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Welcome BBQ

Posted on 20 February 2015 by Howard Copelan

Howard Copelan, Publisher

Howard Copelan, Publisher

Welcome to Jeff Dunham and Wendover’s first ever BBQ.

We understand that true BBQ is a combination of an art form and way of life.

Mr. Dunham appears to be a true believer.

Just listening talk about his food makes us hungry.

And we wish him great success in this endeavor.

Speaking of food our youngest son made himself what we used to know as a Harry sandwich. Former local Chinese restaurateur George Yan created for our father who passed away some 17 years ago.

Our youngest is but 14 and in addition to never meeting his grandfather we never fed him the sandwich.

Yet there he was munching on an amalgam of food stuffs between two pieces of bread that his grandfather would have been proud of.

Somehow in the billions of genetic codes of the DNA and RNA matches there appears to be a gene to like lots of different food all at once in bread.

Go figure.

Finally an autism group has come in favor of vaccinations. Thank you but we fear it is too late.

Because of some very sloppy science 20 years ago there are thousands of little ticking time bombs running around.

This wasn’t suppose to happen.

Disease was something to be annihilated, made extinct.

Yet because of some self righteous morons all that pestilence that we vanquished has returned to create more misery and death.

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Reporting Is Our Business

Posted on 13 February 2015 by Howard Copelan

Howard Copelan, Publisher

Howard Copelan, Publisher

We enjoy being proved right.

Take last week for instance.

We ran a story that the forensic audit had found no criminal wrong doing on the part of the Ely Rail Road NNYR.

Some had a conniption fits.

Kind of reminded us of a room full of pissed off chimps.

  Some partisans even leaked to the press some four year old information that something might be suspicious somewhere about the Rail Road.

We could care less. It was four years ago after all.

We do know that if there was something terrible in the forensic audit someone would have said something to someone else and before Bob is your uncle everyone would have known.

That is just how it works in any community of human beings.

Funny thing about that four year old suspicion about something going amiss.

It has to do with timing.

Four years ago City Councilman Steve Marich plead guilty to embezzling from the bank he worked for.

Funny thing even though word got out real quick no one in the Ely media touched it.

We touched it.

We even groped it and for three solid weeks while others sat on their hands we reported it.

Evidently some reporters and bloggers believed that if the sheriff doesn’t give the okay they shouldn’t report NEWS.

The word moron does come to mind.

We will continue to report the news and we will continue to scoop everyone else because we are better than them.

So sit back fellas and follow our lead.

So now we have another gold mine going in eastern Nevada that by the way intersects with a wagon train trail pony express route– maybe.

Our friend Foster Wilson must be just about half way to crazy now.

What with gold mining going on in the Pequops too the BLM seems to love gold mines tearing up the ancient 150 year old ruts of some white dude.

At the same time the BLM seems not to like Foster too much.

Maybe is has to do with the mineral he wants to mine 30 miles north of Wendover–potash.

Sure it isn’t as sexy as gold.

Can’t make a ring out of potash and it isn’t a part of the world economy.

Still Foster would like to make some money at it and provide jobs to Wendover as well.

But the BLM in Utah is a tad different from the BLM in Nevada.

They have to take stupid pills in the Salt Lake office.

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Posted on 06 February 2015 by Howard Copelan

Howard Copelan, Publisher

Howard Copelan, Publisher

Every once in a while we need to vent.

This is that once in a while.

We are publishing WWHS honor roll this week as we try to do every time they issue it,

Next week we will do Wells and hopefully Wendover, Utah.

As long as they are sent to us.

Ask any group of small town newspapermen what is the most annoying part of this job and nine times out of ten they will answer getting some information from a school.

While most teachers and almost all principals are eager to strut their stuff to the general public there are a few who make getting news, good news, about their students about as difficult as getting troop movements of the Red Army during the Cold War.

Usually we don’t mind the extra work but since we had open heart surgery our doctor has told us to calm down.

So here is the new deal we will publish everything we get about your schools just like we have done for over 30 years. But teachers, coaches, or team managers will get one phone call from us.

If they don’t respond they will get as our Spanish teacher taught us 40 years ago — Nada.

The differences between the BLM of Utah and that of Nevada on what is essentially the same trail of 150 year old wagon ruts is bizarre. Why would the very same federal agency with presumably the same mission render two decisions on two mines that are 180 degrees opposed to each other?

