Showing posts with label Birthdays. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Birthdays. Show all posts

Thursday, July 7, 2016

Quote of the day: And Kicking off George Bush's sorta sad week

(Updated below)

Rarely in the history of the United States has the nation been so ill-served as during the presidency of George W. Bush.

- That's the first sentence of the preface to Jean Edward Smith’s biography of George W. Bush. After this, one supposes, Smith really settles down to rendering a judgment on Bush's presidency. (Hat-tip to Thomas Mallon's review in The New Yorker.)

Smith's line is also being added to my collection of great opening sentences (non-fiction division).

Poor Dubya hasn't been having a very good week, has he? Smith's bio came out on Monday the 4th. Then, on Wednesday, the day Bush turned 70 – a day when more reflective people than Dubya (which is to say, almost anyone) might want to pause and consider how they've spent their time on this old world – the Chilcot Report dropped, providing a withering assessment of the British role in the Iraq War (pdf).

The Chilcot Report mainly takes the actions of the Blair government to task, leaving to the US the task of producing a similar official accounting of the mendacity, incompetence, and barefaced illegality by the Bush Administration before, during, and after the war. (Not gonna happen, I'm afraid.)

I should note that the Report has a pretty pedestrian first sentence: "We were appointed to consider the UK’s policy on Iraq from 2001 to 2009, and to identify lessons for the future." Less of a Jane Austen, as these things go, more of a Richard Nixon. So it wasn't placed in competition with other worthy opening lines. But you don't have to read far into the executive summary to get to the zingers – and they seem all the more harsh to my American ear by their understatedness.

(Update:  And here's the last sentence of Smith's biography. Serves me right for waiting until the book comes to my local library:


Whether George W. Bush was the worst president in American history will be long debated, but his decision to invade Iraq is easily the worst foreign policy decision ever made by an American president.”

Thursday, March 31, 2016

Happy (belated) birthday to that strange wild man who roamed the fields of Provence





Wouldn't it be nice to have a time machine so you could do things like this with your heroes? 

(I have this fantasy -- inspired, I think, by a cartoon I saw many years ago -- that I could bring Dr. Benjamin Franklin to 2016. We'd walk down the street, and he would marvel at all the inventions he could never have dreamed of. Cars, cell phones, television, airplanes -- zippers, refrigerator magnets, mechanical pencils, plastic forks and spoons -- everything. He'd ask me how they all worked . . . and that's when things would sort of fizzle out and I'd steer him into a local pub for a beer.)


And wouldn't it be nice to have a time machine so you could go back and post this on Vincent's actual birthday, which was yesterday?

Saturday, January 17, 2015

Backdated Saturday morning tunes: Happy birthday

More wifi problems last week than I really want to think about. Anyway:

Celebrating MLK Day on Monday, plus the release last week of "Selma," which I haven't seen yet.




Saturday, October 11, 2014

Saturday evening tunes: But it really gets bad, 'round midnight

Yesterday would have been Thelonious Monk's 97th birthday.

I once compared his inimitable piano style to the drunken kung fu master. Here he is with Gerry Mulligan on sax, playing his "'Round Midnight," listed as the most-recorded jazz standard composed by a jazz musician.

This tune should always be listened to after the sun sets, never before.


Saturday, August 30, 2014

Saturday, July 26, 2014

Sunday, June 23, 2013

One of the holy sites of First Amendment history

For those who celebrate the freedom to publish (and read) – not to mention poetry, small businesses, and publishers who still actually read manuscripts – here's good news: City Lights Bookstore in San Francisco turns sixty today.
City Lights was founded in North Beach at 261 Columbus Avenue in 1953 by Ferlinghetti and his partner Peter D. Martin as the country’s first all-paperback bookstore. The concept behind the bookstore was to make ideas and literature cheaply available to all people. This idea was carried over two years later to City Lights Publishers, with their small, affordable Pocket Poets series.

