Edith "Big Edie" Ewing Bouvier Beale and her daughter Edith "Little Edie" Bouvier Beale were the aunt and first cousin of Jacqueline Bouvier Kennedy Onassis. The two women lived together at Grey Gardens in squalor and almost total isolation.
In the Fall of 1971 and throughout 1972, their living conditions were exposed as the result of an article in the National Enquirer and a cover story in New York magazine after a series of inspections (which the Beales called "raids") by the Suffolk County Health Department. Grey GardensGrey Gardens was purchased in 1923 by Phelan Beale and Edith Bouvier Beale, aunt and uncle of Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis. The Beales occupied the house for over 50 years.
Trailer for HBO production.
I am sure the HBO production will be outstanding, but you really need to see Big Edie and Little Edie in action in the original of 'Grey Gardens', as filmed by Albert and David Maysles in 1976.
Hikawa Kiyoshi is currently the most popular male Japanese enka singer in Japan. Fans have coined him the 'Prince of Enka' because of his young age, which is actually very unusual in that enka fans usually prefer their singers to be much older. Hikawa is popular with young and old alike. Although enka as a genre is primarily the music of the older generation, Hikawa is responsible for poularizing enka amongst the 20s demographic. Regularly in his public appearances, Hikawa dresses in trendy clothes one would normally see worn by male Japanese pop stars. In certain segments where he sings traditional-styled enka, he appears in the more traditional kimono normally worn by enka singers.
Sōran Bushi ソーラン節 is a traditional Japanese folk song, usually heard and danced at festivals, given a new life and vitality by Hikawa.
哀愁の湖 Aishuno mizumi - Lake of sorrow. Popular enka song.
Sunday and my thoughts turn to the many people attending services in the church of their choice, listening to countless sermons based on a myriad of issues confronting the human condition - all of course based on a religious interpretation of some Bibical text.
I recall the most incredbile, for me, 'sermon' that have ever heard, and given by astrophysicist Neil deGrasse Tyson. In actuallity it was when he closes a three day lecture series with his final thoughts on the cosmic perspective and the impact of science. As human beings on the planet Earth, each of us is made of same elements as the cosmos. We are located in the universe, but the dust of the universe is in, and flows through, us. Now that is a spirtiual thought!
The World Wildlife Fund wants you to power down your electronic life for one full hour this weekend: no lights, no TVs, no computers -- basically, nothing that actively uses electricity. Think you're up for the Earth Hour challenge?
Earth Hour is scheduled for 8:30 to 9:30 p.m. in your local time zone this Saturday, March 28. The goal is send a message to governments everywhere that more should be done to combat climate change.
Some of the key landmarks expected to go dark or dim include:
* New York City's Broadway theater signs, Rockefeller Center and the
Empire State Building
* The Las Vegas strip
* The Opera House in Sydney, Australia
* The Eiffel Tower and Elysee Palace in Paris
* The Acropolis in Athens, Greece
* The National Cathedral in Washington, D.C.
* Niagara Falls
* The Great Pyramids and Sphinx in Egypt
* The London Eye Ferris wheel
* The Golden Gate Bridge in San Francisco
* The Petronas Towers in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia
The WWF is hoping a billion people worldwide will make the switch.
What a nice opportunity to extend my usual 30 minute daily meditation to a full hour. Why don't you join me?
During the early 60's, while a student at L.A. State College, I attended a creative writing class taught by Christopher Isherwood. A year or so after the class his novel 'A Single Man' was published and it immediately became one of my all time favorites. It covers one day in the life of George, a professor at a college in California. He is British living in America, he is gay living in a heterosexual world, he is brillliant among mostly dull, uninteresting and uninterested college students, he is a man of good taste surrounded by tasteless neighbors. He living with the constant reminder of the tragic death of his partner, killed in an accident. It is the perfect novel about loss and loneliness, and certainly one of the great novels of the 20th century.
I was both pleased and surprised to learn that 'A Single Man' is currently being filmed, starring Colin Firth, Mathew Goode, Julianne Moore, Lee Pace and should be released by mid year.
