March 15, 2017
by Brian Marks
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In Case You Missed It: More allegations of corruption in the Louisiana Department of Natural Resources with whistleblower Dan Collins

WHYR’s 3/8 episode of A Pause For Thought featured Mr. Dan Collins, who successfully won a $750,000 whistleblower lawsuit against the Louisiana Department of Natural Resources (LDNR), with more allegations of corruption within the agency related to a dredging project in the Atchafalaya Basin. Don’t miss this expose of the goings-on within Louisiana state government and the upcoming appeal of Mr. Collins’ suit by the LDNR.

March 1, 2017
by Les Lane
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MODERATION

The following is an account of a shipwreck published in the New York Times on May 27, 1856.

ALMOST A TRAGEDY—Collision of a Steamer and a Schooner—Two Hundred Excursionists Terribly Frightened and Very Nearly Drowned—an Uncomfortable Night at Sea—Varied (word is unclear) Incidents.

An event occurred on Sunday afternoon which might have resulted in the loss of nearly two hundred lives, but which, fortunately, was productive of nothing worse than severe discomfort to the same number of persons, and which, instead of being a tragedy, has resulted in a comedy of a very laughable description

. . . . the old steamer Robert L. Stephens . . . left the foot of Ames street, North River, at 9 o’clock on Sabbath morning, with nearly 200 persons on board. They were very merry. They inhaled the delicious sea breeze, and poisoned it with the smoke of bad cigars. They boasted of their fishing tackle. They drank themselves, and bestowed (word is unclear) and (word is unclear) on their ladies. They rejoiced greatly, and were bent on having the best of all good times. Continue Reading →

February 1, 2017
by Les Lane
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KOOL-AID

Once upon a time there was a young man who landed an audition for a television game show called “The All-New Dating Game.”  The format of the show was simple: a beautiful young lady or attractive young man would sit on one side of a partition and lob questions dripping with sexual innuendo at three hot contestants of the opposite sex on the other side of the partition.  They, in turn, would ad-lib predictably risqué (but funny) answers.  The object was for Beauty to pick one contestant to take on an all-expense-paid super date funded by the show.   It was all good, clean-ish fun.

How the young man…let’s call him Rupert – Rube for short…ended up in Los Angeles where the audition was being held is irrelevant.  Suffice it to say that one fine day (most days were fine in L.A.) there he was, standing in line outside of a television studio with 100 other guys like him.  An hour later, he was still there, still with 100 guys, except most of them were behind him instead of in front of him.  Eventually he made it inside, where he waited another 30 minutes to be invited into the bowels of the building.  There he found a table with five or six people seated behind it, a chair in front of it, and a doctor’s privacy partition to the side of it.  A young lady behind the partition (she sounded young anyway, but in Hollywood you never know) asked five or six of the kind of questions Beauty was going to ask.  He responded as wittily as he could…and got the gig. Continue Reading →