Category Archives: Civics and Urban Life

Come to the NY Writers Coalition Valentine’s Party/Fundraiser

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I'm going. Are you?

Monday, February 9, 2009

Galapagos Art Space
16 Main Street, DUMBO Brooklyn

7 PM

Come celebrate love’s two-faced heart!

Featuring tales/poems of love, loneliness, lust and loss.

Funds raised from the Red and Black Benefit will benefit New York Writers Coalition creative writing programs.

Featuring tales/poems of love, loneliness, lust and loss by:

–Staceyann Chin (co-writer/performer on Def Poetry Jam, The Other Side of Paradise)
–Michael Cirelli (Lobster with Ol' Dirty Bastard)
–Nicholas Dawidoff (The Crowd Sounds Happy)
–Ben Greenman (A Circle is a Balloon and Compass Both: Stories About Human Love)
–Kathleen Horan (Relationship Obits)
–Joan Larkin (My Body: New and Selected Poems)
–Patricia Smith (Two-time national poetry slam champion, 2008 National Book Award Finalist for Blood Dazzler)

Spread the love—by supporting NYWC’s unique and powerful creative writing workshops!

Ticket Prices:

$25 advance purchase/$35 at the door– General Admission

$100 — VIP seating, includes open bar from 7-8 PM

$50
— Homebody (For those of you who want to support NYWC from the comfort of your own home.)

Greenjeans: The Shop is Closed but the Webshop and Blog Continues…

Greenjeans
Remember Greenjeans, the sustainable craft and home design shop on Seventh Avenue near 16th Street? That lovely shop, which featured wooden toys, ceramics, furniture, jewelry and sculpture has been closed for a while now but owners Amy and Jae, who were on the 2007 Park Slope 100,  (pictured left) continue to keep their webshop and blog going.

Due to the economic climate, they've decided not to open a new location. And, they're both looking for day jobs. If you can help let them know:

With
the holidays long over, here we are, deep in the home-and-hibernation
phase of winter. The days ARE getting a little longer, you might have
noticed, which means we're on the downhill side of winter, but it's still mighty cold out. That clammy feeling cast by the recession of course isn't helping things either.

So how nice was it, at least for 53% of us Americans, to bask in last week's toasty Inaugural glow? Warmed me right up, and maybe it did you, too.

As our country enters a new chapter, and tries to embrace change, we too are changing:
We have decided not to open a new location this year, but instead to
rekindle old professional interests and find outside employment. We
will weather the recession, and then find a space for our shop and
gallery, but it's too much of a gamble to reopen in the current
economic climate.

Some things won't change: We will continue Greenjeans Blog. We will keep the Webshop open, and have plans to expand it (more on that in the coming months). And we continue to plan our new location, which will have more space and a fabulous selection of locally made furniture.

In the meantime, we are job hunting.
I'm looking for something in development, communications, marketing, or
public relations with a non-profit organization supporting the arts
(visual or performing), the environment, or social justice. (I haven't
always been a shop owner…) And Jae is looking for something in
graphic design or art handling and gallery management. Please feel free
to ask us questions or send us leads!

It
is an extraordinary time in American history. Obama is President. The
economy has gone down Titanic style. We are in the midst of enormous
change. These times are both exciting and anxious, optimisitc and wary,
wonderful and terrifying. We wish you well as you navigate these rapid,
rocky waters. And we'll be in touch again next month.

Park Slope One of HGTV’s Top Ten Dreamiest Places to Live

Here's the story from HGTV:

January 26, 2009-In honor of HGTV’s 13th Dream Home
Giveaway, FrontDoor explores 10 of the dreamiest places to live in the
United States. Whether it’s lush acreage, majestic views or exclusivity
that you crave, each of these neighborhoods offers all that and more. Perhaps
that’s why they’re in high demand, with buyers willing to pay millions
to call them home. Find out what makes them so irresistible.

1. Sonoma, California. What’s not to love about
Sonoma? The wine country’s rolling hills and sandy beaches make it an
all-inclusive place to live. While the median home price is more than
$500,000, acreage is in high demand here and buyers pay millions for
it. Architecture ranges from Mediterranean to Victorian to Craftsman,
and houses come in all sizes, from stunning estates to modest
bungalows. No wonder HGTV chose this quaint northern California town to
be the site of this year’s Dream Home. Don’t forget to sign up for a
chance to win it.

