Lampião’s Band

Repost from 2014 for those of you who were not following at that time.


Lampião - ALampiāos Band

They fought against and incredibly corrupt Brazilian government. His right-hand man was known as the Blond Devil, and his woman, Maria Bonitas (Maria the Beautiful).
The relationship of Maria Bonita and Lampião is firmly rooted in Brazilian folk history, much like the ‘romance and violence’ fame that Bonie & Clyde achieved in the USA. The story of Lampião and Maria Bonita, has been the subject of innumerable Brazilian folk stories, books, comic books, songs, movies, and TV shows, with all the elements of drama, passion, and violence typical of “Wild West” stories.

Lampiao -  CAt the youtube site below Maria’s photo you can find the popular Brazilian song “Acorda Maria Bonita” celebrating the cangaceira (outlaws).

Maria-2Maria Bonita

On July 28, 1938, Lampião’s band was betrayed by one of his supporters and ambushed in one of his hideouts by a police troop armed with machine guns. In a quick battle…

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What I’m Reading

She tells the truth, but tells it at a slant. Emily Dickenson said that. Kingsolver writes it.

A good read, in my opinion.

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Excerpt from Unsheltered, Barbara Kingsolver – Harper Collins – Page 260

“You’ve grown extremely bold in your critiques of Landis, these last months. ‘The Prince Travels Abroad, Hoping to Eclipse Her Royal Majesty.’ Even the captain’s wife is not spared. I have to say . I’m impressed:’

“The loudest horn does nothing to move deaf ears.”

“You’re being modest. Your paper has its subscribers, I trust.” “A fair number, it would please me to say. And also its detractors.” “Naturally.”

“Nat naturally. It doesn’t always go along lines you expect. The peasants don’t like hearing how they’ve been used, paying for land that will go back to Landis the day they lose their first crop. They refuse to believe they’re getting tricked into building wealth for the masters of this town.”

“No man wants to hear he has been a fool.”

“But they hear it, and still they persist. Landis passes around his bill of sale, this egalitarian Vineland where every man stands an equal chance, and they lap it up like cats at the dish. They are all for the great captain, while he indentures them and eats their souls and property. Somehow he gets them to side against their own.”


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If God created us

If god created us in his image, we would understand him.

Can’t remember where I saw this, but it caught my attention.

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Another Postcard From Ellie

OMG! I thought it was over. I mean really, Best Bitch, and the red ribbon. I thought it was done. Mission accomplished. What do the expect from a girl? Next day turned out to be another go at another show. What I really wanted was relaxing bath, a manicure, and a nap, but a gal’s got to do what a gal’s got to do. That’s show biz.

Here’s the news. I won again. I got Best of Breed this time. I am so pumped!

And so ready to go home. One more long, boat ride back to Sweden. Mom and Mio will be waiting with my pack mate, Mio. I hope he’s not in a playful mood. I just want some peace and quiet. Time to rest upon my laurels.

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Postcard from Ellie -10 Feb 2019

This is me getting my hair done for the first show of the year.

I won Best Bitch! I am so happy!

I was feeling a bit homesick when they took this photo, but I’m on my way back to Sweden now.


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by Stephen Dunn

It was back when we used to listen to stories,
our minds developing
pictures as we were taken into the elsewhere

of our experience or to the forbidden
or under the sea.
Television was wrestling, Milton Berle,

Believe It Or Not. We knelt before it
like natives
in front of something sent by parachute,

but when grandfather said “I’ll tell you a story,”
we stopped with pleasure,
sat crosslegged next to the fireplace, waited.

He’d sip gin and hold us, his voice
the extra truth
beyond what we believed without question.

When grandfather died and changed
what an evening meant,
it was 1954. After supper we went

to the television, innocents in a magic land
getting more innocent,
a thousand years away from Oswald and the shock,

the end of our enormous childhood.
We sat still
for anything, laughed when anyone slipped

or lisped or got hit with a pie. We said
to our friends
“What the hey?” and punched them in the arms.

The television had arrived, and was coming.
Throughout the country
all the grandfathers were dying,

giving their reluctant permission, like Indians.

“Stories” by Stephen Dunn from Local Time. © Quill Press, 1986.

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Answers to questions you never asked:

Many years ago in Scotland , a new game was invented. It was ruled ‘Gentlemen Only…Ladies Forbidden’.  And thus, the word GOLF entered into the English language.

The cost of raising a medium-size dog to the age of eleven: £10,120.00

The first novel ever written on a typewriterTom Sawyer.

Each King in a deck of playing cards represents a great King from history:

Spades – King DavidHearts – CharlemagneClubs -Alexander, the Great   — Diamonds – Julius Caesar 

If a statue in the park of a person on a horse has both front legs in the air, the person died in battle.

If the horse has one front leg in the air, the person died because of wounds received in battle.

If the horse has all four legs on the ground, the person died of natural causes.

Q….. If you were to spell out numbers, how far would you have to go until you would find the letter ‘A’?A… One thousand

Q…. What do bulletproof vests, fire escapes, windshield wipers and laser printers have in common?All were invented by women.

Q… What is the only food that doesn’t spoil? – Honey

In Shakespeare’s time, mattresses were secured on bed frames by ropes. When you pulled on the ropes, the mattress tightened, making the bed firmer to sleep on. Hence the phrase…’Goodnight , sleep tight’

It was the accepted practice in Babylon 4,000 years ago that for a month after the wedding, the bride’s Father would supply his son-in-law with all the mead he could drink. Mead is a honey beer and because their calendar was lunar based, this period was called the honey month, which we know today as the honeymoon.


In English pubs, Ale is ordered by pints and quarts….

So in old England, when customers got unruly, the bartender would yell at them ‘Mind your pints and quarts, and settle down. It’s where we get the phrase: ‘Mind your P’s and Q’s.’

Many years ago in England , pub frequenters had a whistle baked into the rim, or handle, of their ceramic cups. When they needed a refill, they used the whistle to get some service.  ‘Wet your whistle” is the phrase inspired by this practice.


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