The Long Canyon Mine was approved by the BLM with a slap on the back and a how soon can you start?

The potash mine less than 30 miles to the east was nixed on the grounds those ruts were the equivalent of the archaeological finds of Machu Pichu, Masada or even Gettysburg,

Well they aren’t and only a moron would even mention those ruts with history real history in the same breadth.

Those who wish to preserve those ruts in all their lack of glory would be pathetic if they weren’t so dangerous.

The fact that the much ballyhooed forensic audit of the Ely Rail Road is probably going to come with nothing is something predicted to us a while back.

We very much doubt that the conclusions will have any effect on those who want to destroy or shut the rail road down.

Those guys have a vendetta to do and nothing like a little thing like facts are going to dissuade them from their holy mission.

Even their puppy Wyatt Cox is now shrilly calling for the Rail Roads divestment.


Because it is one of the few publicly owned concerns that is actually turning a profit?

Or is it something simpler.

Good old fashioned envy.

Our old friend envy known since ore-biblical times seems to have besotted the Ely City Council so completely that no one has asked what do you do after the Rail Road is destroyed?

What is the satisfaction in wrecking a going concern and replacing it with nothing?

Oh there might be some celebration for some horrible reason like just desserts for the good ol’ boys.

But what about the morning after?

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Goodbye Brenda

Posted on 30 January 2015 by Howard Copelan

Howard Copelan, Publisher

Howard Copelan, Publisher

One of the perks of this job was getting a letter to the editor from Brenda Draper.

They often were critical but not overly so and they were all sprinkled with a healthy dose of Brenda’s unique sense of humor.

They were a pleasure to read and we felt honored that she not only took the time to read our paper but also to write a well reasoned and very logical response.

They were never too short or too long.

As a newspaper man Brenda knew the value of space and just how much to the pica width she could use.

We could usually count on to or three letters a year but lately they stopped coming.

We had heard Brenda was not well and we had meant to send her a card but we got busy our selves and now it is too late to do anything but miss her.

And miss her we will.

She was as we say in Hebrew an eshet chayalet— a woman of valor.

She was completely loyal to her family and to her home town and woe to those who threatened either.

That kind of devotion is rare and wonderful to behold.

If our children are the final measure of our worth then Brenda’s measure is truly great.

We will miss you Brenda.

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But Nothing Happens in Beziers

Posted on 23 January 2015 by Howard Copelan

Howard Copelan, Publisher

Howard Copelan, Publisher

There is a large town or small city in the south of France called Beziers.

Pronounced BeZEE AY and not Bezeers.

It is a town we know well and love quite a bit.

It is the home town of our wife and every ten years or so we made pilgrimage to it.

It is a place where nothing much happens— Ever!!

It is the reason why our father-in-law chose it over the much more happening Paris, Nice or Marseilles when he was looking to relocate from Algiers,

Nothing happens in Beziers!! For a veteran of World War II who found his family in the middle of an Arab revolt that phrase was less of a curse than an invitation.

We first met Beziers during our war. We got special leave during a fire fight outside of Beirut and five hours later we with our wife landed in Beziers.

And for three glorious weeks nothing happened.

It was not just us or just then.

Nothing was happening in Beziers since the 12th century.

That was when the southern French wanted a little bit more autonomy from the king in Paris.

The king did not approve and sent his favorite mass murderer Simon de Montfort to reason with the folk in Beziers.

De Montfort killed every one in town,

Every one died even those who loved the king.

After a while Beziers was repopulated by folk from the country side.

But since the great Bone Fire the new townsfolk made sure that nothing would ever happen again in Beziers.

For the most part they succeeded beyond anyone’s expectation.

The placid burghers of Beziers barely noticed the French revolution and the revolution paid no attention to Beziers.

Napoleon visited once to inaugurate a new fountain and then left because nothing ever happens in Beziers.

The trench warfare of World War I was far away and never intruded on the bucolic life of Beziers,

When France fell in World War II and Vichy took over, Beziers was ignored.

The leader of the French resistance Jean Moulin was a son of Beziers but went off to fight the Nazis in Paris because nothing was happening in Beziers.

After the war Beziers named a school after him but the kind of had to.

Beziers is known for the song “Some Where Beyond the Sea” that was written by the Beziers native Charles Trenet at the Beziers train station board out of his mind with three hours to kill.

The other thing Beziers is known for is it was the first choice for Euro Disney but the town fathers turned down Mickey Mouse and sent him and his friends and their dollars to Paris,So nothing still happens to Beziers.