2. Buckhead, Atlanta, Georgia. This trendy district
north of Atlanta is a fascinating blend of old-money mansions and
new-money nightlife. Whether it’s a cozy cottage in Peachtree Hills or
a magnificent estate in Tuxedo Park, you’ll find Southern charm on
every corner. Buckhead is a shopper’s paradise, with two major shopping
areas-Lenox Square and Phipps Plaza-that offer high-end retailers and
great people-watching. The district also boasts the best dining and
nightlife in the region, with more than 300 restaurants, bars and
nightclubs.

3. Gold Coast, Chicago, Illinois. Old money and
stunning lake views characterize this hot neighborhood that runs
contrary to the Chicago phrase, “cooler by the lake.” Oprah lives on
the border of this high-priced community, where home buyers can pay
millions for a two-bedroom condo. The neighborhood offers world-class
shopping, dining and entertainment as well convenient proximity to the
lake and business district.

4. Scottsdale, Arizona. With upscale shopping, an
active nightlife scene and a number of high-end residential golf
communities, Scottsdale is the “it” place to be in the Phoenix area.
The average home price is $2 million to $3 million, but homes can
easily sell for a lot more. Home to more than 70 resorts and hotels,
the city has designed itself to be a big tourist draw, creating a high
demand for land in this area and raising property values.

5. Coral Gables, Florida. Just eight miles south of
Miami, Coral Gables is quintessential old South Florida, featuring
historic architecture, good schools and the Miracle Mile, a lively
street lined with restaurants, bars and high-end boutiques. Expect to
see lush landscaping and charming 1920s stucco homes with red tile
roofs, archways and private courtyards.

6. Mercer Island, Washington. Location plays a key
part in the high-end real estate market on Mercer Island. Connected to
Seattle by two bridges, the island offers incredible views of the
city’s skyline without the hustle and bustle of urban life. Tranquility
and convenience come at a price: a luxury home on Mercer Island can
cost up to $40 million.

7. Park Slope, Brooklyn, New York. This
neighborhood’s historic charm, top-notch restaurants and shopping, and
proximity to Prospect Park make it an attractive alternative to
Manhattan for families and professionals. Seventh and Fifth avenues are
Park Slope’s main commercial areas, while other streets are occupied by
renovated brownstones, which can sell for millions of dollars.

8. Lower Downtown (LoDo), Denver, Colorado. Looking
for a Rocky Mountain getaway? Lower Downtown Denver is perfect for
urbanites who love the mountains. The neighborhood is filled with old
brick buildings converted into lofts, new condo towers, and a density
of restaurants, bars and shops. The Riverfront Park, a rolling,
meandering grassy swatch of real estate fronting the Platte River,
offers great mountain views, places to barbecue and plenty of space to
enjoy the fresh air of the Mile High City. Colorado boasts excellent
skiing, world class dining and majestic views, which made Winter Park a
great Dream Home location in 2007. And ski havens Aspen and Telluride
are within driving distance.

9. Atherton, California. Located on the San
Francisco peninsula, this high-end California neighborhood is home to
computer company execs and venture capitalists. By preserving the
area’s wooded scenery and rural charm, Atherton is able to offer a
quieter lifestyle than its neighbor, San Francisco. As of December
2008, the median home price in Atherton settles in at more than $4
million.

10. Back Bay, Boston, Massachusetts. One of
Boston’s priciest neighborhoods, Back Bay is both a residential and
commercial area, featuring Victorian brownstones on its northern end
and some of Boston’s tallest skyscrapers on its southern end. The
neighborhood’s historic Newbury and Boylston streets offer trendy cafes
and upscale shopping, and Copley Square boasts several 19th century
landmarks.

Leon Freilich, Verse Responder: Discounting the Recession

Discounting the Recession

Recession?  Don't even think
about it.  If notthinking's not your thing, though, you might consider
exploiting it.  Why not–plenty of merchants are doing that already:

Met Opera–half-price if you bring your own chair

Met Museum–free to everyone splashing out upwards of $75 in the gift shop

Movie theater–50% reduction for companion if both of you sit in the front row

Bowling alley–down six beers, choose your gratis lane

Employment agency–hired?  We'll pick up your subway tab.

