows had survived the Great Recession and been remarketed as a multiracial community for young families. Hugo and Verna Hatch had bought there five years earlier, after child number two. Now that they had four, their 2,200-square-foot bungalow was crowded. Moving up, though, was not an option. Hugo’s salary was $60,000 a year, same as Lacy’s, and while she was single and able to save a little, the Hatches lived from paycheck to paycheck.

They liked to party, though, and on almost every Saturday afternoon in the summer Hugo was at the grill by a pool, cold beer in hand, cooking burgers and talking football with his pals as the kids splashed in the pool and the women hid in the shade. Lacy joined the ladies, and after the usual greetings made her way to the pool house where Verna was holding the baby and keeping her cool. Pippin was a month old and so far had been an extremely cranky child. Lacy occasionally babysat the Hatch kids so their parents could have a break.  Babysitters were usually not hard to find.  Both grandmothers lived within thirty miles. Both Hugo and Verna came from large, sprawling families with countless aunts, uncles, cousins, and no shortage of drama and conflict.  Lacy often envied the security that came with such a clan, but she also felt thankful she didn’t have to bother with so many people and their problems.  Occasionally, Verna and Hugo needed a hand with the kids but wanted to avoid the relatives.

She took Pippin as Verna went to fetch drinks. As she rocked the child she surveyed the crowd on the patio: a mix of blacks, whites, Hispanics, and Asians, all young couples with small children.  There were two lawyers from the Attorney General’s Office, friends of Hugo’s from law school, and another one who worked for the state senate.  There were no other singles present, no prospects, though Lacy had not anticipated any. She seldom dated because there were so few eligible men, or so few who appealed to her. She had the one bad breakup in her past, an awful split that, after almost eight years, was still baggage.

Verna returned with two beers and sat across from her.  She whispered, “Why does she always get quiet when you hold her?”

Lacy smiled and shrugged.  At thirty-six, she wondered every day if she would be hold a child of her own. She didn’t have the answer, but as the clock ticked she worried that her chances were getting slimmer.  Verna looked tired, as did Hugo.  They wanted a large family of their own, but, seriously, weren’t four kids enough?  Lacy wouldn’t dare start that conversation, but to her the answer was obvious.  The two had been lucky to go to college, the first in their families to do so, and they dreamed of their children having the same opportunity.  But how can you possibly expect to afford tuition for four kids?

In a quiet voice, Verna said, “Hugo says Geisman has given the two of you a big case.”

Lacy was surprised because Hugo was a firm believer in leaving his work at the office. That, plus the BJC stressed confidentiality for obvious reasons.  Occasionally, after a few beers late at night, the three of them would laugh at the outrageous behavior of some judge they were investigating, but they never used a real name

Lacy said, “It could be big, or it could turn into nothing.”

“He hasn’t told me much, he never does, but he seems to be a little worried.  What’s odd is that I’ve never considered your jobs to be dangerous.”

“Neither do we.  We’re not cops with guns. We’re lawyers with subpoenas.”

“He said he wished he could carry a gun.  That really bothered me, Lacy. You gotta promise me guys are not getting into something dangerous.”

“Verna, I’ll make you a promise.  If I ever feel the need to carry a gun, I’ll quit and find another job.  I’ve never fired a gun in my life.”

“Well, in my world, our world, there are too many guns and too many bad things happen because of them.”

Pippin, asleep for all of fifteen minutes, suddenly erupted with a screech.  Verna reached for her and said, “That child, that child.”  Lacy handed her over and went to check on the burgers.

(The Whistler, John Grisham, pages 26-28)


Original Cast Recording

Pippin is a musical with music and lyrics by Stephen Schwartz and a book by Roger O. Hirson. Bob Fosse, who directed the original Broadway production, also contributed to the libretto. While many interpretations of Pippin have risen since its debut, there is no single correct explanation of the musical’s meaning.[citation needed] The musical uses the premise of a mysterious performance troupe, led by a Leading Player, to tell the story of Pippin, a young prince on his search for meaning and significance.

The protagonist Pippin and his father Charlemagne are characters derived from two real-life individuals of the early Middle Ages, though the plot presents no historical accuracy regarding either. The show was partially financed by Motown Records. As of November 2015, the original run of Pippin is the 33rd longest-running Broadway show.

Ben Vereen and Patina Miller won Tony Awards for their portrayals of the Leading Player in the original Broadway production and the 2013 revival, respectively, making them the first two actors of different sexes to win a Tony for the same role.



(Mormon Danites will be punished for what they did to “Wacko Jacko”, guaranteed!  cc all Mormon barristers)


to be continued



FOR THE RECORD.  Some of the professional basketball players and football players’ birth names were changed, when they were discovered, before they became famous.   I do not know if that is true of Scottie Pippen, but I suspect so.

Scottie Pippen
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Pippen with the Chicago Bulls in 1995

Scottie Maurice[1] Pippen (born September 25, 1965) is an American former professional basketball player who played in the National Basketball Association. Nicknamed “Pip,”[2] he is most remembered for his time with the Chicago Bulls, the team with which he won six NBA titles. Pippen, along with Michael Jordan, played an important role in transforming the Bulls team into a championship team and for popularizing the NBA around the world during the 1990s.[3]

Considered one of the best small forwards of all time, Pippen was named to the NBA All-Defensive First Team eight consecutive times and the All-NBA First Team three times. He was a seven-time NBA All-Star and was the NBA All-Star Game MVP in 1994. He was named one of the 50 Greatest Players in NBA History during the 1996–97 season, and is one of four players to have his jersey retired by the Chicago Bulls (the others being Jerry Sloan, Bob Love, and Michael Jordan). He played a main role on both the 1992 Chicago Bulls Championship team and the 1996 Chicago Bulls Championship team which were selected as two of the Top 10 Teams in NBA History. His biography on the Naismith Basketball Hall of Fame‘s website states, “The multidimensional Pippen ran the court like a point guard, attacked the boards like a power forward, and swished the nets like a shooting guard.”[4] During his 17-year career, he played 12 seasons with the Bulls, one with the Houston Rockets and four with the Portland Trail Blazers, making the postseason sixteen straight times.

Pippen is the only NBA player to have won an NBA title and Olympic gold medal in the same year twice (1992, 1996).[5] He was a part of the 1992 U.S. Olympic “Dream Team” which beat its opponents by an average of 44 points.[6] Pippen was also a key figure in the 1996 Olympic team, alongside former Dream Team members Karl Malone, John Stockton, and Charles Barkley as well as newer faces such as Anfernee “Penny” Hardaway and Grant Hill. He wore number 8 during both years.

Pippen is a two-time inductee into the Naismith Memorial Basketball Hall of Fame (for his individual career, and as a member of the “Dream Team”), being inducted for both on August 13, 2010.[7] On November 8, 2005, the Chicago Bulls retired his number #33, while his college, University of Central Arkansas, retired his number #33 on January 21, 2010 as well.[8]

“Beam me up, Scotty” is a catchphrase that made its way into popular culture from the science fiction television series Star Trek. It comes from the command Captain Kirk gives his chief engineer, Montgomery “Scotty” Scott, when he needs to be transported back to the Starship Enterprise.

Though it has become irrevocably associated with the series and films, the exact phrase was never actually spoken in any Star Trek television episode or film; however, Shatner has said a few similar phrases.[citation needed] https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Beam_me_up,_Scotty

http://www.tmz.com/2017/09/08/lebron-james-scottie-pippen-fashion-show/, September 8, 2017

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