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...eyed deals. And his campaign fund is brimming: $1.1 million banked, drawing 17% interest. Says State Assembly Speaker Willie Brown, no relation and not always a friend: "It appears there's a guardian angel watching over Jerry Brown." But the Medfly uproar is the biggest flap besetting the moonbeam Governor...
...right. Though Brown tried to capitalize on several key issuesnotably his all-out opposition to nuclear power he was never able to articulate any coherent program or to shake off his image as "Governor Moonbeam." Though his campaign organization had improved considerably since his New England days, he continued to have trouble making himself heard, and he blamed the press for concentrating on the Carter-Kennedy struggle. As Brown straggled along he began paying more and more heed to an assortment of eccentrics who had attached themselves to the fringes of his entourage. Among them were members...
Their names were enough to make most Americans guffaw: Moonbeam McSwine, Fearless Fosdick, Lonesome Polecat, Joe Btfsplk (pronounced Btfsplk). For 43 years they frolicked across the funny pages lampooning the foibles of the high and mighty and mouthing the pungent politics of their raspy-voiced creator, Al Capp. He called his hillbilly vaudeville Li'l Abner, and it made him a wealthy man, though not an especially happy one. Racked by emphysema and distressed by the social changes he saw around him, Capp abruptly retired in 1977. He took up a reclusive life in Cambridge, Mass., where he died...
...shmoos rolled over dead and oven ready for hungry hoomins. Hulking Hairless Joe and his faithful Indian sidekick, Lonesome Polecat, dispensed hair-curling batches of Kickapoo Joy Juice. Dogpatchers went calling on the snowbound citizens of Lower Slobbovia, home of Lena the Hyena, world's ugliest woman. Moonbeam McSwine wallowed happily in the mud and tried unsuccessfully to ensnare Abner with her buxom charms. As Capp once said of his curvaceous creations: "Anyone who likes small bosoms -let 'em read Orphan Annie...
...comes Linda, the chicklet who shows up onstage wearing peasant blouses, cutoff jeans, subteen knee socks and track shoes to sing Love Is a Rose and That'll Be the Day. She is dead serious about her music, but the superstar nonsense amuses her; once she kidded her Moonbeam McSwine reputation by posing for an album cover in a barnyard with a couple of pigs...