City Lights became interwoven in the legacy of the Beat Generation, with Ferlinghetti publishing books by Allen Ginberg (Howl and Other Poems, Kaddish), Gregory Corso (Gasoline), Frank O’Hara (Lunch Poems), Jack Kerouac (Pomes All Sizes and Scattered Poems), Diane di Prima (Revolutionary Letters), Philip Lamantia (Selected Poems 1943-1966) and Anne Waldman (Fast Speaking Woman). Ferlinghetti also published English translations of writers such as Vladimir Mayakovsky, Yevgeny Yevtushenko and Jacques Prévert. Its basement level has long featured an impressive stock of radical left-wing, progressive and revolutionary political literature.

It was the obscenity trial stemming from City Lights’ publication of Howl and Other Poems that earned the bookstore international attention in 1957. City Lights manager Shigeyoshi Murao was arrested for “disseminating obscene literature,” e.g., selling a copy of Howl and Other Poems to an undercover police officer and Ferlinghetti was arrested for publishing the book. After a well publicized trial and support from the American Civil Liberties Union, Ferlinghetti won the case. The book is still in print.
The trial drew national attention to both “Howl” and City Lights, and gave America the “redeeming social importance” test for allegedly obscene literature. And City Lights Bookstore is now officially a historic landmark in the city.

H/t to Ryan.

Saturday, May 25, 2013

Saturday morning tunes: Keeping an eye on people (a p3 twofer)

Happy 72nd birthday (yesterday) to Hibbard MN's favorite son:

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And best wishes for a quick and full recovery to all-rounder Tim Curry, who suffered a whopper of a stroke on Thursday. Curry is, of course, best known around the world as the untrustworthy and inexplicably-British Roger, friend of Roseanne and Dan Connor in Lanford IL. But the most exacting trivia specialists remember him for this:

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Stroke victims have much better odds than they did even a decade ago, in part because there are better treatments if you (or someone you know) get help soon, and in part because it's easier to determine that you (or someone you know) need treatment. When in doubt -- even the slightest doubt -- go to the CPSS test:

1. Ask the person: Show me your teeth. Stroke victims often aren't able to make an even smile on both sides.

2. Ask the person: Close your eyes and raise your arms to shoulder height. Stroke victims often have trouble with arm weakness and balance.

3. Ask the person: Repeat the sentence "Don't cry over spilled milk" (or something similar). Stroke victims may have difficulty with slurring speech. 

If the person has had a stroke, the chances are good that one of these three tests will send up a flag. If so, get them to the emergency room now.

Do it for Tim.


Saturday, May 18, 2013

Saturday morning tunes: Not trying to cause a big . . .

Pete Townshend wrote this song on his 20th birthday, forty-eight years ago today.



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Why is Daltrey wearing a shawl? Answer here. Maybe.

And why the hell is he stammering? Multiple theories here.

Sunday, May 12, 2013

Happy birthday, Edward Lear: May 12, 1812 – January 29, 1888

It's been one hundred twenty-five years
Since he left for the heavenly spheres.
We've since stolen, quite outright,
His form quinquepartite
But the credit is all Mr. Lear's.

(Hat-tip to the late Roger Ebert, whose lengthy and acceleratingly naughty tribute to Lear's verse form is here, and to Marilyn, who gave me my copy of Lear's A Book of Nonsense about thirty years ago. And now, go steep yourself in the website of Mad Kane, the Emily Dickenson of limericks.)

Saturday, May 4, 2013

Saturday morning tunes: Isn't it rich?

Judy Collins put this song on the charts twice, in 1975 and again in 1977. It's about the most depressing song Stephen Sondheim ever wrote, but it's also probably his most popular (having it recorded by Frank Sinatra and Collins didn't hurt). The melancholy ballad was written for Glynis Johns as Desirée in the Broadway production of Sondheim's “A Little Night Music.” (Denchophiles might be interested to know that Dame Judi later performed the role of Desirée in London.)

Happy birthday to Sweet Judy Blue Eyes herself, who celebrated her 74th birthday last week.

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Wednesday, April 17, 2013

"As a distant planet was destroyed by old age . . . "

The cover date was June, 1938, but the first issue of Action Comics, featuring the debut of that strange visitor from another planet, actually hit the stands 75 years ago today: April 18, 1938.

