A plaque remaining from the Big Apple Night Club at West 135th Street and Seventh Avenue in Harlem.

Above, a 1934 plaque from the Big Apple Night Club at West 135th Street and Seventh Avenue in Harlem. Discarded as trash in 2006. Now a Popeyes fast food restaurant on Google Maps.

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Entry from March 23, 2010
“Our Constitution protects aliens, drunks and United States senators”

Entry in progress—B.P.
 
Wikipedia: Will Rogers
William Penn Adair “Will” Rogers (November 4, 1879 – August 15, 1935) was a Cherokee cowboy, comedian, humorist, social commentator, vaudeville performer and actor. He was the father of U.S. Representative and WWII veteran Will Rogers, Jr.
 
Known as Oklahoma’s favorite son, Rogers was born to a prominent Indian Territory family. He traveled around the world three times, made 71 movies (50 silent films and 21 “talkies”), wrote more than 4,000 nationally-syndicated newspaper columns, and became a world-famous figure.
 
By the mid-1930s, Rogers was adored by the American people, and was the top-paid movie star in Hollywood at the time. Rogers died in 1935 with aviator Wiley Post, when their small airplane crashed near Barrow, Alaska Territory.
 
Google News Archive
7 March 1935, Milwaukee (Wi) Journal, pg. 1, col. 6:
Senate Isn’t Refined,
but It Is Unique

Beverly Hills, Calif.—The United States senate may not be the most refined and deliberative body in existence, but they got the most unique rules.
 
Any member can call anybody in the world anything he can think of and they can’t answer him, sue him or fight him. Our Constitution protects aliens, drunks and United States senators.
 
There ought to be one day a year (just one) when there is an open season on senators.
WILL ROGERS.

Posted by Barry Popik
New York CityGovernment/Law/Military/Religion /Health • Tuesday, March 23, 2010 • Permalink


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