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Saturday, February 28, 2015

Are Black Americans Serious About Separation?

I think not. I think they just want the best of all worlds: a place which they can call their country, but which will have the perennial benefits of a white America. But they will keep rumbling on, making all kinds of demands, using a stealthy weapon of discrimination to get their way, since to be racist (well, to be called racist) is now one of the deadly sins.

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It is interesting that the standards for art remain Western. We have tried Chinioserie, Japonism, Orientalism, Primitivism, and many more non-Western "inlfluences" on Western art. I put influences in quotes because the trajectory is more Western art picking up styles from the non-Western world and applying it in a new way to Western art.

Laura Wood of The Thinking Housewife writes about the celebration of African-American History Month here:
As the annual observance of African-American History Month comes to a close, it is worth noting one of the most compelling reasons why African-Americans, or blacks, should have their own nation in North America: Blacks view themselves as a separate nation — a nation with its own distinctive history, its own heroes, its own literature, its own folklore, its own popular culture.

There is no Irish-American History Month, Italian-American History Month or German-American History Month. There is no White History Month. The Irish, the Italians and the Germans are not clamoring for these observances. That’s because they do not view themselves as separate to the same extent. They are not a separate nation. Look at the uniformity with which blacks approach politics. Almost all blacks vote the same way. No group in America has such a strong collective identity.
Here are her posts and the ensuing discussions:
- A Black Nation in America
- A Healthy Black Nationalism and its Benefits for Blacks

I went to the African-American History Month website that Laura directed us to, and looked up the link provided for African-American artists' collections at the National Gallery of Art. As I went through the collections' highlights, it became clear that these were works which emulated, if not mimicked, Western art standards, and even the "black" references could not disguise these origins.

The one that stood out for me was the African Nude by James Lesesne Wells. It was clearly after Henri Matisse's odalisques (of which there are dozens), which Matisse got from Ingres' Grande Odalisque, which itself was influenced by several centuries of Western artists, as well as Greek and Roman art. The leaf-like shapes in the background are also from Matisse's well-known leaf-like cut-outs he did much later in life when he could no longer paint.

Other resemblences are the "flattened surface" which Matisse explored and experimented with throughout his life: "Matisse used his curvilinear forms and bold decorative patterns to emphasize the flatness of the canvas surface." [Source]

Matisse worked with various print-making techniques, partly to get this "flattened surface" that he finally perfected with his cut-outs.

And Wells' African Nude is a the printing technique linocut, which is a variation of a woodcut.


James Lesesne Wells
American, 1902 - 1993
African Nude, 1980
Color linocut on Japan paper


The National Gallery of Art, where this painting is exhibited, says this about Wells:
James Lesesne Wells was born in Atlanta, Georgia, in 1902 and received BS and MS degrees from Columbia University, New York. He had a long career in printmaking, first participating in the Federal Arts Project, which encouraged the development of the art in the United States during the Great Depression, and then teaching at Howard University in Washington, DC, for almost four decades. Wells was active in the civil rights movement and often depicted the struggles of African-Americans in his work. African Nude, which Wells created late in life, reflects his printmaking skill, interest in traditional African aesthetics, and commitment to representing African-American history and experiences.
And this about his African Nude:
The woman in African Nude, wearing only a large necklace, reclines on an overstuffed settee. Her alluring position is similar to the pose found in classic images of odalisques—female slaves in the Ottoman Empire whose identities became sexualized and popularized during the nineteenth century. Yet unlike the seductive odalisque seen in Western art, whose gaze challenges by staring directly at the viewer, the nude in Wells' work, with eyes downcast, appears unhappily submissive and ill at ease amidst the oversize lush plants and gala colors of the background. The viewer is thus left unsettled, as if unwelcome despite the outwardly inviting scene.
I cannot leave this biography without commenting on the National Gallery of Art's description of African Nude.

I like the modesty with which Wells portrayed his image. But I think it is as much a commentary on modesty as on submissiveness. This leads me to the question: "Why is this black nude 'modest' while the Arab or white odalisques are so confident? Is Wells telling us not of submission but of the oppression of blacks? As is often the case with black American art, the language revolves around race conflict, and blacks always come out "losing."

Here is a 1990 New York Times article where the commentary says something similar to my point above, and written with the usual "aggrieved blacks" angle.

Below are odalisques by Matisse and Ingres.


Henri Matisse
Odalisque à la culotte rouge, 1924-1925
Oil Painting
50 x 61 cm
Musée de l'Orangerie, Paris



Henri Matisse
French, 1869–1954
Reclining Odalisque, 1926
Oil on canvas
15 1/8 x 21 5/8 in.
The Metropolitan Museum of Art, New York



Jean Auguste Dominique Ingres
French, 1780 - 1867
La Grande Odalisque, 1814
Oil on canvas
91 x 162 cm
Louvre, Paris


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Finally, all decisions, especially in the media world, count. Why did the website African-American History Month chose to use a .gov as its domain (http://www.africanamericanhistorymonth.gov), rather than the much more common .com?

As with the politicized black artists, everything is race-relations with black Americans, i.e. the politics of the oppressed.