Creators Jerry Siegel and Joe Schuster were paid $10 per page for a 13-page story, so you can do the math. You won't be able to take the kids to see "Man of Steel" this summer, with popcorn and sodas, for $130.

According to Wikipedia:
Action Comics was started by publisher Jack Liebowitz. The first issue had a print run of 200,000 copies, which promptly sold out although it took some time for National to realize that the "Superman" strip was responsible[3] for sales of the series that would soon approach 1,000,000 a month.

Action Comics #1 has set several sales records for comic books. On February 22, 2010, a copy of Action Comics #1 CGC Grade 8.0 sold at auction for US$1 million, becoming the first million-dollar comic book. The sale, by an anonymous seller to an anonymous buyer, was through the Manhattan-based auction company ComicConnect.com.[13] On March 29, 2010, ComicConnect.com sold another copy for US$1.5 million, making it the most expensive and most valuable comic book of all time.



Harlan Ellison famously observed:
If one of the unarguable criteria for literary greatness is recognition, consider this: in all of the history of literature, there are only five fictional creations known to every man, woman, and child on the planet. The urchin in Irkutsk may never have heard of Hamlet, the peon in Pernambuco may not know who Raskolnikov is; the widow in Jakarta may stare blankly at the mention of Don Quixote or Micawber or Jay Gatsby. But every man, woman, and child on the planet knows Mickey Mouse, Sherlock Holmes, Tarzan, Robin Hood... and Superman.

Saturday, March 2, 2013

Saturday afternoon toons: Happy birthday to Theodore Seuss Geisel

Born on this day in 1904.

This 1966 classic was written by the Doctor himself, sung by the inimitable Thurl Ravenscroft (uncredited, but unmistakable), and directed by Chuck Jones.

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Monday, January 28, 2013

Happy birthday P&P

(Updated below.)

Today is the 200th anniversary of the publication of Jane Austen's Pride and Prejudice.

This is one of my favorite scenes from the book, as translated by my favorite film version:

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Hat-tip to the New York Public Library for the reminder, although they asked their Facebook followers which of the five Bennet sisters they preferred. As if.

Bonus: p3 Sunday morning toon review regular Jen Sorensen condenses P&P to 18 fabulous, quote-filled panels -- although the best quote goes to Sorensen herself: "Elizabeth delivers a refusal for the ages." Heh.

Monday, November 26, 2012

Monday, September 24, 2012

Happy birthday, Jim Henson


The legendary puppeteer was born on this date in 1936.


Here's a p3 remembrance of an appearance by him shortly before his untimely death in 1990.

Saturday, March 6, 2010

Saturday tunes: "In a Mist"


I think--not sure, but I think--yesterday was my friend Marilyn's birthday. If not yesterday, it's tomorrow. If I could figure out how to get back in touch with her, I could ask her for sure.

Since I can't, this is dedicated to her. She's always been a Marian McPartland fan.

Saturday, May 16, 2009

Saturday tunes: "Well, I'm dressed up so nice, An' I'm doin' my best"

Happy birthday this week to David Byrne, front man for the Talking Heads and all-around weird genius. He's one year older than I am, which I suppose means I should get cracking, shouldn't I?

Here he is in 2002, lookin' for someone who knows the difference between right and wrong, singing "What a Day That Was:"

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

Happy birthday, Jane Austen

Here's one of my favorite moments from my favorite Austen novel: the Elizabeth Bennet/Lady Catherine smackdown in Pride and Prejudice:



Of course, even the best filmed version of P&P (and I think the 1995 Brit mini-series is the one) must fall short of the genuine article. Still, I think Jennifer Ehle absolutely nails Elizabeth.

(The costumer for that series evidently subscribed to the historical theory that parents of the time protected the reputation of marriageable daughters simply by putting them in the most godawfully ugly dresses imaginable.)

Monday, December 15, 2008

Happy birthday to the Bill of Rights

The first ten amendments to the US Constitution became the law of the land on December 15th, 1791, when ratification by the Virginia legislature meant approval by the states had cleared the three-quarters constitutional requirement.

