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LittledidIthinkIwouldeverwriteabout some new proposed California regulations that are hoping to require condom use for porn film stars. The phrase "only in Cali- fornia" comes to mind. InFebruarytheCalifor- nia Division of Occupational Safety and Health did reject the first set of pro- posed regula- tions to hopefully do more to pro- tect us all from their behavior and the sexually transmitted dis- eases. However, that commission is not through yet. I have learned over the years that once government gets its teeth into something, it never lets go. The commission is still reviewing those proposed reg- ulations and will now take them up at a later date. Pornography always proves to me that mankind has not really evolved as much as it could have from the sometimes more civi- lized animal kingdom itself. At a five hour hearing in Oakland, scores of actors, writers, producers and direc- tors in the video porn busi- ness testified that the regula- tions being discussed would force the industry under- ground and make them crim- inals. One of the film exec- utives even stated that the proposed regulations might force that industry to move out of California. My take on that is who cares? I like to believe that everyone should be able to find a loyal mate without these people showing us ev- erything they've got. I am not always easy to live with, but I did find a beautiful woman all by myself and I have kept her loyalty so far. Already the porn movie folks self impose a requirement the actors be tested every 14 days to see if they have contracted any transmitted disease. Unfortu- nately, I believe that unseemly pornography business will con- tinue to survive. If humans are capable of doing something, you can pretty much know they will make that something hap- pen. In this computerized 21st century world pornogra- phy is readily available. I hope the porn filming business would evolve and just end. However, my take is that mankind has a bet- ter chance of flying without a plane. Heaven knows the porn film industry has already done enough to take the naked beauty that can exist between a man and a woman to the most basic and lower level. One would think that Holly- wood's ability to already make billions using the subject of just love would be enough. The Porn Film People are a one billion dollar industry already. Also, because you might not initially agree with me, seeing something that is con- stantly available can make it boring, even if it's a nude centerfold of Jennifer Lopez. Hard to believe, gentlemen? I don't ever expect to have that specific opportunity, but my limited experience over al- most eight decades alive tells me that is true. This could even be com- pared to a traffic accident. It's just not natural to take your eyes off one of those. Even that eventually become boring. My take is that our species — humans — will eventually hopefully look for stimula- tion in the right places. Mytakeonthemovies "The Legend of Tarzan" pretty much beats all those previous versions of the man who was raised by apes. Swedish actor Alexander Skarsgard was excellent in the title role. This Tarzan effort is more of an adult film. I would not recommend this movie for kids under seven or eight years old. Also, someone made a great decision when they left today's more common use of curse words out. I heard only one nasty word in the whole film and it was funny. StanStathamserved1976- 1994 in the California Assembly and was a television news anchor at KHSL-TV in Chico 1965-1975. He is past president of the California Broadcasters Association and can be reached at StanStatham@gmail.com. StanStatham My take on proposal requiring condoms for porn film stars Heaven knows the porn film industry has already done enough to take the naked beauty that can exist between a man and a woman to the most basic and lower level. Time to mix up monotonous bells Editor: Let me be the first to ad- mit what a delight I discovered the church bells to be when I returned to Red Bluff after a many-years absence. Even from as many blocks away as I am, the sound is clear and crisp. It was such a treat to sit out front in the evenings and listen to the last chiming of the bells with a beer in one hand and a bullhorn in the other to sur- prise the junkies as they tried to break into our cars. Well, to be honest, the elec- tronic bell tones. But I'm not a bell snob, so whatever. A year in, however, and the bells began to wear thin. Now, I have yet to catalog how many different songs we're treated to in bell format, as I have an area education and can't count past the three I know it plays, but the variety is lacking, to say the least. And now, at 18 months, I will say quite firmly that I tire of the bells. Of their monotony. Of having no opt-out box to check before Amazing Grace gets the bell treatment of Mu- zak and piped down the rela- tively quiet streets of our beau- tiful Victorian town. They ring out above the smashing of car windows in the night, against the gentle whoosh of air from a slashed tire in the calm of the evening. The bells. Always with the bells. They're invasive, to be quite honest. It is never pleasant to have somebody else's ide- als forced into the peace of your domicile, into your ears and mind. It's become almost a Monty Pythonesque sketch, at least within the walls of my home. Shouts of "The bells are getting louder" are not uncom- mon throughout the day. I think I have an answer, however. If the bells are going to be in- flicted upon us day after day, it only makes sense that we, as a community, are granted in- put about the selection. I've in- vested a lot of thought into this, so hear me out. We cannot ignore the fact that the bells, and their asso- ciated expenses and mainte- nance, belong solely to what- ever that church over there is. Therefore, it stands to reason their own songs are allowed a stronger rank in the selec- tion pool, like how the DJ puts the songs his friends request higher on the play list than those shouted at him by the pack of drunken middle-aged women out celebrating meno- pause and the false facade of self-confidence they tell each other they have. The church is the DJ's friend. The rest of us are drunk bar cougars. That said, the bar cougar still gets to hear The Thong Song every once in a while, right? A lot of the opposition to the church bells could be arrested if only those forced to listen could enjoy their own favorites every now and again. Because right now, the only time I enjoy the bells are in those few seconds when I can mistake whatever that religious song is for a ringing of the Irish standard "Danny Boy," and even that illusion is fleeting. Those requesting songs, let's call us the