The domain name .gov is:
derived from government, indicating its restricted use by government entities in the United States. The gov domain is administered by the General Services Administration (GSA), an independent agency of the United States federal government. [Source]
As Laura wrote:
There is no Irish-American History Month, Italian-American History Month or German-American History Month. There is no White History Month. The Irish, the Italians and the Germans are not clamoring for these observances. That’s because they do not view themselves as separate to the same extent. They are not a separate nation. Look at the uniformity with which blacks approach politics. Almost all blacks vote the same way. No group in America has such a strong collective identity.
And she asks:
Can Americans ever amicably come to the conclusion that blacks should have their own nation and make this happen in a peaceable way?
It seems that blacks have already decided, no matter what everyone else thinks, or does. And I saw it in the simple suffix to the website African-American History Month, which is used for website's address andtitled, as though the whole of black American life is subsumed by that one month of "identity."

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Thursday, February 26, 2015

Coffee With a Sprinkle of Jihad


Texting With the Syntax of a Jihadi

I was in Starbucks where I managed to find a seat in the corner. It was quite a nice seat considering seating is hard to come by in Starbucks. I started to read from my tablet, and found this article on the Jihadi John.

I then noticed that the guy next to me looked like he could be a Jihadi John.

I started to test him on his accent and comprehension level (if he even understood what I was saying).

Turns out guilty on both counts (accent and comprehension level).

Me: You've got yourself a nice place here.

Guy: (Looks up with a half smile, looking intimidated.)

Me: You have a pretty nice spot.

Guy: I donent no.

I just sat down and momentarily watched him push his fingers around frantically on his phone. I couldn't make out the language, but it looked like the Latin alphabet (not Arabic, although I wonder how one would text in Arabic on a Latin keyboard?)

Me: Is that the new iPhone?

Guy: i-ye-Phoneee?

Still no comprehension. His "i-ye-Phonee" sounded Hispanic.

Me: You don't speak English?

Guy: Englishi?

Me: Where are you from?

Guy: Colombia.

I returned to my tablet, and continued to drink my coffee.

He was glancing back and forth at me (I guess he thought he could chat me up or something, and wasn't astute enough to realize that I wasn't asking him pleasantries):
"Where do you work?"
"Near Walmart, like this..."
"Ah, McDonalds."
"Where is your family?"
"In Montreal and here."

All this with ample sign language and repeated words. I speak good enough Spanish, but I wasn't about to make things easy for him.

Such is the state of our Multi-Culti land.

And I still don't trust him.

What is to stop him from joining Arab Muslims, whom he greatly resembles, to find himself a welcoming community in this land of those evil, racist whites?
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Monday, February 23, 2015

Gentle Jesus


Christ and the Woman of Samaria, 1625-28
Giovanni Lanfranco (1582–1647)
Oil on canvas, 29 x 34 in
Collection: The Ashmolean Museum of Art and Archaeology


I especially like this version of the many. Christ really does talk to this woman, who has been shunned for many reasons, one of which because she has married many times, and is now living with a man, and is considered a loose woman. He doesn't stand aloof, but sits, lowers himself before her, so as to gain her trust and to let her speak to him. He isn't lecturing her, nor condemning her, as is probably what happens to her all the time.

She later spreads the world that she had met the Messiah, and many Samaritans became followers of Jesus (John 4:29-32).

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Jesus Talks With a Samaritan Woman
John 4: 4-26
Now he had to go through Samaria. 5 So he came to a town in Samaria called Sychar, near the plot of ground Jacob had given to his son Joseph. 6 Jacob’s well was there, and Jesus, tired as he was from the journey, sat down by the well. It was about noon.

When a Samaritan woman came to draw water, Jesus said to her, “Will you give me a drink?”

(His disciples had gone into the town to buy food.)

The Samaritan woman said to him, “You are a Jew and I am a Samaritan woman. How can you ask me for a drink?” (For Jews do not associate with Samaritans.)

Jesus answered her, “If you knew the gift of God and who it is that asks you for a drink, you would have asked him and he would have given you living water.”

“Sir,” the woman said, “you have nothing to draw with and the well is deep. Where can you get this living water?

Are you greater than our father Jacob, who gave us the well and drank from it himself, as did also his sons and his livestock?”

Jesus answered, “Everyone who drinks this water will be thirsty again,

but whoever drinks the water I give them will never thirst. Indeed, the water I give them will become in them a spring of water welling up to eternal life.”

The woman said to him, “Sir, give me this water so that I won’t get thirsty and have to keep coming here to draw water.”

He told her, “Go, call your husband and come back.”

“I have no husband,” she replied.

Jesus said to her, “You are right when you say you have no husband.

The fact is, you have had five husbands, and the man you now have is not your husband. What you have just said is quite true.”

“Sir,” the woman said, “I can see that you are a prophet.

Our ancestors worshiped on this mountain, but you Jews claim that the place where we must worship is in Jerusalem.”

“Woman,” Jesus replied, “believe me, a time is coming when you will worship the Father neither on this mountain nor in Jerusalem.

You Samaritans worship what you do not know; we worship what we do know, for salvation is from the Jews.

Yet a time is coming and has now come when the true worshipers will worship the Father in the Spirit and in truth, for they are the kind of worshipers the Father seeks.

God is spirit, and his worshipers must worship in the Spirit and in truth.”

The woman said, “I know that Messiah” (called Christ) “is coming. When he comes, he will explain everything to us.”

