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Friday, December 20, 2019

Dec. 20, 2019

|| || guild, arose, casino, spiral, "soda-pressing". [so depressing.]
Image from the Internet.

The opening poem contains all the words (or variations of them) from today's Jumble.
Comments are welcomed!
Do not explicitly reveal any of the actual answer words until after closing time, but embedding them surreptitiously in comment sentences is encouraged.

8 comments:

OwenKL said...

A proud but defeated people, hustled off to reservations.
No bison there to hunt, no industry for preservation.
The spiral to despair, alcohol, and poverty --
What the army hadn't killed, depression would see.

Then a Seminole arose and said, "Let's build a bingo hall!
Our reservation is sovereign, we can set our own law!"
After battles in the courts, the tribal actions stand,
And now Indian casinos are dotted all across the land!

Fire water was the bane of the native red-man clan,
As gambling addiction is, of the guild of white man.
Pressing sodas may help a few defeat hard liqueur,
While casino slots have scalped more than when at war!

Ol' Man Keith said...

A wise take, Owen, on the Native American response to their near annihilation and isolation.
I suppose the casino culture is a form of revenge, and it is a lesson to the world in how to conduct a get-even strategy. You entice your former oppressors with the sights, sounds, and comforts of luxurious surroundings, even the lures of possible romance and the promise of delicious foods and plenty to drink--all while you win a statistically certain share of their cash.
If only Sitting Bull had the vision in time to save him from having to toady for Buffalo Bill!

In my undergrad years I had a part time job as a ladies shoe salesman. I was a terrible salesman & rarely made my quota. Dressing well & smiling at the customers kept me employed, as the senior salesmen could always palm their lousy customers off on me.
"Sorry, I can't find what you want. But I'm sure our Mr. Keith can help you."
~ OMK

Sandyanon said...

I had a tough time with this jumble;it took me lots of staring and rearranging to get clue three. Then, I kind of figured what the second solution word must be, which incidentally helped get a letter for clue four. But it took some cogitating until the light broke and I saw clue four and then the first solution word popped out. Whew!

I was happy to see Native Americans mentioned in your poem, though part of the mention was quite sad. And I could see how tough it was to organize those disparate words into one poem. Plaudits to you.

Misty said...

Like Sandyanon, I too had trouble with this Jumble. The third word was a tough one for me to get, and although I figured out the first word of the solution, I just couldn't get the second long one. Even Owen's interesting poem didn't help me and I finally had to look it up. And there it was, a clever finish to the cartoon. I loved the picture of three women with different haircuts and different colored shirts, holding their red cans over their blue plates and bowl. A little background would have been nice, but there was just too much text. Still, lots of fun, and interesting youth story, Ol'Man Keith.

Anonymous said...

Wilbur here. I have the new cell phone but it needs charging or maybe a new battery. $80 bucks, whatever...

I knocked this off earlier and had a little trouble with 6's but not much. Once I'd jotted down the letters the bubbles revealed the riddle. *

Did you see where there's a movement to take away the medals of honor from the Wounded Knee butchers? Start with the higher brass.

WC

Wilbur Charles said...

Wilbur again. Re. *. My fav riddle-solution is no longer in my memory. I'm posting from a pad.

I gambled on sports in the,70

Wilbur Charles said...

Wow, it recognized my original moniker. Hurrah

WC

Ol' Man Keith said...

WC ~
Your new gamble's paying off!
~ OMK