Cougar Coali- tion, would of course be respon- sible for locating and supply- ing the bell tracks for the songs we wish to hear. That is, in my mind, a small price to pay to get Hell's Bells ringing out at 7 a.m. here in sunny Red Bluff. As the leader of the Cou- gar Coalition, I would with great joy track down an all- bell rendition of Smells Like Teen Spirit. Can you imagine with what great joy you'd en- joy the ringing of Stairway to Heaven from bed on a Sunday morning? Or how about taking your evening stroll to the dul- cet tones of Sympathy for the Devil on a weeknight? I feel this is the best solution for all parties involved and I look forward to its implementation. — R. D. Sullivan, Red Bluff Robot slaying of Dallas gunman unconstitutional Editor: In Dallas July 7 gunman Mi- cah Johnson could have been subdued by equipping the robot with tasers — or even tranquil- izer darts — instead of blow- ing him up with a bomb. Such was arguably use of excessive force. One could even argue it was cruel and unusual punish- ment — an Eighth Amendment violation. Things aren't always as they seem. That's why our forefa- thers gave us the Fifth Amend- ment, which gives us a chance to tell our side of the story be- fore a jury of our peers when we're accused of a crime. Accordingly, unless police are put in a situation of "kill or be killed" they're arguably bound to capture even known murderers alive. Police officers around the country clearly take the injury and killing of fellow police offi- cers personally and often dole out vigilante justice against of- fenders. That's unprofessional, unlawful, and wrong. — Nathan Esplanade, Rancho Tehama Autopilot Tesla driving mode may not be perfect Editor: It is a common for drivers of tractor-trailers to suddenly change lanes to pass another truck at a 2 or 3 mph speed differential. This requires drivers in the high speed lane to suddenly brake from their typical 5 miles over the speed limit 75 mph to the 57 mph of the sudden tractor-trailer lane change. During a typical 200 mile drive, this dangerous situa- tion occurs multiple times to a dozen times. Hopefully cars in the autopi- lot mode, such as the Tesla, rec- ognize this frequent and sud- den tractor-trailer lane change, that can easily result in a rear end deadly collision. — Joseph Neff, Corning Your opinions Cartoonist's take I don't make a hobby out of collecting obituaries, but some- times I stumble across one that particularly moves me. The Wall Street Journal re- cently reported that Chester "Chet" Krause passed away on June 25 at age 92. In case you didn't know, in 1952 Krause founded Krause Publications, which eventually published scores of magazines and ref- erence books for collectors of coins, stamps and other items. In a "past life," I spent 17 years writing a comic-book col- umn called "Dan T's Inferno" for Krause's "Comics Buyer's Guide" periodical. In fact, my son Gideon (age 12) has never gotten to use his bed- room closet because it's stuffed with old issues of CBG. On a pos- itive note, there is no room for monsters in his closet, although I wouldn't mind a mob of angry villagers with torches dropping by to deal with silverfish. I never had the pleasure of dealing directly with Mr., Krause, but after his passing, John and Nancy Wilson of the American Numismatic Association spoke highly of his knowledge and his philanthropic endeavors. Krause's love of collecting started when his aunts gave him a Whitman penny board used for displaying coin collections. It's funny how the same stimu- lus can affect people differently. One person might get a penny board and decide, "I should help people with their hobbies." An- other might get a penny board and say, "This is a sign I really need a private internet server" or "I've been looking for this sort of justification for killing people of another color." Publishers such as Krause have compiled and shared valuable in- formation, although sometimes it does produce extra work for CSI teams. ("We had no idea what Grandpa had until we saw the pa- per money price guide. Now we know he has a small fortune — and rickety, rickety stairs...") Leisure-time magazines help people with niche interests find kindred souls in other cit- ies, states or countries, and con- sequently feel less required to share the minutiae of their in- terests with casual passers-by. (The Supreme Court recently designated three things that warrant an automatic cry of "Too Much Information": (1) any acknowledgment that one's par- ents actually had sex, (2) graphic descriptions of bathroom occur- rences and (3) any sentence that begins with, "Yesterday I sent the Franklin Mint a check for..." Some hobbies, such as restor- ing vintage automobiles, are fairly mainstream and macho. (In 1972 Krause launched an on- going nationally recognized car show in Iola, Wisconsin.) Oth- ers are a bit more obscure, but all types of enthusiasts deserve their own magazine. (Where would we be without "Used Den- tal Retainer Gazette" and "Lint, My Friend, Lint"?) Hobby magazines are a wel- come mailbox arrival in mil- lions of homes. Granted, some of them come wrapped more elabo- rately than others. I like the one that comes packaged in a Ru- bik's Cube that you have to solve before you can read it. ("*Sigh* I guess if I have the time to drive 2500 miles to the Collectible Tongue Depressors Convention, I really do have time to work on opening the latest issue.") I hope hobby magazines will forever deliver life-affirming in- formation, such as "Pretty girl actually gives the time of day to mild-mannered Q-Tip collector." Of course the magazines need to be a little faster with the retrac- tions.("No, wait — she merely tossed him her Rolex, in hopes that he would quit following her. Keep hoping, guys.") Danny Tyree welcomes email responses at tyreetyrades@aol. com and visits to his Facebook fan page Tyree's Tyrades. Danny Tyree Rest in peace Chester Krause, king of the hobby magazines GregStevens,Publisher Chip Thompson, Editor EDITORIAL BOARD How to have your say: Letters must be signed and provide the writer's home street address and home phone number. Anonymous letters, open letters to others, pen names and petition-style letters will not be allowed. Letters should be typed and no more than two double-spaced pages or 500words. When several letters address the same issue, a cross section will be published. Email: editor@ redbluffdailynews.com Fax: 530-527-9251 Mail to: P.O. Box 220, 728Main St., Red Bluff, CA 96080 Facebook: Leave comments at FACEBOOK.COM/ RBDAILYNEWS Twitter: Follow and send tweets to @REDBLUFFNEWS By Danny Tyree Stan Statham OPINION » redbluffdailynews.com Thursday, July 14, 2016 » MORE AT FACEBOOK.COM/RBDAILYNEWS AND TWITTER.COM/REDBLUFFNEWS A4