Then Jesus declared, “I, the one speaking to you—I am he.”
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Saturday, February 21, 2015

Obama Is Not Caulfield



Here is the new breed of Obama critic. This wouldn't have happened a year ago, but now suddenly, everyone has seen the light when it comes to Obama:
There is a personality type common among the Left’s partisans, and it has a name: Holden Caulfield. He is adolescent, perpetually disappointed, and ever on the lookout for phoniness and hypocrisy...He believes with Barack Obama that the only reason (e.g.) Staples does not pay its part-time associates more or schedule them for more hours is so that it can pad its executive pay and protect its “billions” in annual profits.

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Barack Obama has a great, big, heaping dose of Holden Caulfield in him.[Source: National Review Online article by Kevin D. Williamson]

I have read The Catcher in the Rye, and I liked it. I thought Caulfield was intelligent, but that he was dealt a difficult life by his rich but inattentive parents who let him wonder through expensive private schools. I especially liked his spunky little sister with that strange name Phoebe (strange for me when I was reading the book for the first time at age thirteen), and how Caulfield decides to change (somewhat) if only to take care of her.

But in this moment of critic proliferation, almost everyone who writes critically about Obama resorts to explaining his behavior as someone who really doesn't know better: a foolish adolescent.

That in itself is racist, as though a black leader should be excused for his behavior and mistakes with a reference to his immaturity of one form or another: emotional, intellectual, ethical, spiritual, aesthetic.

But Obama is not immature, in any sense.

He is smart. He may have fudged some of his academic papers, but he persistently fought in politics, and won his way through.

He has a strong personality, and can battle through tough competitions.

He is an eloquent speaker. I don't have to agree with what he says, but he says what he has to say very well indeed.

He has a sense of humor, making people laugh during those dour State of the Union events, and at more relaxed moments in front of the press. He teases people around him with confidence, including Michelle Obama, who seems oblivious to his humor. His latest fracas with Buzzfeed was an attempt at humor to get a point across, and it was cleverly done.

The argument can be made about his ethical and spiritual authenticity, but that is nothing to do with immaturity, but in fact a sophistication to convince people, the American public, of the worthiness of some unworthy ideas.

And he may have to deal with Michelle Obama's inferior aesthetics, but he has never made a false move with his presentations.

So, we should take him at face value: An American President.

But we should take him as an American President with a leftist, and even a far left, world view. This causes him to say stupid things. But, it isn't his stupidity, rather his ideology, which does that.

So, instead of getting all twisted up giving him all kinds of excuses, let's drop the screen and reveal the emperor.

Our inability, or more precisely, our resistance, in identifying Obama for who and what he is will have dangerous, and far-reaching, consequences: Jihadi bombs in American and Western cities; illegal immigrants competing for scarce jobs; welfare criminals; race warfare; class divisions; and so on, and so on.

Obama is no adolescent Caulfield. He has his vision and agenda for the world, which the listless Caulfield could not muster even for the next day.
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Friday, February 20, 2015

East Coast Color


Newfoundland and Labrador television commercial

I've always wondered at the color in the "northern" lands. One would expect them to be dreary and grey. But, wherever people cherish the beautiful, they will always have color. Color is part of the world.

Above is the television commercial on Newfoundland and Labrador that is currently showing on the CBC (Canadian Broadcasting Corporation, more similar ones at the link). We have a few more months to plan for that vacation by the sea.

The survey on the website asks me (for a chance at a silkscreen of a whale) if I would travel to Newfoundland and Labrador. I answered honeslty "not very likely."

But, I can still look at the images!

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Thursday, February 19, 2015

Drifting Down Big Art Money


Drifting Down Big River
2007
Acrylic on canvas, 48 x 36 in



Mile 2157 2012, Acrylic on Canvas 40 x 40 in


Painting on the left:
Ere The Winter Storms Begin
2011
Acrylic on canvas, 48 x 48 in

Painting on the right:
Exit Off Highway 1
2012
Acrylic on canvas, 48 x 48 in


I saw these paintings scattered around in the lobby of an office building in Mississauga, and took photographs of them, since I couldn't find the painter's signature at the bottom of the canvasses nor any other information in the lobby (and the receptionist was no help) so that I could do a google image search later on.

And they were pretty easy to identify. They are by Christine Proctor, who:
...changed her career focus in 1997 from the corporate world to a full time commitment to painting. She is a graduate from York University’s Creative Arts program and has studied with Harold Klunder, Peter Kolisnyk, Brian Atyeo, John Leonard, David Hannan, and Steve Rose at the Neilson Park Creative Centre, Bridgewater Artist Retreat and at the Haliburton School of Fine Arts. She has participated in the "Artist in Residence Programme" with the Halton Region Conservation Authority at Crawford Lake, Halton, Ontario. Christine was accepted as a member to the Ontario Society of Artists in 2012.

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She is currently represented by Tracey Capes Fine Art, PI Fine Art and A.G.O. Art Rental & Sales in Toronto. [Source: Christine Proctor]
Here are the her teachers.