Mark Morford helps me to keep my finger on the pulse of America, from which by the way, I departed [bag and baggage] some two decades ago. And beneith his delicious, and somewhat warped, humor there is more than a kernel of truth.
The evil gay agenda is nearly complete. Who poses the next horrible, godless threat?
This much we know: We gotta have an enemy.
It's just a basic, nation-defining requirement. We must, as a culture, as a people, always find some sort of scapegoat upon which to blame all our ills. It's just how we roll.
We have our standards. It needs to be a truly nefarious threat, some unsavory group whose members, through covert recruitment techniques and/or by flaunting what they like to do to each other with their genitalia, are secretly trying to undermine the American way of life, destroy families, prey upon 'tweens and turn our children into heathen pervert socialists who want to smoke Cuban cigars, wear sequined turbans and marry livestock.
You know the type? Of course you do.
Communists had their turn. Feminists. Hippies. Then came the evil homosexual people, with their famous, much-lauded agenda to destroy the holy sanctimony of Christian marriage via encouraging girls to smoke and listen to punk rock, teaching interior decorating to straight boys and convincing innocent church pastors and Republican senators to fellate them in cheap motel rooms. The horror!
But no longer. Proposition 8 and The Ugly Mormon Uprising of 2008 notwithstanding, the gays have nearly completed their vile mission. They are everywhere. They are almost normal. Gay marriage, the last civil right, is now less an impossible dream and far more a foregone conclusion. It's merely a matter of waiting for bitter old homophobes to die off.
Which leaves us a gaping hole, an urgent question in need of an answer. Who's next? Whom will the pseudo-moralists in America accuse of trying to convert our innocent children to their depraved ways? After all, it's only through clearly identifying those things we hate and fear and don't understand that we become better parents, Americans, Christians. Wasn't that Jesus' message? Damn right it was.
Will it be, say, the polyamorists? Vegetarians? Yoga teachers? Polyamorist vegetarian yoga teachers who like anal sex and Ecstasy and really strong coffee? We must ponder. We must find out.
Read on for the choices, which are priceless, and almost predictable [depending on how warped your mental appartus might be] . . .
I especially enjoyed the last choice:
Smart people. And now, the most sinister threat of all. Is there a darker menace to the American way of life, to Christian panic and Republican clenchiness and widespread hysteria, than lots and lots of calm intelligence? After all, knowledge is power. Knowledge is the ability to see past the knee-jerk reactionaries, the sexual panic, the shrill, God-thumping nonsense. Knowledge is, therefore, evil like candy.
Al Jazeera’s Nazanin Sadri reports that Iran is considering a new law that would allow the death penalty for “offensive” bloggers:
"Under a strict interpretation of Islamic law, Individuals can be sentenced to death for two main categories of crime. The first is murder. The second is known as ‘fasad,’ which means spreading mischief or undermining the authority or stability of the state. What that constitutes is open to interpretation. In the past it has been applied to rape, adultery, drug-related offenses, and homosexual behavior. Iran now wants to introduce the death penalty for bloggers who write about and promote illegal activities."
No secret that music is an integral part of my life, HOWEVER that obsession does not necessarily include American Idol. Have watched it a few times and enjoyed some new and very talented young singers. But Fox's commercial overload is just not my bag.
I do remember the 'Motown sound', last night's A.I. theme, as being an integral part of my adolescent life. A friend in California sent me the link to last night's rendition of Adam Lambert singing 'The tracks of my tears' by Smokey Robinson. Reluctantly I clicked the YouTube link, since I remembered fondly the orginal version with Smokey and The Miracles and how surprised I was when it was used in Oliver Stone's film 'Platoon'.
Also during a recent quick visit to A.I., I was not too fond of Adam Lambert's over-the-top campy goth-queen look.
Well, what an phenomenal surprise. Lambert has cleaned up his appearance [even got rid of the black nail polish] and delivered an incredibly tender, and very professional, version of 'The tracks of my tears'. And I was surised to discover that he is a quite handsome, talented young man!
There is really very little commentary necessary on this subject, other than that 'twittering' somehow makes the twitters feel important, or something. A phenomenon which is certainly beyond my comprehension.
So up, up and away into the 'twittersphere'. . . .