This originally went up on the 4 County Mall website (although without the photos) here:
http://www.4countymall.com/single-post/2017/01/09/Fun-With-Inaugurations
SLIGHTLY OFF THE MARK
This
is inauguration month. You probably didn’t realize this, unless you’re
one of the few people who followed the 2016 Presidential election. I
mean, who paid attention to that?
It
was the single nastiest election since I ran for high school student
council in 1979, and came in fourteenth out of thirteen. (I was beaten
by “none of the above”.) But I’m a humor writer, and humor writers are
fearless, so I’m absolutely going to not write about that election
because I’m not stupid. And not one of those other twelve student
council candidates can deny that, not even the one who ran on the
platform of banning shop class, which I voted for him.
Here
in Indiana we’d much rather talk about basketball and the weather than
politics. That includes me, and I hate basketball. Hoosiers only follow
politics because of our belief that politicians are like dogs: They
might do some things for you, but if you stop paying attention to them
they’ll chew up everything and spread crap all over the place.
Mostly
people here in the Middle would just like to be left alone to lead our
lives, but if someone riles us up … well, that’s a different story.
After all, this is a state where the governor once sent the American
army to attack a political convention, in the state capital.
It
was called the Battle of Pogue’s Run, and I devoted a whole section to
it in my book Hoosier Hysterical because I thought it
was—well—hysterical. (Look me up and I’ll sell you a copy for just ten
bucks, or less if you’ve got one of those newfangled electronic
do-dads.) Although there were no injuries, Pogue’s Run had all the
makings of an epic story: rebellion against authority, a cavalry charge,
cannons pitted against trains, pistols hidden in petticoats … you can’t
make up stuff like that.
This is what people did for fun in Indianapolis, before the Colts arrived.
Pogue's Run. Some sports team plays in that building in the background. |
As
all fifteen of my regular readers know, I write these things early, so
for me it’s three weeks before the 2017 presidential inauguration. Maybe
we’ll have a repeat of 2009, when Chief Justice John Roberts mixed up
his words while giving Barrack Obama the oath of office. People were so
worried about it turning into a legal issue that Obama was sworn in
again the next day—and that was over just 35 words.
Apparently
no one took issue to Lyndon B. Johnson’s vice-presidential oath, in
which he was supposed to say “without any mental reservation or purpose
of evasion”, and instead said “without any mental reservation whatever”.
Hey, we’ve all been there.
Anyway,
in part of my ongoing effort to have something to write about—I mean,
to educate the public—let’s see how things have gone wrong in past
presidential inaugurations.
I’ve
already written about William Henry Harrison, who gave the longest
presidential inauguration speech ever, then promptly died. He should
have taken note of George Washington’s speech, the shortest ever. Still,
maybe it wasn’t the time so much as Harrison’s refusal to wear a coat:
In 1937 Franklin D. Roosevelt watched the inauguration parade for an
hour and a half during the rainiest inauguration day in history, and
survived. Not only that, but he watched the whole thing while
standing—and FDR couldn’t stand, without assistance.
President Harrison is feeling a little under the weather ... |
In 1909 ten inches of snow fell on William H. Taft. Luckily he was a big, big guy, who just plowed through his speech.
In
the inauguration of 1865 Abe Lincoln had a brand new vice-president,
Andrew Johnson—who showed up drunk for his own speech. The story is that
Johnson was feeling under the weather, and alcohol was the preferred
treatment for a lot of ailments back then. I suppose alcohol’s also the
preferred treatment for stage fright.
The
most expensive inauguration was Obama’s, which cost more than $150
million—but about two thirds of that was paid for by private donors, an
idea I can get behind. Crowd source the government!
John
Quincy Adams did something truly shocking at his inauguration: He wore
pants. Up until then, all the new presidents wore knee breeches. Perhaps
ironically, Adams was also known to go skinny-dipping in the Potomac
River.
Adams was also the
first president to be photographed, so you can see why he was no peeping
prize. But one day a female reporter named Ann Royall, who’d been
refused an interview, simply sat on his clothes and refused to let him
out of the water … and became the first female reporter to interview a
U.S. President.
Who wouldn't want to see this handsome guy skinny dipping in the Potomac? |
On a less
happy note, in 1857 thirty-six people celebrating James Buchanan’s
inauguration caught the “National Hotel disease” and died. Buchanan got
it too but recovered, and I assume didn’t dine at that hotel again.
JFK
had a hot time at his inauguration parade, as in the podium caught
fire. A Cardinal was delivering the invocation at the time—think what
you will of that.
Then there
was the inauguration of Andrew Jackson. Twenty thousand people gathered
outside the Capitol, a huge crowd for 1829, and Jackson was so happy
that he said: “Ya’ll come on over and visit us at the White House!”
So they did.
Jackson
had to escape out the back while the drunken mob smashed stuff and
generally turned the White House into a wreck, which also happened when
Hillary started throwing bric-a-brac at Bill during the Affair Affair.
The party organizers were only able to clear the building by putting
free booze out on the White House lawn.
But
here’s my favorite of all: In 1953 Dwight D. Eisenhower was in the
reviewing stand for the inauguration parade when a cowboy rode up to him
on a horse … and lassoed him.
Of course, that had to have been planned in advance. The cowboy, Montie Montana (I assume that’s his real name) … survived.
Poor Harrison. Gives an endless speech in a snowstorm and ends up dying of a cold. Maybe he should have just said, "...yada yada yada, you know what? I'll give this to the press to print in the papers, why don't we all go inside and get some hot chocolate?"
ReplyDeleteThe irony being that the first few presidents really did just print their speeches out and hand them over! But to me the irony is that Harrison was an Indiana guy--he should have known better than to go out without his overcoat.
DeleteLewis Black says he intends to be at Trump's inauguration just so he can watch Trump burst into flames when he puts his hand on those two Bibles.
ReplyDeleteFunny guy, when he's not being hateful and intolerant -- sometimes even when he is. I don't pay much attention to celebrities when it comes to politics, though.
DeleteOh, good, you included the debacle of the "common" man during Jackson's inauguration. I'm going to have to buy your "happy" history book. Where else can I find such details about the history of one state.
ReplyDeleteWell, I'm sure you can find the details elsewhere--but I do try to lighten them up a bit!
DeleteMy wife couldn't believe I didn't find anything unusual about Teddy Roosevelt's inauguration. She figured he would have gone down the parade route on a bull moose, or something.