It's been awhile but some good things have happened.
Our friends, Mark and Anne, had their annual party and we had a blast. It was a New Orleans theme and I had my first piece of alligator. Yes, it tastes like chicken!
Ended up the evening talking about art, movies, especially The Ghost Writer, directed by Roman Polanski. Everyone has just got to see it - everyone, with a brain, that is. And of course, talking about our favorite show, Mad Men, which won the Emmy again, for the third year in a row but the Emmy bigwigs don't seem to understand that the actors are suberb also. At least, they finally gave it to Kyra Sedgwick for The Closer.
Love you Anne and Mark.
I launched my show on area24radio.com called Power and Glory after the Phil Ochs song.
For my readers, my first show was in memory of the great Russian Poet, Andrei Voznesensky with poet, Kenneth Pearson and my second show was on the Iroquois Confederacy with great music provided by Joanne Shenandoah, Grammy Award Winner, and her family and Robbie Robertson and many great Native American Artists. It was really fun.
Since then I have been pounding the pavements. My first interview was a dud while the second was okay. Today, I returned from my third and I'm a bit hopeful. We'll see what happens.
Not one thing I voted for in the last presidential election has come to fruition. Gitmo is still open. The Iraq War, although we're making a show of pulling out, has left the country in a mess and let's not even discuss Afghanistan where more Americans were killed today.
We happened to be in Italy, two years ago. We went for two reasons: one was to show that I had recovered from my mastectomy and the other was that my husband could find his relatives in the Dolomites. Cool on both!
We were at my cousins in Genova when Lehman crashed and my cousins are both reporters and Luigino is the editor of a newspaper. They both turned and said, "Your next president is Obama". In fact, the night he won, after that fabulous speech in Chicago, they called me on the phone and we were all so happy. It was 3:30 AM and we were all so happy.
That was then and this is now. It seems his first priority was the banks and I guess it still is. He has surrounded himself, with the exception of Hillary Clinton, with the worst advisors I can recall, some of them, holdouts from Bush 2, the worst administration in my lifetime.
And so, not only me, but millions are pounding the pavements. And going to Unemployment for help is like going nowhere. They gave me a password to go onto their job site and there were job listings from 2008 and 2009. There's my tax dollars at work.
Perhaps, someone should tell the President. I'm still waiting to see how that health plan is going to benefit my husband and me. Where is it?
So, we decided to do something this weekend to forget everything and we saw Avatar, the extended one, at the IMAX in 3D. It was astonishing and that's how it should have been presented from the inception.
As for last night, I turned off the Emmys when I did not get to see Betty White give her acceptance speech. Got sick of Jimmy Fallon, too. Sorry, Jimmy.
I am in a strange head, a bit of a strange head because I cannot ever remember the United States in such a mess. I know that it's not all Obama's fault. Don't you love the Tea Party Claque, backed by oil money, which is really concerned about them. They want to take their government back. From Whom?
The Republicans are blubbering about the deficit. Well, it's their deficit and their boy, Bush 2 and the real president, Cheney in his bunker, who by the way said "that deficits are unimportant" started this money mess. Clinton handed them a surplus.
So my one question to the tea baggers is "Where were you during the Cheney-Bush Administration?"
I now avoid the corporate news and get my info from Jon Stewart, who also won another Emmy, and Stephen Colbert, who also deserved one and MSNBC. I read the intelligent conservative commentators, of which there are so few, and see such a great divide and feel the country wallowing in hatred, self-hatred, although the self-hatred is being directed at others. We're back to the old cliche of who's really an American.
That's easy: the Native Americans.
The rest of us are all immigrants and the children of immigrants. We are the hyphenated ones.
My show this week is going to be a lot of music that you may have never heard and some anecdotes. So tune in!
Let's stick together and fight the hate that is now calling itself the Republican Party. As for the Democrats, who the hell are you?
I should have voted for Hillary.
We, once again, are living in the age of Thomas Paine, "These are the times that try men's souls". Women, too, Mr. Paine and most of all, children.
As Phil Ochs sang about our country, "Oh, her power shall rest on the strength of her freedom, glory shall rest on us all, on us all".
Let's hope!
Ciao for now!
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