Until this week when six Chechen Islamist terrorists were captured in their Beziers apartment plotting blowing up something.

Suddenly everything has changed.

Wonderful boring Beziers has French Legionaries patrolling the streets.

The are camped outside the synagogue our father-in-law founded. Our family still there are worried more than they have ever been.

Something is happening in Beziers.

And it is evil.

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Julia Faye Shoup Passes At 58

Posted on 23 January 2015 by Howard Copelan


Someday I’ll wish upon a star and wake up where the clouds are far behind me.  Where troubles melt like lemon drops, away above the chimney tops, that’s where you’ll find me…..

JULIA FAYE PELTIER SHOUP, 58, received a call from her soul-mate, Bob, telling her it was time to come home, and home is now where she finds herself reunited with many friends and family that she missed so dearly, including her father Bob, mother Nona, and baby brother Marty.  It’s a beautiful place where she will spend her time socializing, dancing, and of course singing those beautiful melodies with the love of her life, Bob Shoup.  Music and Love are guaranteed, food is delicious and there isn’t a pound to be gained.   She left detailed instructions for her family to celebrate her mission here, which has now been completed; minimal adherence to this instruction will not be tolerated.

Julia was born on January 9, 1957 and raised in Wells, Nevada spending most of her childhood on the Peltier Ranch in Clover Valley.  She graduated from Wells High School in 1975 and was active in high school rodeo.  Following high school Julie pursued a career in Nevada’s gaming industry working at several popular casinos throughout Nevada including the Stockmen’s and Red Lion in Elko, and the Peppermill in Wendover. Bob and Julie were married on February 2, 1986 and from that moment on she was his “Sweet Lady”. Julie never left Bob’s side; Bob passed away in May of 2012.

“Julie”,  as known by most, left several family members here on earth to look after each other including her two handsome brothers, Robert (Jeanie) Peltier, Jim Peltier, and three beautiful sisters, Diane (Larry) Humphrey, Sandy Watson, and Brooke Peltier.  She was also adored and will be missed dearly by her nieces and nephews, Richard (Kristen) Peltier, Payton Peltier, Shelby Peltier, Mark Ledezma, Pamela Williamson, Jeff Humphrey, Kelly Pitts, Rachael Cooper, Amanda Peltier, and Allison Peltier.

The family is planning an early May Celebration of Life in honor of both Julie and Bob at the Peltier Ranch in Clover Valley, Nevada.  Details will follow at a later date. 

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These Are The Days

Posted on 16 January 2015 by Howard Copelan

Howard Copelan, Publisher

Howard Copelan, Publisher

Soon construction equipment will begin rolling east and rolling west as Newmont begins to mine a mountain of gold in the Pequops range.

We are excited about as any resident of northeast Nevada should be.

The jobs and the economic growth this mine will create has the potential to transform this corner of Nevada from the fly over part of the Silver State to a destination.

Of course we do not expect the mine to solve all of our problems in fact it may even create some new ones.

On the other hand we have seen growth and stagnation.

We prefer growth.

Like the Carlin Trend, Long Canyon may just be the first of many mines in this part of the state.

Now that would be something indeed.

Our son asked why is there such a fuss about Charlie Hebdo massacre when other equally vile Islamist attacks have gone almost unnoticed.

We have a very perceptive son and it was a question we found hard to answer.

Charlie Hebdo was a big deal because  journalists were killed and journalists covered the story. We are a narcissistic bunch and often time we think the world revolves around us.

It is also a big deal because we are getting to point where each and every one of us must answer this question: Whose side are you on?

We have little option ourselves.

There is only one side for us.

But the mullahs and the imams and the sheiks and the caliphs are counting on the West to buckle, to give up, to fly the white flag to, as the would Islam means to submit.

We really hope the western world stays strong to counter this assault on our freedom to write, speak and think.

We hope that some of the displays in surrendering those freedoms are simply very naive attempts at getting along.

Thankfully it matters not what we say but what Islamist say that really counts.

How many times do they have to say they want to kill us before we take them seriously?

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Courage mon vieux

Posted on 09 January 2015 by Howard Copelan

Howard Copelan, Publisher

Howard Copelan, Publisher

We woke up Wednesday to the news of the massacre of the staff of Charlie Hebdo in Paris.