The Painters:

Harold Klunder


Sun And Moon IV
Harold Klunder
Canadian
2008-2009
Oil on linen, 114 x 78 in


Peter Kolisnyk


PGround Outline
Peter Kolisnyk
Canadian
Date made: 1978
Materials: steel and white lacquer
Measurements: 84 x 168 x 4 in
Collection: Agnes Etherington Art Centre, Queen's University, Kingston, Ontario


Brian Atyeo


Pastoral Autumn
Brian Atyeo
Canadian
Acrylic on Canvas
40 x 60 in


I can find no date for this painting, but Atyeo was exhibiting his work by 1980, so he is a contemporary Canadian painter.

Steve Rose


Figure 17
Steve Rose
Canadian
Mixed media on paper
30 x 22 in


Again, I can find no date for this painting, but Rose finished his art studies in 1999, so he is a contemporary Canadian painter.

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The critic John Leonard:
The Columbia Journalism Review called Leonard "our primary progressive, catholic [small "c"] literary critic."[10] Stylistically, he was, as CJR dubbed him, an "enthusiast,” known for his wit and wordplay, his liberal use of the semicolon and his impassioned examinations of authors and their works. He wrote definitive career essays on the work of writers ranging from Thomas Pynchon and Joan Didion to Eduardo Galeano, Salman Rushdie, Don DeLillo, Mary Gordon, John Cheever, Toni Morrison and Richard Powers.[Source: Wikipedia]
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The Marine Cinematographer David Hannan:
[David Hannan's] cinematography is featured in some of the world's most successful natural history feature films, television programs and series. These include the BBC's 'The Blue Planet', National Geographic 'The Shape of Life' and 'Great Migrations' series and David Suzuki's 'The Nature of Things'. [Source: Plankton]
These are her teachers! Except for Brian Ateyo, who is really a second rate off-shoot of the Canadian Group of Seven (all Canadians put influences of the Group of Seven somewhere in their portfolio, so Proctor isn't doing anything unusual), and Hannan, which shows her "ecclectic" choices, it is clear where her careful method of primitive style came from, and how it was supported through the cultural critics of John Leonard.

Proctor describes her work thus:
I am a painter of abstract landscapes. My subjects are both conceived in my mind and connected to memories of places I have experienced. I translate images into simple shapes and bands of colour, eliminating details normally visible in nature. By doing this I hope to encourage viewers to fill in the details with their own mental imagery, and the atmosphere of their individual place. [More here]
On the first page of her website, she writes:
I paint abstract landscapes, simplifying visual reality into fields of rich pure colour, transforming nature into a mysterious place for you, the viewer, to contemplate awhile. I invite you to fill in the details with your own individual experience: where the imagery, mood, and atmosphere of your personal place interacts with the colour and form of the artwork.
This has been a clever cop-out of modern and modernist artists: to "encourage viewers to fill in the details with their own mental imagery..."

These badly constructed, poorly drawn, shabbily painted canvasses are what ordinary people, business centers and anyone who may have the money to foot that bill, are being duped into buying. Otherwise, they are deficient in "mental imagery" and have no "atmosphere of their individual place."

Proctor knows. She came from a business background. She knows how prestigious it is to pin up paintings of "artists" in lobbies. And how much money corporations are willing to pay to have art in their lobbies. And in fact, Morguard is doing just that with her work.
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Tuesday, February 17, 2015

Selfieing While Rome Burns


Buzzfeed
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Sunday, February 15, 2015

Glimpses of Light








Cut Glass
[Photos By: KPA]


I thought these look like interesting shapes of close-ups of cut glass on a doorway at the time I took the picture. But now they look to me like the archways of the interior of a cathedral, with bursts of light coming in from the windows, as though a presence has entered the building.

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Saturday, February 14, 2015

"My Funny Valentine" for Valentine's Day


Frank Sinatra singing "My Funny Valentine"

I posted this on June 14, 2011 at Camera Lucida. It was because I heard the song somewhere that day.

Well, let me do it the honor of posting it on the real Valentine's day.

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My Funny Valentine, for Valentine's Day!

I recently heard "My Funny Valentine" on one of those store muzak without the words, remembered some of the words, and searched for the song on-line.

Here's what I found about its origins:
"My Funny Valentine" is a show tune from the 1937 Richard Rodgers and Lorenz Hart musical Babes in Arms in which it was introduced by former child star Mitzi Green. After being recorded by Chet Baker, Frank Sinatra and Miles Davis, the song became a popular jazz standard, appearing on over 1300 albums performed by over 600 artists.

Babes in Arms opened at the Shubert Theatre on Broadway, in New York City on April 14, 1937 and ran for 289 performances.[1] In the original play, a character named Billie Smith (played by Mitzi Green) sings the song to Valentine "Val" LaMar (played by Ray Heatherton).[2] In the song, Billie pokes fun at some of Valentine's characteristics, but ultimately affirms that he makes her smile and that she doesn't want him to change.
The song was performed by male and female vocalists over the years. Looking at the lyrics, I think it could be sung by either a male or a female. But, I think a female rendition has just a little more authenticity. I somehow don't think romantic men would list these (minor) faults in the object of their desire. They are usually all gushy about her beauty and other wonderful attributes. Women might be a little more realistic about physical attributes (and even "smartness, perhaps preferring kindness).

Here are the lyrics. There is a longer version at the beginning which I've left out, since most of the interpretations use the shorter version. I've posted the beginning lyrics at the end of this post. Here are the commonly sang lyrics:
My funny valentine
Sweet comic valentine
You make me smile with my heart

You looks are laughable, unphotographable
Yet you're my favorite work of art

Is your figure less than Greek?
Is your mouth a little bit weak?
When you open it to speak, are you smart?