Real estate agency–fee-back guarantee if house explodes or sinks.

Driving school–two students for the price of one when that one brings his/her own steering wheel

Grocery–yesterday's bread at day-before-yesterday's price

Gas–clean the car
windows of customers taking premium and changing oil

Shoemaker–three shoes fixed for the price of two

Pediatrician–twins count as one patient; triplets, one and a half

Family doctor: will pay you the minimum wage for time waited beyond three hours

Lawyer–first lawsuit free; second, standard price; failure to pay that, we sue you..

Divorce lawyer–group rates for polygamists

Bookshop–buy one Stephen King, next published within one year at 1/3 off, the following at 2/3 off; any King novel before year's end, no cost.

Computer–vow to post no smart aleck postings, 35 percent reduction

Theater–see first or second act of pricey musical free; if satisfied, pay full price for next Wednesday
matinee

Drugstore–all the aspirin you can heft, $5

Restaurant–bar/bat mitzvah reception free for anyone putting down a healthy deposit for kid's wedding

Car dealership–Take it, take it.

Feb 5: 13 is the New 18 at Barnes and Noble

1318
 On February 5 at 7:30 p.m.  I will be introducing Park Slope's Beth Harpaz at her Park Slope Barnes and Noble reading of  13 Is the New 18 … and other things my children taught me while I was having a nervous breakdown being their mother.  (Published by Crown; available Jan. 27 from booksellers)

It's a funny book about raising tweens and teens. She wrote it from
a mother's point of view, but oddly she  keeps getting emails from
teenagers who liked reading it too.

Maybe it's a good gift (birthday, bar mitzvah?)

-You can read excerpts at http://www.13isthenew18.com
-Like I said, she'll be  reading from the book on Feb. 5 at 7:30 PM at the Park Slope Barnes & Noble in Brooklyn.
-If you're on Long Island, Beth will be at the Book Revue in Huntington at 7:30 p.m. Feb. 24 (Mardi Gras night!)
-Watch these wacky videos and pass the links on …

and http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xR7NduwSTiY

Cosmoposlis: Immigrant Writers Series Continues at Brooklyn Public Library

They did it last year and the Brooklyn Library's Dweck Center is doing it again starting on February 7.

It's the free literary discussion series “Cosmopolis: Immigrant
Writers in New York." Three authors join WNYC talk show host Leonard Lopate at the
Brooklyn Public Library for a reading and dialogue about their work.

Let's just take a moment to recognize the great programming at the newish Stevan Dweck Center.

Moment. Sigh. Okay. Here's the lineup for the Cosmopolis series:

Colum McCann, Irish-American author of the novel Zoli
will appear on February 7, 2009 (Saturday) at 4pm

·        
Widely
hailed for its “pitch-perfect control of character and narrative,”
McCann's fourth novel is based loosely on the true story of Gypsy poet Papusza,
who was orphaned by in pre-WWII Czechoslovakia but learned to read and write,
eventually becoming an acclaimed singer and a poet. (Zoli  is
available in paperback from Random House.)

  Peter Carey, two-time Booker Prize winner and
Australian-American author of His Illegal Self will appear on
March 7, 2009 (Saturday) at 4pm

·        
Set
during the U.S. protest movements of the 60’s and ‘70s, Peter
Carey’s portrait of “the relationship between one benighted woman
and the child who depends on her is exquisite,” said the New York
Times. (His Illegal Self is available in hardcover from Alfred A. Knopf.)

  Lucette Lagnado, Egyptian-American author of The
Man in the White Sharkskin Suit: A Jewish Family's Exodus from Old Cairo to the
New World will appear on April 4, 2009 (Saturday) at 4pm:

·        
Wall St. Journal investigative reporter Lucette Lagnado
“gives us a deeply affecting portrait of her family and its journey from
wartime Cairo to the New World…[conjuring] a vanished world with elegiac
ardor and uncommon grace.” said the New York Times. (The Man in
the Sharkskin Suit is available in paperback from Ecco.)