We got to know its editor  Stéphane Charbonnier, in 2006 when we re-published the Danish cartoons that ridiculed the prophet Mohamed.

Now he is dead.

Call it lost in translation but to be completely honest we never liked the content of his newspaper. We found it rude and crude and for a satirical publication it really wasn’t that funny.

hebdo5But they did have the guts to republish the Mohamed cartoons and unlike us, they republished them in a city, Paris, and a country , France, where laughing at Muslims can get one killed.

The risk they took was much, much greater than the one we took.

So we kept up our subscription and kept sending them the Advocate because courage should be rewarded.

And to honor Charbonnier and the 11 other martyrs of freedom we republish their cartoons.

hebdo1According to our president “The future must not belong to those who slander the prophet of Islam.”

We ask why shouldn’t it?


(les canards(ducks)= magazine/newspaper french slang) Ducks will always fly higher than guns

Sure there are a billion Muslims in the world. But that leaves 6 billion infidels.

Speaking as one of those infidels We are going to insult the prophet of Islam until we are blue in the face.

Mohamed’s mother wore Army boots!!!


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Not A Black or White Issue

Posted on 26 December 2014 by Howard Copelan

Howard Copelan, Publisher

Howard Copelan, Publisher

We always feel left out when there is a debate about race.

Our family never owned a slave or participated in a lynching.

In fact the, first time an ancestor of ours arrived at American shores was on July 14th in 1863. Yes, that was during the infamous draft riots. After witnessing hundreds of black men being lynched and then set on fire from his ship he promptly bought a rerun ticket back to Lithuania. 40 years later his son came back this time to Philadelphia and stayed.

Today by virtue of our skin, we are considered ‘white’ and thus heirs to the racist heritage that bedevils this country.

We don’t think that is quite fair, especially when we are asked to pay reparations.

Considering how crappy it was for immigrants a century ago and how hard our ancestors had to work for their daily bread, calling them racists is down right mean and categorically wrong.

Our situation is not unique, in fact it is almost the norm.  Considering the fact that according to the 1910 census, at least a third of all Americans were foreign born, a lot of us are simply not guilty of the horrors of slavery.

Perhaps that is why there is a growing disconnect in the discussion about race. We never were connected in the first place.

A lot has been made about our first black president, but as he reminded us over and over again, his black father was a Kenyan and his white mother was from Kansas. Until he married a truly African American woman, his connection to slavery was as distant as our own.

Being disconnected from the issue give us a different perspective from the descendants of slaves and the descendants of slave owners.

Thugs should not be given a pass to rob stores just because their great great great grand parents were in bondage, nor should police should get a wink and a nod just because they come from a long line of “Good ol’ Boys”.

The accusation of racism becomes absurd when neither the accuser or the accused have any connection to the systematic oppression and exclusion of blacks in American history.

We are not saying that immigrant whites cannot be racists, but they and their descendants cannot be guilty of institionalised racism that was the law in this land until 50 years ago.

50 years is a long time and let us imagine 50 years from now.

On the bicentennial of the end of the Civil War will we still have Fergussons?

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Happy Christmas

Posted on 19 December 2014 by Howard Copelan

Howard Copelan, Publisher

Howard Copelan, Publisher

Once again the Peppermill Corporation did itself proud by generously donating its concert hall for a High School concert.

The thrill of the children playing on a grown up stage is wonderful to watch and for them glorious to remember.

There are few, if any other, casinos who would generously offer their show rooms or concert halls to high school kids. The donation is not just the space but also the staff and their expertise.

We will be web-casting a low resolution video of the event. But for a real video shot in High Definition simply call west Wendover High and place an order.

A $10 donation is requested, which really isn’t much when compared to the wonderful memory captured for eternity.

West Wendover’s Christmas display both the secular Santa Claus display and the religious crèche are not actually over 2,000 years old even if they do look that way.

Seriously it is time to get a new display if not for religious reason then for municipal pride.

While we rejoice to the freedom of Alan Gross others thoughts go to Jonathon Pollard who has spent three decades behind American bars.

Yes what he did was wrong but given all the other scumbags who have committed far worse crimes and received far shorter jail terms, Pollard should go free especially when he poses no threat to our country’s security.

It really should not be harder and less rewarding to being an ally of the United States than in being its enemy.

Yet Cuba wins the door prize just for freeing an old man they arrested on trumped up charges five years go.

Mean while Pollard sits in super max.

Let him go Mr. President.

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