An Unfortunate Twitter Juxtaposition
Frank Patrick's personal* ramblings and rants. (*where personal means not quite professional enough in topic or tone to fit in his Focused Performance business and management weblog.)
I'm seconding Bill Green's recommendation of the Standing in the Shadows of Motown documentary. Great historical footage and interviews interspersed with the players - The Funk Brothers - backing up contemporary singers doing some classics.
Timeline twins, music and movies, about comparative timelines of pop culture - listening to Michael Jackson's "Thriller" is like listening to Elvis' first 1956 album in 1982 - triggered this comment.
Back in the early days of the Food Network, my favorite of the original "Food Network Stars" was David Rosengarten. He used to devote a half-hour to a single food, not unlike my current favorite, Alton Brown, but with less gimmickry and showmanship - just good solid information and demonstrations.
Patton Oswald's commencement speech at his former high school.
Bob Hope once said, ďWhen I was twenty, I worried what everything thought of me. When I turned forty, I didnít care what anyone thought of me. And then I made it to sixty, and I realized no one was ever thinking of me.Ē And then he pooed his pants, but that didnít make what he said any less profound.He also talks about fear, walking to create your path, and the fact that...
There is no them.
Straight Talk About Energy:
"...when it comes to energy politics, we have failed to meet the enemy and conclude that it is us. Remember how Jimmy Carter was ridiculed and reviled for putting on a sweater and telling us to lower our thermostats? Well, what if we had done so three decades ago rather than a few months ago?"
ďYou canít be afraid of words that speak the truth. I donít like words that hide the truth. I donít like words that conceal reality. I donít like euphemisms or euphemistic language. And American English is loaded with euphemisms. Because Americans have a lot of trouble dealing with reality. Americans have trouble facing the truth, so they invent a kind of a soft language to protect themselves from it. And it gets worse with every generation. For some reason it just keeps getting worseÖ
And we have no more old people in this country. No more old people. We shipped them all away and we brought in these senior citizens. Isnít that a typically American twentieth century phrase? Bloodless. Lifeless. No pulse in one of them. A senior citizen. But Iíve accepted that one. Iíve come to terms with it. I know itís here to stay. Weíll never get rid of it. But the one I do resist, the one I keep resisting, is when they look at an old guy and say, ďLook at him Dan, heís ninety years young.Ē Imagine the fear of aging that reveals. To not even be able to use the word old to describe someone. To have to use an antonym.
And fear of aging is natural. Itís universal, isnít it? We all have that. No one wants to get old. No one wants to die. But we do. So we con ourselves. I started conning myself when I got in my forties. Iíd look in the mirror and say, ďWellÖI guess Iím getting Öolder.Ē Older sounds a little better than old, doesnít it? Sounds like it might even last a little longer. Iím getting old. And itís okay. Because thanks to our fear of death in this country I wonít have to die. Iíll pass away. Or Iíll expire, like a magazine subscription. If it happens in the hospital theyíll call it a terminal episode. The insurance company will refer to it as negative patient care outcome. And if itís the result of malpractice theyíll say it was a therapeutic misadventure.Ē
Upcoming documentary on the life and work of the premier hyperactive observer and hyperbolic truth-teller of politics of the last 40 years...
"When the going gets weird, the weird turn pro." - HST
New Hints Seen That Red Wine May Slow Aging - NYTimes.com
Red wine may be much more potent than was thought in extending human lifespan, researchers say in a new report that is likely to give impetus to the rapidly growing search for longevity drugs.[Later: Corked pulled, nose hit with fruit immediately. First sip a bit of tannin, but just a bit. Then nice, deep flavor. Great with slice of broccoli rabe and ricotta pizza with a few dabs of red sauce. Red wines almost always go better with food.]
Harvey Korman, Yves St. Laurent, and today, Bo Diddly...
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