Each event is open to the general public and tickets are
free.

Each event will take place at the Dr. S. Stevan Dweck Center
for Contemporary Culture, located at the Brooklyn Public Library’s
Central Library, at Grand Army Plaza in Brooklyn (#2 or #3 train to Eastern
Parkway/Brooklyn Museum).

Obama to Begin Closing of Guantanamo!

In keeping with campaign pledges and these eloquent words in his inaugural speech:

As for our common defense, we reject as false the choice between our safety
and our ideals.
Our Founding Fathers, faced with perils we can scarcely
imagine, drafted a charter to assure the rule of law and the rights of man,
a charter expanded by the blood of generations. Those ideals still light the
world, and we will not give them up for expedience’s sake.

President Obama is expected to sign executive orders directing the CIA to shut Guantanamo within a year.

This is President Obama's first step in REVERSING the policies of Bush. It will require an immediate review of the 245 detainees there to see if they should be  transferred, released or prosecuted.

Coney Island as Subject and Material: Richard Egan at 440 Gallery

From Brooklyn Based, an interview with Richar Eagan, an artist who uses Coney Island as both a subject and a material. He currently has a show at Park Slope's 440 Gallery.

Richard Eagan describes himself as “kind of a codger, in terms of
art.” Instead of following the predictable path of art school, his
career began with woodworking, then segued into art-making, followed by
shark training, beekeeping, and cross-dressing. In other words, he’s a
real Brooklyn character.

His artwork often references Coney Island, the fetishized,
nostalgia-steeped, and now culturally threatened seaside amusement
space not far from his lifelong home. It was under the canopy of
rainbow-tinged metal limbs that Eagan vacationed with his grandfather
as a young boy, partied with his peers as a young man, became involved
in the artistic community and co-founded the Coney Island Hysterical
Society, a group of 12 artists who resuscitated rides and infused
sideshow attractions with art.

The Where and When

Richard Egan

Show open through February 15

440 Gallery

440 6th Avenue

Park Slope

Caroline Out, Anniversary of Roe Vs Wade and Academy Award Noms

Quite a day already. Caroline Kennedy asked the Gov to take her off the short list of senate contenders for Hillary seat citing personal reasons (Uncle Ted?).

Today is the anniversary of Roe Vs. Wade and there's talk that President Obama will reverse Bush's gag rule, conscience rule and stem cell funding halt!

Later this morning: the Oscar nominations will be announced with loads of buzz about Slumdog Millionaire and Milk  for Best Picture; Kate Winslet vs. Anne Hathaway; and…

Urban Environmentalist NYC – Eco Lens

Newtown pippin
Here is the occasional feature from the Center for the Urban Environment (CUE).
In this submission, Fronsy Thurman takes a close look at the history of local
favorite, the Newtown Pippin.

Every Saturday, I make the 20 block trek to our neighborhood farmers
market. Each week is an adventure, depending on what is in season. Lately, on
the walk over, we have been talking apples. My friends adore the Honeycrisp
– a tasty apple with a sweet, almost banana-like flavor, which has become
wildly popular among farmers market shoppers and beyond. I, however, preferring
a good story with my fruit, pledge allegiance to the New York’s own,
Newtown Pippin

The Newtown Pippin originated as a random
seedling, or “pippin” (not a grafted tree) along the swampy banks
of Newtown Creek in the early eighteenth century—along what is now one of
the most polluted waterways in North America. The apples were first picked in
1730 on Gershom Moore’s Newtown farm, right on the Brooklyn-Queens border.
Decades of excessive cutting exhausted the original tree, which reputedly died
in 1805, but its legacy was just beginning.