Don't change your hair for me
Not if you care for me
Stay little valentine stay.
Each day is valentine's day
Above, I've posted the video of my favorite version by Frank Sinatra, who sings it straight (and not too slow) in his inimitable, confident style.

The black jazz singers, Sarah Vaughan, Etta James, and both male and female, sing it with too much scatting (which I've complained about here about Ella Fitzgerald and Billie Holiday singing "Am I Blue," although a young Ella Fitzgerald performs "My Funny Valentine" with restrained charm). The energetic Welshman Tom Jones, with the modernized instrumentals, gives it a rock vibe. A surprising actress-turned-singer is Michelle Pfeiffer (I've always liked her as an actress) sings it in her movie The Fabulous Baker Boys. Contemporary black singers perform it with too many riffs and improvisations (known as melisma [pdf article]), which overloads the melody. Linda Ronstadt, whom I never used to like, sings it with a pure voice. Melinda Doolittle, who was a highly placed contestant at American Idol a few years ago, imitates Anita Baker, who I think performs it much better. Melinda overdoes the improvisational melisma and overloads the melody with too many notes, to the detriment of the song. This is common among black singers today.

There are a couple of non-vocal versions, including Miles Davis on his haunting trumpet (whom Sting- formerly of the band the Police - does a great job of channeling). Chet Baker also performs it on his trumpet, although I haven't listed his version, since he drags his melodies so much that it is hard to sit patiently through them.

Here are the beginning lyrics, which many singers leave out:

Behold the way our fine feathered friend
His virtue doth parade
Thou knowest not my dim witted friend
The picture Thou hast made
Thy vacant brow and Thy tousled hair
Conceal Thy good intent
Thou noble upright, truthful, sincere
And slightly dopey gent

Here is a sweet rendition of the complete song by Kristine Chenoweth is more known for her television programs, but is a veteran Broadway performer.
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Thursday, February 12, 2015

Dawn


Cristo Rei Church, Mississauga

[Photo By: KPA]


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Wednesday, February 11, 2015

Beck's Grammy, and the Black Artists Who Want it for Themselves


This is the song Heart is a Drum from Beck's new album Morning Phase.

There was drama at the Grammys, which I no longer watch because of the coarse behavior, the ugly outfits, the juvenile performers, and the unmusical music. And sure enough, the untalented, aggressive, entitlement-fed black rap performer Kanye West hijacked Beck as he was receiving Best Artist award.

Everyone thought it was a joke, including his pathetic wife, Kim Kardashian, who is part of the Kardashian enterprise which puts on a "reality" show on television. Her mother was also married to Bruce Jenner, the now freaky creature who decided to become "female."

Such is the level of our artists these days.

I've posted above the song which Beck sang at the Grammys, Heart is a Drum, from his deserved win, Album of the Year, Morning Phase.

It is a textured, layered piece, which reminds me a little of the Simon and Garfunkel rendition of the English folk song Are You Going to Scarborough Fair.


Simon and Garfunkel in Central Park,
Singing Are You Going to Scarborough Fair in 1981


Below is Beck performing Heart is a Drum with Chris Martin, of the group Coldplay, at the Grammys. Perhaps they are the next Simon and Garfunckel?


Beck and Chris Martin, of Coldplay, performing together at the Grammys

And here is Beck startled as West moves on stage, interrupting his Grammy acceptance.


"This is NOT a Joke!!!!!!!"

And here is West declaring he was very serious about jumping on the stage to interrupt Beck. BEYONCE WAS THE TRUE WINNER! West did the same thing in 2009 when Taylor Swift won Best Female Video at the Video Music Awards. That true winner, Beyonce, was robbed of her prize!

Such is the aggression of anti-white blacks, who declare their own standards and we better agree, or else.

Kim Kardashian, who was next to West, is realizing what she's in for with her life with West, whom she married in 2014. Below is her startled expression at West's tirade.


"That was NOT a Joke!!!!!!!"
[Source: Screen capture from Youtube]

Below is how Beyonce ended her performance at the Grammys with the now much referenced but false narrative "Hands Up, Don't Shoot" of the Ferguson shooting. Several other black performers also did the same "hands up" motion at the end of their performances. Pharrell Williams went one step further and added "hoodies" on his multicultral/multiethnic/multigendre background performers. We are ALL Michael Brown, and Trayvon Martin.


Beyonce on stage at the Grammys singing "Take My Hand, Precious Lord"

Here (youtube) is Beyonce's rendition.


Pharrell: Hands Up Don't Shoot in Hoodies as I Wear My Monkey Suit

There is a message Pharrell is trying to convey, I guess:
- He's an organ monkey
- He's NOT a monkey
- This is a joke
- This is NOT a joke
- White people think we're monkeys
- Let's play at monkeys
Another idiot on stage.

The song Take My Hand, Precious Lord is from the 2014 movie Selma, which is based on the 1965 Selma to Montgomery voting rights marches. It was performed in the film by another singer.

Selma is a gospel song written by Rev. Thomas A. Dorsey in 1956 (a black man), but performed with genuine spirituality by a white performer, Tennessee Ernie Ford, who sang in the "country and Western, pop and gospel musical genres."