And they remained the law of the land right up to the point that the Bush/Cheney administration, aided and abetted by a supine Democratic congressional minority and a sycophantic national press, decided they were incompatible with their theory of executive power.

Those ten amendments (there were two more that weren't approved) were introduced to Congress by James Madison as a check on the limits of federal power. They guaranteed freedom of speech and of the press, the right to due process, and . . .

What the hell--there's only ten (at least on paper there are still ten); let's just list them. For fun, see how many you can name before reading down.

Not counting the Preamble, they are:


First Amendment – Establishment Clause, Free Exercise Clause; freedom of speech, of the press, and of assembly; right to petition

Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of speech, or of the press; or the right of the people peaceably to assemble, and to petition the Government for a redress of grievances.

Second Amendment – Right to keep and bear arms.

A well regulated Militia being necessary to the security of a free State, the right of the people to keep and bear Arms, shall not be infringed.

Third Amendment – Protection from quartering of troops.

No Soldier shall, in time of peace be quartered in any house, without the consent of the Owner, nor in time of war, but in a manner to be prescribed by law.

Fourth Amendment – Protection from unreasonable search and seizure.

The right of the people to be secure in their persons, houses, papers, and effects, against unreasonable searches and seizures, shall not be violated, and no Warrants shall issue, but upon probable cause, supported by Oath or affirmation, and particularly describing the place to be searched, and the persons or things to be seized.

Fifth Amendment – due process, double jeopardy, self-incrimination, eminent domain.

No person shall be held to answer for any capital, or otherwise infamous crime, unless on a presentment or indictment of a Grand Jury, except in cases arising in the land or naval forces, or in the Militia, when in actual service in time of War or public danger; nor shall any person be subject for the same offence to be twice put in jeopardy of life or limb; nor shall be compelled in any criminal case to be a witness against himself, nor be deprived of life, liberty, or property, without due process of law; nor shall private property be taken for public use, without just compensation.

Sixth Amendment – Trial by jury and rights of the accused; Confrontation Clause, speedy trial, public trial, right to counsel

In all criminal prosecutions, the accused shall enjoy the right to a speedy and public trial, by an impartial jury of the State and district where in the crime shall have been committed, which district shall have been previously ascertained by law, and to be informed of the nature and cause of the accusation; to be confronted with the witnesses against him; to have compulsory process for obtaining witnesses in his favor, and to have the Assistance of Counsel for his defense.

Seventh Amendment – Civil trial by jury.

In suits at common law, where the value in controversy shall exceed twenty dollars, the right of trial by jury shall be preserved, and no fact tried by a jury, shall be otherwise re-examined in any court of the United States, than according to the rules of the common law.

Eighth Amendment – Prohibition of excessive bail and cruel and unusual punishment.

Excessive bail shall not be required, nor excessive fines imposed, nor cruel and unusual punishments inflicted.

Ninth Amendment – Protection of rights not specifically enumerated in the Bill of Rights.

The enumeration in the Constitution, of certain rights, shall not be construed to deny or disparage others retained by the people.

Tenth Amendment – Powers of states and people.

The powers not delegated to the United States by the Constitution, nor prohibited by it to the states, are reserved to the states respectively, or to the people.

Good stuff, isn't it? "Shall make no law;" "shall not be violated;" "shall not be infringed;" "shall enjoy the right." That was back in the day when the writers of laws knew how to put some Old Testament oomph into their bills. (Too bad about that grammatical mare's nest in #2, but what are you gonna do?)

The thing about Bills of Rights, and the reason that even enlightened administrations find them occasionally irksome (and unenlightened ones find them an affront to their ambitions, to be gotten around by whatever means), is that at the end of the day the possession--to say nothing of the exercise--of our basic rights by some is often just a damned nuisance to others. And sometimes, however much they cherish their own rights, those others might welcome the removal of a nuisance (or protection from a boogeyman) even more.

Here's a case in point. (There are others.)



In 35 days we get to find out if a former constitutional law professor can be as safely be trusted with our rights as a couple of clown college alumni.