Both George Washington and Thomas Jefferson cultivated
the Newtown Pippin. While in Paris, Jefferson wrote to James Madison,
“They have no apple here to compare with our Newtown Pippin.”
Benjamin Franklin imported barrels of them during a stay in London. In 1838, an
American ambassador’s gift of Pippins to Queen Victoria caused such a stir
at the palace that the Queen lifted the tariff on pippin apples. The Newtown
Pippin made its way down to Virginia in the mid 1700s, where the climate and
black loam of the Blue Ridge produced an outstanding apple. It was here that
the apple acquired its other alias, the Albemarle Pippin, named for Albemarle County,
where the first cuttings were distributed. In the 1970s and 80s, retail chains
consolidated and cut back on apple varieties. After many decades of huge
popularity, the Newtown Pippin was eclipsed by more ubiquitous but arguably
blander Granny Smith

Now for the good part: The New town Pippin is a
compact, light green apple with russeted skin. Russeting is a type of apple
skin which is slightly rough with a green-brown to yellow-brown color. The
flavor is complex, nutty and tart, requiring storage to develop properly. It is
one of the best storing apples, reaching its peak of flavor around January or
February

One hundred years ago, several thousand varieties of
apples were being cultivated. Most commercial apples nowadays come from same
five or six parents, including Red Delicious, Golden Delicious, Jonathan, and
McIntosh. The Newtown Pippin is an American heirloom with a rich history and lovely
taste. If you find yourself with the midwinter blues, go down to your local
farmers market and explore the apples, which are as diverse as the city itself

Image source: www.forgotten-ny.com; content
source: David Karp, “It’s Crunch Time for the Venerable
Pippin,” New York Times, October 15, 2008 and http://www.twinleaf.org/articles/pippin.ht

As a
guide to a more sustainable New York City, CUE  is dedicated to educating
individuals about the built and natural environments. For more about our work
visit www.thecue.org.

The Day After the Night: We Hold These Truths To Be Self-Evident

At sundown on Inaugrual Day I was still receiving texts, emails, and pictures from friends. At 7 p.m. I took to the streets of Seventh Avenue to take the pulse.

At Miracle Grill there was a Move On party that was packed with people eating, drinking and talking enthusiastically. I did a quick scan to see if I knew anyone and walked out — it was too noisy to hear myself think or even do much eavesdropping.

A middles-aged man in an overcoat, holding a book called 300 Ways to Have Fun and a briefcase stopped me on my way out.

"Leaving so soon?"  he said. "I'm from out of town and I hear there's a party of progressives in there."

"That's right," I said and kept walking.

"Would you like to join me for a drink? I worked on the Obama campaign.. ". .

Out of curiosity, I walked back in and we chatted a bit. He handed me his card and told me he worked on efforts to prevent voter fraud, that he'd just moved to NYC from the Bay area, that he'd actually written that book,"300 Ways to Have Fun."

"I'm off to the Community Bookstore. Have a good night," I said and we shook hands.

A small group was still in the back of the Community Bookstore watching  streaming video of CNN coverage of the day when I got there. Catherine, owner of the bookstore, had the idea that the group should read Thomas Jefferson and Lincoln and she ran to the shelves to find some books. Someone suggested Frederick Douglas and she located a book of his essays, too.

A passage of Frederick Douglass' writing was randomly selected and it was miraculous for its pertinence and power. A vibrant discussion followed about the meaning of the day. The group talked about an article in the New York Times about Obama's reading habits.

"It's incredible to have a president who reads Doris Lessing," someone said.

Champagne was poured, people nibbled on what was left at the food table. When Craig Hammerman, District Manager of Community Board 6, arrived, Catherine was standing on a chair reading the Declaration of Independence in her soft girlish voice.

We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that
they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among
these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness. –That to secure these
rights, Governments are instituted among Men, deriving their just powers from
the consent of the governed, –That whenever any Form of Government becomes
destructive of these ends, it is the Right of the People to alter or to abolish
it, and to institute new Government, laying its foundation on such principles
and organizing its powers in such form, as to them shall seem most likely to
effect their Safety and Happiness…

The group quietly chanted along with the familiar parts. She read for more than ten minutes and it seemed like exactly the right thing to be doing on this inaugural night. As I left the store Catherine ran over to give me a big hug and whispered something about it being a new day.

"Keep on doing your good work," I said as I walked out into the night.

Save Coney Island at Vox Pop

Vox Pop's Save Coney Island Benefit is THIS Thursday, January 22nd!

