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Photo by Edward McKuen 9/24/2005

A Thought for Today

Today’s Project: Learn how to stay out of your own way.

 

TO BEGIN WITH

This past week has been busy, hectic and productive. I’m working on half a dozen albums (compact discs) at once. New recordings, supervising the restoration of past analog masters that are about to make their way to CD, completing new songs and juggling the usual tasks and complications of life.

This afternoon (Sunday) I gave a eulogy and sang a song at the memorial service for a dear friend and colleague of fifty years, the talented songwriter, producer and teacher Richard Loring. I hope to write more about Richard in a coming Flight Plan.

Ask Rod usually appears in this space at the start of each week but it takes about a day to write so there wasn’t sufficient time to deal with it today. No sleep last night so when I post this to Webmaster Ken I hope to ‘konk out’ for five or six hours and be ready for a very special Monday Evening. I’m going with a group of friends to watch the taping of an upcoming “Ellen Show.” Her mom, Betty, is a personal hero of mine and I’m looking forward to finally meeting her sister ‘Aunt Helen’ who lost her home and everything in the carnage of Hurricane Katrina.

Midnight or so I’ll pull tapes for the Tuesday and Wednesday pre-mastering sessions at Penguin Recorders in Eagle Rock.
Thursday it’s up to the mountain and Dos Vidas. Friday and Saturday more recording and Sunday (fingers crossed) I can get back to the mail.

More letters about changing the photo on the masthead so Edward cornered KubbyKat, Too and me for a single snap yesterday. For what it’s worth that effort made its debut today.

The trees at Dos Vidas (in addition to the Oak, Pine and Cypress) include Maple in the midst of color changes and Edward wants to get some fall shots. If we really do get away on Thursday maybe we’ll come back with pictures that more accurately mirror the autumn we are supposed to be going through.

WHAT FRIENDS ARE FOR

The landscape glitters and is littered with second guesses, recriminations, what ifs – and alas, real live death and destruction – involving the not so comely ladies Katrina and Rita. At this time I call on Bellingham, my buddy and our Editor at Large, to add his thoughts to recent events. With tongue not too firmly planted in cheek he dispatched the following.

THE PRESIDENTS ANALYST
By Bruce Bellingham

Those who recall the Loma Prieta earthquake, which happened sixteen years ago this October, might also remember how FEMA became a four-letter word in San Francisco's Marina District back in 1989. No one was happy with the slow response from the feds then -- and it seems to be true today in the wake of Hurricane Katrina.

These catastrophes always seem to overwhelm government agencies. The hurricane certainly engulfed former FEMA director Michael Brown, whom President Bush endearingly named "Brownie." That was just before Brownie was washed out of his job with the storm surge. The phrase, "Brownie, you're doing a heck of a job," will stick to Bush as will "Mission accomplished!" when he emphatically declared victory in the war in Iraq a couple of years ago.

Leadership during a crisis is often more style than substance. Mr. Bush has neither. In the hours following the 9/11 attack, Rudy Guiliani was asked how many lives might be lost in the collapse of the Twin Towers. What could he possibly say? "It is more than we can bear," he stated simply, grimly. With those words, the hearts of the world went out to him, the city of New York and the entire country.

Guiliani didn't have time to wait for a speechwriter. At the same time, when informed of the 9/11 attack, the president seemed stunned. He was speechless for a few minutes before being spirited away by the Secret Service. It looked like he was grasping for something to say. What was going through his head? "Well, what do you know?" Or "How about that?"

Bush does well in controlled, well-managed, staged presentations. Such as appearing before friendly folks in a flight suit, aboard an aircraft carrier, declaring victory, flags flapping in the breeze, a marching band behind him. Under the circumstances, it was a perverse show of pageantry. It would have been a nice touch if Bush blew the smoke away
from the barrels of a couple of six-shooters before holstering them. I'm sure the moment made his mom proud. It sure showed his father who's the boss. After all, George H. W. didn't send Saddam hightailing it out of Dodge, formerly known as Baghdad. The kid had to finish the job. But now we're beginning to see why Bush Sr. chose not to invade the Iraqi capital.

Welcome to the bottomless pit that other empires have stumbled into over the centuries. Here comes that word again: quagmire. When John Kennedy went to Walter Reade to visit a dying Douglas MacArthur, the old general warned him, "Don't get involved in a Southeast Asian war." And here comes that word that tragedians and historians also like: hubris. If Jack Kennedy was the restless, reckless Pyrrhus of ancient Greece, then George Bush the Younger is Oedipus.

