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Chip Franklin Let’s Play War

LET’S PLAY WAR!

When I was a kid, little boys played War. Try that today and they’ll have you on a couch quicker than u can open a bottle of Zanex. 

 Remember the toys we played with then? Not so much now. Jarts? Basically life size darts for games of skill and impalement. You’d throw them across the lawn at a target, or a cousin. They’re gone.

And what better to have after a good game of Jarts than a bubble gum cigarette? Just like Uncle Bob. The one with the hole in his throat.

Remember the BB gun? They’re still Read more

Arrested Intelligence- Chip Franklin

I have lived, and I have the scars to prove it.

Here in Southern California, where lines, wrinkles, sags and bags have fallen way to the wizardry of the cosmetic surgeon, I stand alone. I love my imperfections. And there’s a lot to love.

I have lived thru battles with rough edges, gravity, knuckles, a few bb’s and an arrow. And with it, some rust and wear. But I’m still here. Sure, I’m not as pretty as Matthew McConaughey, but I don’t need to be. I’m a guy. We have different rules. Seriously, would Jack Nicholson still get sex if he were a woman? (That sounds wrong, but you get it.)

I don’t mind getting older. Why? Because, it’s better than a face full of dirt. As a society however, we have decided that youth is king. TV, movies, magazines celebrate youth. But it’s really a den of fear. Of age. Of death.

But not me. I like my cars,wine and women with a few miles on em. Live is to be lived. It’s said he who has the most toys when he Read more

Oklahoma Mother Shoots and Kills Intruder

A young Oklahoma mother shot and killed an intruder to protect her 3-month-old baby, less than a week after the baby’s father died of cancer.  But that’s not the story.

Sarah McKinley was home, one day after burying her husband, the father of her infant son, when two men who had been stalking her attempted to break in and rape and kill her. Both armed with 12-inch knives. Now it should be noted that this is Grady County OK, where it often takes law enforcement an hour to respond. Where when the bad gets worse, and the worse gets deadly, all of the PC in the world can get you in trouble, or worse, killed.

Still this young mother felt it necessary to call 911 and ask for permission to shoot the 24 yr old man breaking into her home with a 12-inch butcher knife. Which she did, successfully? But what does it say about our society, that she felt the need to Read more

Chip Franklin on Andy Warhol and Who’s Chip Franklin?

I was telling my son about Andy Warhol’s declaration that in the future everyone will be famous for 15 minutes.

He said, “who’s Andy Warhol?”

I’ve been in front of a microphone for all of my life, playing/paying my way thru colleges in a band, doing standup while my kids grew up, and now radio here in San Diego. I started performing because girls seemed to like musicians, but also because people paid attention to you. I know that sounds shallow, but it’s true. At the heart of why any of us performs is a neurosis that our words need amplification over yours.

Fame however is a fleeting thing, and keeps me working to justify my increased volume.  I’ve been on national TV and heard my songs on the radio, and it’s a great feeling.  But I’ve been around long enough to not take Read more

Chip Franklin On Magicians

Most people find clowns creepy. Me? I hate magicians. There I said it.

The whole point of a magic show is simple; “I know something you don’t know and I’m going to make you look stupid in the process.”

I remember kids parties. There’s this creepy magician entertaining the kids, pulling a silver dollar out from behind a six-year old girl’s ear. All the while giving off

this John Gacy vibe.

I like Penn and Teller because they get.  The do magic while making fun of themselves. ”Ironic magic!”

But sadly they are the only ones. The rest of these charlatans continue their pursuit of fame by weirding out pre-teens at children’s parties until somebody finally recognizes them off the predator list.

And hypnotists? Don’t get me started.  ”You’re getting sleepy.”  Yeah. There’s a reason Read more

Chip Franklin On Google Chip

A friend asked me if I ever googled myself.   I said “what is this, don’t click, don’t tell?”

To Google someone, as if I needed to tell you, is to put your name in a search engine and see what comes up.

And yes, I’ve done it. 978 thousand results. But unlike you, I’m in talk-radio. It’s not all nice.
It’s the nature of what I do-combative talk. Some people agree, and some people want to carve out my heart out with a dull bread knife.

What amazes me is how the search engine finds it all. Apparently, while we’re sleeping,
internet spiders roam the web looking for any reference of your name, and when you submit an inquiry, it all pops up.

There are actually web PR firms that can help you hide bad stories. Read more