Starting at 7PM, everyone is invited to come show their support for Coney Island and enjoy:
Complimentary wine from George Spirits
Screening of Peter LiPera's short documentary "Save Coney Island"
Guest speaker and Unofficial Mayor of Coney Island: Dick Zigun 
Side Show Performances by Serpentina and Donny Vomit 
Musical performances by TJ Sawn and The Xylopholks. 

Tickets are $25 (donation) and all proceeds benefit Coney Island USA, Coney Islands not-for-profit arts organization.

Vox Pop, part cafe, bar and performance space (and all-around awesome place to be!) is located at 1022 Cortelyou Road, Brooklyn.

The Day After The Day

My Inauguration Day started with texts from my friend Betsy who was in Washington. It was fun to post them as soon as she sent them and it made me feel connected to the crowds in DC.

As the day progressed friends texted and emailed their feelings about the day and it was a pleasure to put them on the blog as well.

We watched the swearing-in and the speech in our living room. My daughter stayed home from school and we broke out the champagne even before Joe Biden took the oath of office.

We poured so much champagne I was tipsy by the time Barack Obama uttered the words, "My fellow citizens, I stand here today humbled by the task before us, grateful for the trust you
have bestowed, mindful of the sacrifices borne by our ancestors…"

Being tipsy didn't stop me from appreciating every word of Obama's well-crafted, brilliant, historically resonant, sobering and at times quite lyrical speech.

Forty-four Americans have now taken the presidential oath. The words have been
spoken during rising tides of prosperity and the still waters of peace. Yet,
every so often the oath is taken amidst gathering clouds and raging storms.
At these moments, America has carried on not simply because of the skill or
vision of those in high office, but because We the People have remained
faithful to the ideals of our forbearers, and true to our founding
documents.

By the time he uttered the words:

America. In the face of our common dangers, in this winter of our hardship,
let us remember these timeless words. With hope and virtue, let us brave
once more the icy currents, and endure what storms may come. Let it be said
by our children’s children that when we were tested we refused to let this
journey end, that we did not turn back nor did we falter; and with eyes
fixed on the horizon and God’s grace upon us, we carried forth that great
gift of freedom and delivered it safely to future generations."

I was like:  Yes, yes we can have a brilliant and articulate president who understands history, the severity of the situation our country is in, and has a clear vision of what needs to happen.

We toasted, we touched champagne glasses, we cried and we smiled. It was beautiful time in our Third Street living room.

I took to the streets to take the pulse of Seventh Avenue and all was quiet:

–The citizens were in their apartments glued to their television screens

–or at work watching in conference rooms, on the streets of the city, anywhere there was a screen.

— The students of PS 321 vacated the school and were at the homes of classmates watching TV and having lunch.

— Many Slopers were in Washington, DC.

–Some had ventured to BAM where two screening rooms were showing the speech.

I dropped into the Community Bookstore where a crowd gathered to watch streaming video of the ceremony in the back of the store. There was emotion and food a-plenty, wine and champagne flowing…

Back at the apartment, my tipsiness turned to tiredness and I took to my warm bed and slept until I was awakened by the raucous sounds of the inaugural parade on the TV. Luckily I caught sight of Brooklyn's Steppers Marching Band marching down Pennsylvania Avenue…

To be continued….

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Greetings from Scott Turner: Inaugural Edition

Always great to hear from Scott Turner of Rocky Sullivan's in Red Hook

Greetings, Pub Quiz Moment in Historians…

Big, big day.  The anticipation is rife.  A new era is beginning. 
Hope springs eternal.  A moment in history.  An assemblage of the
masses.  People jostling for a good spot up front.  A clarion bell in
the nation's long march.

Yes…we're two days away from the next Rocky Sullivan's Pub Quiz.

But before that, this quaint, subtle, low-key event down D.C. way.

It is
an amazing day.  Tears in eyes, and the quickening of heartbeats.  But
collectively, our rose-colored glasses need to be left on the
nightstand.  The commentators on this morning's television machine fell
over themselves in a back-slapping orgy of self-congratulatory hype. 
To listen to these practitioners of putrid punditry, it's morning in America on a day when the sun can never set.

President Barack Obama kisses his wife Michelle, with daughters Sasha and Malia at his side, after being sworn in as the country's 44th President by Chief Justice John Roberts.
A few of the folks who know more than America's pundits.

