9 Fun Facts about Turkeys

Gobble Gobble @ JPLimeProductions.comGreetings all my jakes and jennies, and Happy Thanksgiving! Our national day of feast is nearly upon us so as you prepare to enjoy family, football, and food here are nine fun facts about the fowl at the center of it all.

For further reading on a Thanksgiving tradition check out ‘Turkeys, Lions, and Cowboys’ for why Dallas and Detroit each always play on Thanksgiving.

Was the Turkey almost our national bird, due to lobbying by Ben Franklin? No, but he wasn’t psyched about the bald eagle, either.

The idea of Big Ben pushing for the turkey to be our national symbol is a perpetuated myth, mostly. There were four different committees between 1776 and 1782 to propose and design a national seal. The first committee was comprised of Thomas Jefferson, John Adams, and Ben Franklin but his design featured Moses standing on the shore of the Red Sea drowning the Pharaoh and his men. After the fourth committee had settled on the eagle design, using elements from the three previous proposals, Franklin did comment in a 1784 letter to his daughter on his doubts about the values symbolized by the eagle, ending with a passing comment that it looked more like a turkey, perhaps a more suitable icon:

Excerpt from Ben Franklin’s letter to his daughter, 1784

“For my own part I wish the Bald Eagle had not been chosen the Representative of our Country. He is a Bird of bad moral Character. He does not get his Living honestly. You may have seen him perched on some dead Tree near the River, where, too lazy to fish for himself, he watches the Labour of the Fishing Hawk; and when that diligent Bird has at length taken a Fish, and is bearing it to his Nest for the Support of his Mate and young Ones, the Bald Eagle pursues him and takes it from him.

“With all this injustice, he is never in good case but like those among men who live by sharping & robbing he is generally poor and often very lousy. Besides he is a rank coward: The little King Bird not bigger than a Sparrow attacks him boldly and drives him out of the district. He is therefore by no means a proper emblem for the brave and honest Cincinnati of America who have driven all the King birds from our country…

“I am on this account not displeased that the Figure is not known as a Bald Eagle, but looks more like a Turkey. For the Truth the Turkey is in Comparison a much more respectable Bird, and withal a true original Native of America… He is besides, though a little vain & silly, a Bird of Courage, and would not hesitate to attack a Grenadier of the British Guards who should presume to invade his Farm Yard with a red Coat on.”

A group of turkeys is a called a rafter, a gang, or a posse.

Yes, turkeys can fly.

And they can reach speeds of up to 55 MPH. They can also run up to 25 MPH.


Sur5ill’s Exception is Exceptional

Sur5ILL_Exception-frontOver the past year we’ve featured an up and coming artist from Boston who calls himself Sur5ill.  We were drawn to his brand of nerd rap and Work mixtape, and captivated by his ability to blend complex lyricism, clever punch lines, and vivid storytelling all within the framework of a concept record.  With his latest mixtape, Exception, Sur5ill brings all of these elements together yet again in an impressive manner.  In many ways, Exception conveys the tale of a man maneuvering through life balancing inner-city tendencies with both self- societally-imposed expectations.

From a lyrical standpoint, his bars are carefully crafted throughout.  Sur5ill uses strong rhyme patterns and a healthy variance of flows, tones (sometimes on his own, sometimes via vocal effects), and deliveries.  Right off the bat, on the first track, appropriately titled, “Exception To The Rule Intro”, Sur5ill transitions from a mid-tempo, sharp couplet based delivery into a double-timed staccato flow to conclude the track.  What’s great about the switch-up is that he announces it in the rhyme leading up to such, rapping, “now, I, have some bravado, I rap in stoccato…”  He’s not only displaying his skills, he’s telling us what to check for.  I can dig it.