And now the fun part -- the cheap, sophomoric psychology in which I like to dabble. Remember. I don't report rumors in this column. I just make them up. With all reasonable-sounding dissertations, I call on a source. He's Dr. Cosmo Sostenuto, who has been studying the case of George W. Bush. I understood that Dr. Sostenuto has been associated with the Langley-Porter psychiatric institute. Later I learned Cosmo was really the night porter at the Hotel Langley in the Tenderloin. A small misunderstanding on my part, but, all the same, it means Dr. Sostenuto has had lots of time to read.

"The invasion of Iraq was clearly an Oedipal gesture that was meant to emasculate the father," Sostenuto asserts. "George W. has never called on his old man for advice on global strategies. He would rather just arm wrestle him." And what about Bush the Elder’s role, along with Bill Clinton, in the post-Katrina debacle? George W. apparently wanted his father and Clinton to appear on television appealing for disaster relief donations while holding mops and buckets in order to humiliate them. George's mom, Barbara, nixed the idea, saying it was a little too much. "I'll do the humiliating around here," the matriarch announced.

When refugees from New Orleans crowded into the Astrodome, Barbara Bush observed, "This must be a step up for them." George W. clearly has inherited his mother's sensitivity. Bush family friends who attend the more intimate dinners at the White House on holidays say the experience is unnerving. "The president likes to flick his mashed potatoes off his fork at his father while at the table," says Dr. Sostenuto. "Like every good dysfunctional family, no one appears to notice, even if the older Bush is splattered with spuds." On one occasion, the president assailed the First Lady with, "How come you can't cook like my mother?"

"Now George," Laura said solicitously, "you know that I'd have the chef prepare anything you'd like." "That's what I mean," the president snarled. "I'll bet you can't even make apple pan dowdy." "George," Laura replied, patting his hand, "you don't even know what apple pan dowdy is." "Well, I'll bet my mother does!" Barbara smiled sweetly.

Laura surely knows what apple pan dowdy is. After all, she was a librarian. But she decided to let the issue go. "Get Brownie on the phone!" President Bush the Younger shouted to no one in particular. "Tell him to get everybody in the Astrodome some apple pan dowdy."

Alas Brownie was not available. He'd already left D. C. to see if he could get his old job back at the International Arabian Horse Association. To him, wild horses suddenly looked a whole lot tamer.

Bruce Bellingham, author of "Bellingham by the Bay," is currently working on a coloring book about intelligent design. His e-mail is bellsf@mac.com

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Monday 26 September

Lynn Anderson o Melissa Sue Anderson o Barbara Britton o Dave Casper o John Chapman o Donna Douglas o T. S. Eliot o Bryan Ferry o Dave Frizzell o George Gershwin o Edmund Gwenn o Linda Hamilton o Mary Beth Hurt o Joyce Jameson o Igor Kipnis o Jack LaLanne o Lawrence Leritz o Julie London o Kent McCord o Christina Milian o Olivia Newton-John o Patrick O’Neal o Ivan Pavlov o Pope Paul VI o George Raft o Marty Robbins o Ann Robinson o Shawn Stockman o Serena Williams

Tuesday 27 September

Samuel Adams o Louis Auchincloss o Wilford Brimley o Shaun Cassidy o William Conrad o George Cruikshank o Sam Ervin o Barbara Howar o Stephan Jenkins o Avril Lavigne o A Martinez o Jayne Meadows o Meat Loaf o Greg Morris o Patrick Muldoon o Thomas Nast o Kathleen Nolan o Arthur Penn o Charles Percy o Arthur Penn o Dick Schaap o Mike Schmidt o tara Scofield o Sada Thompson o Richard W. Ward o Vincent Youmans

Rod's random thoughts Love without passion is life without purpose.

It might help to get a life before you start trying to make a go at living.

Most great music is sweeter than we know. It vaccinates the soul against the base.

AUTUMN IS THE MOTHER CHURCH

Always in the autumn the hunted hundred
moving separately from the circle
going off into the world
always in autumn.

I kneel before the night
my mother church
and taking it’s round face into my hands
I pull it to me.

I have learned to take each night
as a new found love,
every autumn night
is now my friend for keeps
my mother church.

-from Celebrations of the Heart, 1975

 
    AND FINALLY

What can be said of the times we are living in? Facts are facts and here are two truths. The Gulf War body count for American service men and women has doubled in the past year to nearly two thousand and so has Halliburton stock. It has gone from $33.00 to $66.00.

Sleep warm, pray for, write to and support our troops at home and away from home.

RM 9/26/2005 2:37AM PDST

 
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