Diane Feinstein's opening remarks trumpeted the triumph of
the ballot over the bullet.  While peaceful transitions trump violence
— kinda, you know, duh — Feinstein's
up-with-good/down-with-bad sentiments were disingenuous and selective. 
Hey, Diane, since you supported W's policies the last few years, you're
obviously comfortable with easy, simplistic notions.  Next
inauguration, be sure to come out against puppy torture, nuclear
meltdowns and gingivitis.


Um, Senator Feinstein, could you just stand over there by Senator Liberman?  Er…thanks…

This little nation of ours exists because of the bullet, musket, cannonball and harbor-dumped box of tea.  The U.S.A.
has stayed top dog with more bullets than can time could ever count. 
And we've handed out bullets like candy every time it was in our, not
their, best interests.

If you're gonna tell a story, the warts-and-all version always has the moral center.

Still…this day is something.  Aretha Franklin's "My Country 'Tis of Thee" made us forget that anti-civil-rights demagogue Rick Warren has just given a trite, uninspiring invocation.

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The Queen of Soul, strangely, came gift-wrapped for the occasion.

President Obama's speech didn't set the speech-making world
on fire.  It was calm, measured and determined — a textbook example of
substance over style.  The Prez declared his intent to change how the
country functions, how the rest of the world views the us, and how we
view ourselves.  That's good enough…that's what we need to hear. 
We've been read the riot act.  Time to kick up some dust.

Today's D.C. sky was bright lemony-blue — winter cold and crisp and not a cloud in the sky.  New Yorkers remember that 9/11 was a cloudless sky.  It would be grand if this stunning day can return to us the undiluted joy of cloudless skies.

Ultimately, you wanna know why today was so great?  Why it seems
like the future is so bright rose-colored glasses only confuse the
issue?  Why the lemony-blue sky is so encouraging?

The World Famous Lawn Rangers of Amazing Arcola, whose slogan is "You're only young once, but you can always be immature" were smack dab in the middle of the Inauguration Parade.  Back in 2003, when then-state senatel candidate Barack Obama was working the local St. Patrick's Day parade, the Lawn Rangers asked if he'd like to join them.  The young Obama didn't hesitate:

Obama and the Arcola Lawn Rangers
The nation needs a bunch of this Obama in the Obama guy we elected president.

And
now, on Obama's biggest day ever, he and his team remembered the Lawn
Rangers, remembered that they were in each other's orbit back in the
day, and remembered to invite them to the Big Soiree.

According to a pre-inauguration piece in the Chicago Tribune:

The 48-mower contingent will include one topped with a 5-foot replica of the Washington Monument,
another with a well-endowed mannequin wearing a T-shirt declaring "D.C.
or bust," and another called "Obama the self-starter." It features two
hands emerging from the mower and grabbing the starter rope.

The Tribune also reports that the Rangers' inaugural credo is "Bringing dignity back to Washington."

For my money, the new thinking on
race/class/cultural/progressive stuff is fabulous.  What makes it a
giant blinking neon sign that can be seen from outer space, though, is
the embrace of memories that treasure the raggedy edges, the eccentric,
and the deep-down soulful.

Will our nation embrace raggedy-edged eccentric deep-down
soulfulism?  Will we understand that raggedy-edged eccentric deep-down
soulfulism is far better than the last eight years, the last four
hundred years?  Will we realize that, at the core, our country has
always been raggedy-edged, eccentric and deep-down soulful?

Was today the Day One of the new era, the really new era?

Time will tell.

It always does.

Obama: For as much as government can do and must do, it is ultimately the faith and determination of the American people upon which this nation relies

For as much as government can do and must do, it is ultimately the
faith and determination of the American people upon which this nation
relies. It is the kindness to take in a stranger when the levees break,
the selflessness of workers who would rather cut their hours than see a
friend lose their job which sees us through our darkest hours. It is
the firefighter's courage to storm a stairway filled with smoke, but
also a parent's willingness to nurture a child, that finally decides
our fate.