Below is Tennessee Ernie Ford's rendition, with a full, white, choir which he sang in 1965, right in the middle of the civil rights era.


Tennessee Ernie Ford singing Take My Hand Precious Lord in 1965

So what do Beyonce, Pharrell, Kanye and all those spoilt, contemporary blacks think about this? I assume Beyonce has seen it, given the close resemblance of her big Grammys choir to Ford's original. She is, then, a great hypocrite.

Beyonce is no doubt a talented singer and songwriter, but her insistence on the riffs and improvisations (known as melisma [pdf article]), overloads and drowns the melody. The Grammy judges made the right call, if only for her and other blacks to listen to Beck's album, in some moment of curiosity and humility, and learn from it.

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Tuesday, February 10, 2015

The Good Wives


The Good Wives
Left: Julianna Margulies as Alicia Florrick as the wronged wife, in the television show The Good Wife
Right: Michele Obama at the 2015 State of the Union


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It had been a while since I've "reviewed" Michelle Obama's attire (here is one example from about a year and a half ago).

Above is Michelle Obama at the State of the union address on January 20th. I glanced at her ensemble, and all I could think was that it looked like a cheap tweed suit which one could get at Walmart - not that I'm knocking Walmart, but I wouldn't buy it even there.

The New York Post asked:
"Who wore it best, the Good Wife, or the President's wife?"
First, I would say "neither." What a dull, lusterless, cheap-looking dress (look at the zipper against the black strip at the front).

It is perhaps understandable in the television series The Good Wife, which is about an woman attorney. But for the wife of a President?

Obama was at one point intent on supporting "American Designers," which is a noble effort. But, I would rather she wore a smart Christian Dior than this dull Michael Kors.

I don't blame Kors. He does what he does (and gets very rich doing so). It was ultimately Obama's decision.

The suit's jacket (now out of stock, which I presume is due to all those First Lady Followers who bought the suit after the SOTU) was $1595 at Nordstrom. And the ensemble probably more than doubles with the skirt.

And, to show the blind adulation that goes on, here is the black magazine, Essence, showering praises on this outfit:
Mrs. Obama was stunning in a tweed Michael Kors skirt suit with a wide collar and zipper details, channeling her inner Gladiator and giving all of us life.
The "inner gladiator" reference is to the suit that Obama wore on a previous occasion. I don't know how it got into the fashion vernacular of Michelle Obama. I wonder if it came from here ("she reminds me of the muscle-bound Victor Mature in a 1950s gladiator pic")!

How could it have been better?

Perhaps making it in a tweed green rather than this dreary grey.


[I Photoshopped the green color, and all the rest
Better than that grey (Michael Kors should hire me!)
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But the real question is, why is Michelle Obama channeling a television program replete with adultery, marital discord, and a single ("separated") woman aggressively pursuing a career?

Could it be the "presidential" connection?

But, even that is a negative reflection on politicians:
When a very public sex and political-corruption scandal lands her husband, Peter, in prison, Alicia Florrick must get past the humiliation and betrayal and assume responsibility for her family. She resumes her career as a defense attorney, shedding her persona as the embarrassed wife of a politician, and takes charge of her destiny. Four years later, Alicia decides to leave Lockhart/Gardner and start a new law firm with a colleague, Cary Agos. Now that Peter has won the gubernatorial election, Alicia must balance her evolving career and family responsibilities with her new position as first lady of Illinois. [Source]
This is supposedly a reference to the New York governor Eliot Spitzer who resigned from his position after his trysts with prostitutes became public.

But, Michelle's channeling is more convoluted than that. It is to showcase the "bravery" of this politician's wife (in the T.V. show that is), who started a career as an attorney to provide for her two sons after her husband was jailed. She "decides" to not divorce her husband. Yet, she has an affair with a partner at her law firm. Then she decides to run for politics, and uses the same rough strategies her husband used to win his political battles.

It is a strange mixture of victimhood (the good wife), feminism (women can be tough attorneys and even tougher politicians), marital loyalty (the Good Wife doesn't divorce her husband, merely separates form him), motherhood (she goes to work for her two kids), femininity (she always dresses prettily), equality (women can have affairs too), and so on.

What an odd show to emulate.

But not really. It is all about the "strength of the woman" after all. And she can have it all, or rather, do it all: adultery, motherhood, high powered careers - even in politics, and of course wifehood.

And any woman who stays married despite the humiliations this TV Good Wife faced is, well, a good wife. Look at Hillary!

I wonder how President Obama feels about all this?


The President and his Good Wife
Arriving at the State of the Union, January 20th 2015

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Posted By: Kidist P. Asrat

Monday, February 9, 2015

The Anti-Life We Are Allowing To Trample On Our Morality

I didn't want to post this yesterday, trying to keep what we have of the sacred as sacred. Yes, Sunday is sacred.


What makes a beautiful and feminine woman
decide this is the life she wants?


Here is what's on Page Six of the New York Post:
Rosie O’Donnell and her wife, Michelle Rounds, have split, and O’Donnell will leave “The View” next week to concentrate on her family’s well-being, Page Six can exclusively reveal.

