Smile, You’re On Camera
I’m not one to knock our government. Keeping track of the trillions of dollars pouring into every bank and car dealership behind on their water bill , has to be a headache. Just keeping the debits and credits straight with CEO’s all over the place writing checks and forgetting to put the amounts down, would be a challenge . But, it does seem to me that with all those sacks of money sitting around, a a few dollars could be eked out from someplace (maybe a smidgen borrowed from the post office sponge moistener fund,) to buy some decent cameras for the Department of Motor Vehicles.
These cameras have to be bought in gross lots. Obviously the better ones are routed over to the Department of Corrections. Which is a waste because I understand the folks over there aren’t a bit picky about what their mug shots look like. In fact, they would prefer them a little out of focus.
Some of the problem could be the operators’ camera training. I don’t know which photography school the government is funding, but apparently the only Lens Focusing class they offer is “Close Up And Ugly.”
I’ve tried on some of my better birthday years to spiff mysef up before having my driver’s license picture taken. New haircut, lip gloss, Vaseline on the teeth, a hint of smile…but the picture is always the same. My face still comes out looking like I’m hung over from last year.
Can you image what some sharp young politician could do with a situation like this. All he has to do is promise “a pretty picture in every woman’s purse.” It’s a whole lot catchier than “a chicken in every pot,” and look how that slogan took off.
Fundraisers would kick into overdrive. Women would mortgage their husbands to put this guy in office.
Just envision what it would be like to flip open your photo I.D. when you’re stopped for speeding, and have the officer wolf whistle at your license picture.
In no time, women would start flashing their license I.D. in every checkout line whether anyone cared or not.
There’s just one problem. Someone needs to figure out how to color code the “date of birth.”
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(from left to right) Mike McAuliffe , Glenna Tanenbaum, Lucy Cheatwood and John Ederer
That being said I would like to share some little known facts about this year’s Heritage Hills Symphony Show House, located at 431 NW 17th and sponsored by the Oklahoma City Orchestra League.
For starters, it is the only house in Heritage Hills that has served as a Governor’s Mansion. When Jack Walton became Governor in 1922 there was no mansion for him to live in so he asked supporters to buy the house on 17th Street. E.W. Marland stepped up to the bat and bought the house for him .While serving as governor, Walton managed to irk the Ku Klux Klan who paid him a visit and burned a cross beneath a flagpole in the front yard, partially burning the American flag.
Then in 1923, Walton was impeached and removed from office.
When you view the house which will be open April 26 through May 17th, be sure and note that the flag and Walton’s briefcase have been kept in the house.