Track by track, he gives us a glimpse into many of the internal tug-of-wars he experiences throughout his journey.  For example, my favorite moment on the record comes on the hook for a track entitled, “Honor Thy Father”, where Sur5ill discusses the impact and intricacies of his relationship with his father.  He simply states, in an almost resigned yet matter-of-fact tone, “I ain’t trying to be social, I’m just trying to be pleasant.”  As a stand-alone bar, it’s a relatable sentiment, at least to me.  We all have moments where we engage, and maybe even enjoy a little schmoozing; some more than others.  But for the most part, much like Sur5ill’s line, I’d rather just keep to self, more often than not.  I’m glad you’re well, let’s catch up another time… In the larger context of the track, it evokes a lot more than just relatability.  And that’s why I dig this song.  It’s deep.  Sur5ill is clever, funny, confident, and boastful at various points throughout the mixtape, but taking nothing away from the stellar bar for bar composition of this track, it stands out because it’s powerful.  It’s a moment of honest self-reflection, accented by an ethereal sounding beat that feels equal parts banger and trance, but driven by the sheer potency of the lyrics.  Here’s and example:

Like father like son’s dumb, it’s a sentiment I run from

Candidly, it’s all a bunch of bullshit and I shunned tons

Yeah, think about it: that’s a lot of dung flung

I drown in fucking rum punch this damage can’t be undone

What’s alarming to me is the farmers believe

That the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree


Zoloft Tripping at 3am

From our good friend Jason Wright, editor of Oddball Magazine, Boston’s best poetry magazine, we bring you a reading of “Zoloft Tripping at 3am”:

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Rap Flashback, November Edition

It’s time once again for a journey into Hip Hop History with the Rap Flashback!
This month we give thanks for all that Hip Hop has given us this year, we look at a host of November debut albums, and we send Happy Birthday wishes to those born in November, many of whom share dates with others in the Rap community.  Get “Old-Schooled” with the Rap Flashback, only from JP Lime.

InnerSpace: Jotted Lines

Jagged Thought #101: Wandering Graffiti

Dedicated to Blu Kollar

Well here I am writing rhymes, playing with sounds
The sonnets are playing games.
Listening to Lorde
I wish I stood for something
Drunken beer nights, playing with the solvents
Drinking wishing I was something
Better then I am,
Wish I was the man,
But programmed to stand, something I can’t

Never been the one to talk to the wind.
Realized I could see from the beginning
That there was an extraterrestrial sitting
Making something talk.

Wishes, are worth as much as the wish list
You wish for the best, I know I get the worst
I wish for forgiveness.

I want to be the time to sit down and relax.
Find beauty in my world that I react to.
Have to take my pill,
Cause I know I can’t stand.

Wandering graffiti, in the back yard
Junk dogs sit in the stanzas
What could I see in my drunken antics

My friend found, in crashed cars, witness
The being of regret and indifference
Troubled minds, passing as citizens
We are all worse for the wear.

I am not the ugliness, you see
Shaved head for charity
I try to be good,
But I don’t think you see,
What it is to be me,

Running with tragedy.

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Jason Wright is the founder and Editor of Oddball Magazine. His column appears weekly in Oddball Magazine.

What Are You Listening To?

Say, Spaceman, what’re you listening to this week?

Man, “Stick Talk” from Future is my track right now!

What about you, Prof? What’s banging in your speakers?

I’ve been on a Johnny Cash kick the past week, live ‘At Folsom Prison’.

How about you, dear reader? What are YOU listening to?
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InnerSpace: Winter Brew

Agents of SHIELD: Who or What is the Death Monster on the Alien Planet?

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Now six episodes deep, Season 3 of Marvel’s Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. has already accrued its share of mysterious cliff-hangers and possible further MCU entanglements. As I’ve done previously today I’ll work through some of the prevalent theories making their way around the interwebs, specifically focusing on Simmons’ time on the alien planet in episode 3.5 “4,722 Hours”. Though we did get a few reveals in last week’s episode “Among Us Hide…”, the largest obviously being the identity of Lash, the previous episode left us with many intriguing questions and corresponding theories, issues that may be addressed as early as tonight’s Episode 7. So strap on your nerdcaps, True Believers, and let’s theorize on some AoS questions, starting with…

Where was Simmons stranded?