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Rosie’s rep, Cindi Berger, confirmed the marital split...in a statement Friday night: “I can confirm that Rosie and her wife Michelle split in November. Rosie has teens and an infant at home that need her attention. This has been a very stressful situation. She is putting her personal health and family first. ABC has been wonderfully understanding and supportive of her personal decision to leave ‘The View.’ Next week will be her last.”

[...]

O’Donnell, 52, married her second wife Rounds in private in June 2012. In 2013, they adopted a baby girl, Dakota. She has four other older kids.
So, this is Rosie's second "marriage" and a potential second "divorce."

I really don't care what this coarse, narcissistic, obese woman does with herself, but she has managed to ruin the lives of five innocent lives, whom she shuttles around as "her children." One day, she will be accountable to these lives, if not directly demanded by them, then through a judgment that will not leave her out.

We are also not excused. We let her step on, creating her life as she treads on our morality.

Below are the lurid details, which I had to search around the web to ensure accuracy. This creature has had five children through a myriad of means, including artificial insemination, foster-child care, adoption, and has had "married" and "divorced" status along the way to three women.

Rosie O'Donnell's Anti-life life:
1. _

Adopted son Parker Jaren O’Donnell in 1995 (born 1995)


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2. _

a. Together with Kelli Carpenter since 1998

b. Married Carpenter in 2004, divorced Carpenter in 2007

c. Tried to adopt with Carpenter:
Mia (b. 1997, O'Donnell's foster child 2000 - 2001)
Mia was taken from O'Donnell in 2001 as per the Florida state law prohibiting same-sex family adoption

d. Carpenter adopted O'Donnell's adopted kids :
Parker in 1995 (born 1995)
Chelsea in 1997 (born 1997)
Blake in 1999 (born 1999)

e. Artificial Insemination via Carpenter:
Vivienne, born 2002

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3. _

a. Married Michelle Rounds in June 2012, separated from Married Michelle Rounds in November 2014

b. Adopted with Michelle Rounds:
Dakota, 2013 (b. 2013)
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O'Donnell with "her children" in 2010:
Clockwise from back row center: Blake, Parker, Vivienne, and Chelsea



O'Donnell with the infant Dakota in October 2013
Adopted at one month old in February 2013, Dakota is ten months old here


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Posted By: Kidist P. Asrat

Saturday, February 7, 2015

Jack


Jack, on watch (poor mailman)
[Photo from Google Maps]


I was greeted by two rambunctious dogs, a large pale-furred golden retriever and a black labrador retriever, at the front door of my physiotherapist's office which I was attending for the first time.

I wasn't intimidated, and peered through the glass door and said "Are you going to let me in?"

They retreated, and I opened the door.

The black labrador went downstairs, but the golden retriever edged close to me as I sat on the bench after I signed in at the reception.

" What's his name?"

"Jack."

"Perfect. Hey, Jack!"

Then Jack wouldn't leave me alone, having been formally introduced to me. He would put his big head on my knee, stroke me with his giant paws, lean his lumbering body against my leg. And just stay by me.

I stroked his head, pulled his ears, and talked to him in some form of human-dog speech.

Then suddenly, he left my side and started pawing at the door, with a couple of deep, gruff barks.

"Should I let him out?"

"Yes, he just wants to be out when the school kids walk by"

He has an internal clock!

Jack goes out, and sits on the sidewalk. And sure enough, small clusters of chattering school kids, about eight and nine-year-olds, start walking by. They don't pay any attention to the large canine sitting on the cold pavement, watching them pass by. They must be used to him. But how can they not want to stroke his big, sympathethic head? Poor, faithful Jack!

Jack would keep glancing back, even as he sits patiently on the sidewalk. He clearly misses his warm perch on top of what looks like part of a rowing fitness machine. He should be back inside! He has a room to survey!


Prince
Watercolor by Kimberly Kaminski


"It's cold out there, in fact, it's freezing!" say I, having braved through ice, snow, and blisteringly cold temperatures to make it to my early morning appointment.

"Yes," says the woman, who seems to be the owner of both the practice and the dog.

Jack paws at the door. I let him in, but his leash gets stuck outside, pulling him a little back.

"Should I take it off his neck?"

"Yes, thanks."

Jack sits patiently, and even raises his head a little, to let me get at the hook.

"There you go."

He then resumes his place against my knee.

With a friend like that, who needs anyone else?

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Below is a Jack look-alike on the left, which this dog site describes as "a slightly undershot jaw characteristic of light-furred retrievers."

This was Jack's expression. He wasn't just playing, he was very serious about his friendliness!


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Posted By: Kidist P. Asrat

Thursday, February 5, 2015

Beatitudes


Harry Hanley Parker (1869-1917)
Sermon on the Mount, 1905
Mural
Calvary United Methodist Church,
West Philadelphia


Matthew 5:8-12

3 Blessed are the poor in spirit: for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.

4 Blessed are they that mourn: for they shall be comforted.

5 Blessed are the meek: for they shall inherit the earth.

6 Blessed are they which do hunger and thirst after righteousness: for they shall be filled.

7 Blessed are the merciful: for they shall obtain mercy.

8 Blessed are the pure in heart: for they shall see God.

9 Blessed are the peacemakers: for they shall be called the children of God.

10 Blessed are they which are persecuted for righteousness' sake: for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.

11 Blessed are ye, when men shall revile you, and persecute you, and shall say all manner of evil against you falsely, for my sake.