Our challenges may be new. The instruments with which we meet them may
be new. But those values upon which our success depends – hard work and
honesty, courage and fair play, tolerance and curiosity, loyalty and
patriotism – these things are old. These things are true. They have
been the quiet force of progress throughout our history. What is
demanded then is a return to these truths. What is required of us now
is a new era of responsibility – a recognition, on the part of every
American, that we have duties to ourselves, our nation, and the world,
duties that we do not grudgingly accept but rather seize gladly, firm
in the knowledge that there is nothing so satisfying to the spirit, so
defining of our character, than giving our all to a difficult task.

This is the price and the promise of citizenship.

This is the source of our confidence – the knowledge that God calls on us to shape an uncertain destiny.

This is the meaning of our liberty and our creed – why men and women
and children of every race and every faith can join in celebration
across this magnificent mall, and why a man whose father less than
sixty years ago might not have been served at a local restaurant can
now stand before you to take a most sacred oath.

So
let us mark this day with remembrance, of who we are and how far we
have traveled. In the year of America's birth, in the coldest of
months, a small band of patriots huddled by dying campfires on the
shores of an icy river. The capital was abandoned. The enemy was
advancing. The snow was stained with blood. At a moment when the
outcome of our revolution was most in doubt, the father of our nation
ordered these words be read to the people:

"Let it be told to the future world…that in the depth of
winter, when nothing but hope and virtue could survive…that the city
and the country, alarmed at one common danger, came forth to meet
[it]."

America. In the face of our common dangers, in this winter of
our hardship, let us remember these timeless words. With hope and
virtue, let us brave once more the icy currents, and endure what storms
may come. Let it be said by our children's children that when we were
tested we refused to let this journey end, that we did not turn back
nor did we falter; and with eyes fixed on the horizon and God's grace
upon us, we carried forth that great gift of freedom and delivered it
safely to future generations.

How Do You Feel Today? I Cried Twice Before 8 am

From friend and OTBKB reader Mary Sternbach:

My feeling(s) on this historic day:



I cried twice before 8 a.m. — just a few tears while watching footage
of the preps for inauguration on NY1, and then angry tears while
thinking of lives lost to bungled wars during the Bush administration,
the people tortured, the people ignored during natural disasters, the
damage done to the honorable ideals our country was founded upon.




Gratitude and Pride — our nation is pulling together in a way that
echoes the post-9/11 days. I am grateful to our new president for
putting out a sincere call to action to citizens of all walks of life.
Many want to do something in the face of our economic crisis and have
found inspiration in Obama’s words and deeds. I am proud to be a part
of a nation-wide, grassroots movement to serve others.




Excitement — P.S. 321 will empty out around 11:30 am as classes walk
over to classmates’ houses to watch the inauguration. I will be walking
and watching with my 2nd grader’s class—what better company to witness
this occasion than with our future national stewards?




At 12:01 pm, my heart will be singing “Ding, Dong the Witch is Dead,”
even as I am cheering the inauguration with millions around the world!




Then,  it’ll be nap time — I’m way, way too keyed up!


What Does Booty Head Mean?

Over at Park Slope Parents they're talking about kids using bathroom words. My friend and OTBKB reader Mary said I could post the advice she sent to PSP. She says her approach is akin to what animal trainers use.

I find irritating them is the best defense. I look blankly at the
child in question and ask, "I don't get it. What does it mean?" And if
they say, "booty head." I say, "yes, but what does it mean? I don't
understand?" "Booty head." "umm, got it. what does it mean?" At this
point, said child has totally lost interest, because I've made the
game appallingly boring.

This has worked very successfully with worse phrases than booty head,
which I'm afraid I'm tempted to use myself at times.

cheers–

Mary, who believes there are no bad words, only bad intentions

How Do You Feel Today? The End of Insanity Has Finally Arrived

From my best and oldest friend, Pam:

My thoughts for today:



Enormous hope.




Fear of disappointment.




The sense that it can’t be worse than what we’ve suffered.




The end of insanity has finally arrived.  Something akin to emerging from the dark ages—all the dark ages in history.  The sickening, embarrassing, ignorant days are over.




Now we can say aloud that man causes global warming, the war in Iraq
was built on lies, evolution is a fact, gun control is a good idea, and
everyone should have health insurance.  And the rest of the world will
say their equivalent of duh.