By now we know quite a bit about the Monolith (it’s a portal to another planet/dimension) and its creation (fashioned by the Kree as an answer to their failed Inhuman experiments) but are left with several unanswered questions. The frequency of its liquefying transformation, and thus its creation of the portal, is linked to the alien planet’s orbit and alignment but also seems to respond to Inhumans being in its vicinity. Does this speak to Jemma being something other than fully human since it liquified to suck her in? We also know that it can be forced open through vibration as S.H.I.E.L.D. discovers in the secret chamber of their British experimenting forebears. We know that there have been experiments on it for centuries but the results have been continuously lost to inter-dimensional travel and a maleficent creature inhabiting the alien world.

Beyond these facts we have a lot of scattered information to compile into a comic book puzzle, and theories are abounding from all corners of the internet as to the identity of the mysterious figure of death that seems to rule, or at least dominate, the barren world where Jemma and astronaut Will Daniels were/are trapped. Given the storyline’s connection to the Inhumans and potential to connect to the other intergalactic goings-on of the MCU, this question could be rather significant going forward. For clarity purposes, here I will refer to the character as the Death Monster so as to differentiate from the Marvel character named Death (who may also play into this). Also, a disclaimer: while I wear my nerd mantel proudly I am not enough of one where these theories are my own. I have scoured the internet in search of answers, much like many other hungry fans and compiled the results for you here. I will include links to what I consider the most sound reports. Some are long-shots but some are sheer brilliance so let’s dig into the theories.


The Underground Garden: The Universe Says… Redemption! (PURE)


hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Do you hear them? Shhhhhhhhhhhhh. Listen.

Shell cracked life
Made broken
By tokens
From past pains.

How many times must this charge in my brain?

Why can’t it rain? So showers can bring

Their power of Peace.

I wish it would rain on me.

Something else to see beside
Distant gleams of long time dreams still sparking clean.

But this cracking
These tears
These fears


These joys

Keep back the attack for the crack.

Full death is the cause of true total Loss
New Life would emerge
All lived would be purged
New lifts become urge

Balance the senses
Discard that which won’t merge
With joy.

Hold on to today for tomorrow’s sake

This egg will not break
I don’t burn when I bake
And I live to awake

Take my start of the day
Then saunter and sway into Play But today

Felt worse than yesterday.

It really felt that way.

And tonight,
Will be spent in fright and sorrow

Cheering on tomorrow
Concentrating on time borrowed perfect burrow to rest my brow
Total love around Love surrounds

Which is why I don’t cover up or crack

I succeed smarter than that

There’s more strength in the wind than a bat
Feel the gales of existence
Love a laugh


Scale back
Shed skin
Spread wings
Feel things
Close pins
Shown sins



Rewards from deceiving defeat

Ha Ha! You thought you had me!

Stand solid on two feet
Engaged in the sweet breeze of life
Embraced by the sweet change of night

Moon rise down time sun rise get down time Seconds are the glue that bind
I won’t just sit through mine.

Tumble earth if you will
Fire storms toward my calm
I hold no shame in my arms
And I can’t be disarmed

I hold truth on my tongue
Clear ears to hear
Wide eyes to see
1 hand to shake or 1 finger to wave.

Not today I’ll always say.

Intact in fact then turn away.

Complete degrees around the bend
Meet the future not the end.


Before you crack, just listen.

That breath is your life

Safe intermission. Every breath is redemption.



Liza Zayas is a lover of writing and dancing and celebrates both as a singer and songwriter performing as Luna del Flor. You can hear her collaborative sounds and experience life through her storytelling. She invites you to dance. Her poetry seeks to initiate dialogue by intentionally expressing consequences of love, lust, ego and self-respect and appears courtesy of Oddball Magazine.