There are what appear to be nine listed in Matthew, but the last one is:
...often viewed as a commentary - a further clarification of the eighth one with specific application being made to the disciples. Instead of referencing third-person plural "they," Jesus changes to second-person "you." [Source]
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Wednesday, February 4, 2015

An Austerism (Amongst Many)


NGC 2266
From the National Optical Astronomy Observatory website
NGC 2266 is a relatively "old" star cluster comprising stars of around 1 billion years in age. Many of its members are quite evolved, having reached the red giant stage of their lives. Our own sun will become a red giant when it is around 10 billion years old.
As I searched for an image to go with "Austerism," google images kept coming up with Asterism. I think that is actually a fitting image, and one to surely spark another Austerian discussion.
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"I am glad to be living through the apocalypse with you." [Source: The Thinking Houswife]
I emailed Laura with this message:
Isn't that another clever "Austerism," bitingly real, but which makes you laugh out loud? And so many said (at least on reading his blog) that Larry had no sense of humor!
I looked through the web to see if anyone else had used "Austerism" for Larry Auster (one other has used it for his cousin, the writer Paul Auster). The only one I could find was one (see quote below) who wasn't "glad to be living through the apocalypse" with Larry Auster or any of us Auster Acolytes, or vile sycophants, as he would refer to us, simply to irritate his non-sycophantic readers.

This comes from the blog "Diversity is Chaos," a name which would have received Larry Auster's scathing, and hilarious, approval ("To learn who rules over you, simply find out who you are not allowed to criticize," the writer at Diversity is Chaos heads his blog ):
Austerim

Dennis Mangan on Larry Auster:
But Auster is being, as usual, extremely picky about what he's willing to support. His stands remind me of the joke about Switzerland: everything not forbidden is mandatory. With Auster, everything that doesn't measure up to his exacting standards is to be condemned. He condemns neocons, paleocons, libertarians, liberals, atheists, game advocates - what's left? Only Austerism. Everything else reeks of gnosticism, nihilism, and evil. Or if it doesn't, it simply is not serious.
Interestingly, the original author of this post has deleted the post (having refused to be an Auster Sycophant, although he had qualified as one before jumping ship).

Another use (creative use) of "Austerism" is by this business writer who clearly indicates that he "invented" the word:
The greatest danger for Spain right now is the EU’s cult of fiscal discipline, let’s call it austerism.
The Lawrence Auster variation is much better.

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Posted By: Kidist P. Asrat

Monday, February 2, 2015

Libby the Bishop


Libby Lane, Bishop of Stockport

'Not in the Bible'
Daily Mail
27 January 2015

The first woman bishop in the history of the Church of England was today officially consecrated - but the ceremony at York Minster was disrupted by a protesting vicar.

The Reverend Libby Lane became the Bishop of Stockport in a service conducted by the Archbishop of York, John Sentamu.

The historic event was briefly interrupted by the appearance of an ultra-conservative priest, Rev Paul Williamson, shouting 'Not in the Bible' as she was presented to the congregation.


Thumbs Up!

Below is the video of the Reverend Paul Williamson arguing his "Not in the Bible" protest at Bishop Libby's consecration ceremony.



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Posted By: Kidist P. Asrat

La Vie en Rose

I heard "La Vie en Rose" being performed yesterday, and thought I would re-post this from 2012.

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Edith Piaf and Louis Armstrong

I recently heard Edith Piaf's lovely song "La Vie en Rose" on the radio, with Louis Armstrong singing it in his inimitable voice. He sings mostly in English but endearingly tries a little French along the way, mostly in the refrain "La Vie en Rose" where his rose sounds more American than French. Another "Armstrong" variation is when he adds the letter "n" in the French "en" and pronounces it "en" as in "end" without the "d" (the correct pronunciation of "en" is at the 1:06 spot in this French pronunciation video).

Below are videos of Armstrong and Piaf singing "La Vie en Rose" (Armstrong also plays the trumpet), separately, of course:


Edith Piaf singing La Vie en Rose


Louis Armstrong singing and playing La Vie en Rose

La Vie en Rose:

Des yeux qui font baisser les miens
Un rire qui se perd sur sa bouche
Voilà le portrait sans retouche
De l’homme auquel j’appartiens

Quand il me prend dans ses bras
Il me parle tout bas
Je vois la vie en rose

Il me dit des mots d’amour
Des mots de tous les jours
Et ça me fait quelque chose

Il est entré dans mon coeur
Une part de bonheur
Dont je connais la cause

C’est lui pour moi, moi pour lui dans la vie
Il me l’a dit, l’a juré pour la vie

Et dès que je l’aperçois
Alors je sens en moi
Mon coeur qui bat

Des nuits d’amour à plus finir
Un grand bonheur qui prend sa place
Les ennuis, les chagrins s’effacent
Heureux, heureux à en mourir

Quand il me prend dans ses bras
Il me parle tout bas
Je vois la vie en rose

Il me dit des mots d’amour
Des mots de tous les jours
Et ça me fait quelque chose

Il est entré dans mon coeur
Une part de bonheur
Dont je connais la cause

C’est toi pour moi, moi pour lui dans la vie
Il me l’a dit, l’a juré pour la vie

Et dès que je l’aperçois
Alors je sens en moi
Mon coeur qui bat

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Posted By: Kidist P. Asrat