December 30
Puzzled


Listening to: Michael Feinstein – an assortment of recordings

Reading: Jewels of the Sun Nora Roberts

Weather: 50, overcast

Trivia: Today is the 51st anniversary of the musical comedy, "Kiss Me, Kate." It opened December 30, 1948, at the New Century Theatre in New York City. Its score was by Cole Porter (it turned out to be his longest-running show, with 1,077 performances), and its stars were Alfred Drake and Patricia Morrison. It was adapted from the Bard's "The Taming of the Shrew." Loosely.

Cool word: the bee's knees

If something is the bee's knees, it's the very best, the most desirable. Example: "Everyone agreed that Harry's diamond studded cufflinks were just the bee's knees." This strange expression is one of many that emerged during the 1920s "flapper" period, when anything excellent was likely to receive a catchphrase having something to do with an animal part. There were "monkey's eyebrows," "gnat's elbows," "bullfrog's beard," "elephant's adenoids," "cat's pajamas," and many more. Not many of these creative descriptions survive today. We'd like to see the custom revived. How about some new terms of excellence? We suggest: "tapir's toes," "polliwog's wiggle," and "eagle's eye." Why not invent your own?


I am puzzled by the world. I don’t understand people’s actions nor do I understand the way that we react to those actions.

I woke up to the news that George Harrison had been stabbed by some nut who broke into his home. This really mystifies me. Of all the surviving Beatles, George Harrison is the one who is rarely heard from. He’s always been "the quiet one", but even more so in the last fifteen years.

So why attack him and try to kill him?

Paul McCartney is far more visible and in the public eye, and seemingly more active in his political views (vegetarianism etc.) so he would seem to be a more likely target. (Not that I want anything to happen to my Paulie!! He is still my favorite Beatle.)

But at least he’s out talking about his views. George is almost a recluse and has been a follower of Eastern philosophies and a person who espouses a belief in peaceful coexistence and the rights of individuals.

So what’s the point in attacking him? He’s only a musician. He doesn’t even really have any influence on the world any longer.



I realize there is nothing rational about anyone who attacks a public figure, but I still struggle to understand.

I know often it has to do with wanting to be famous and that it doesn’t matter how these people gain fame. Killing is as good a way to get your name in the paper as any.

So this is where the media can take the blame.

They keep going over and over the same story, digging into the past of the person who has committed a crime and splashing them all over the screen. I often think that if they just reported it, gave the facts, and then let it go some of these wackos wouldn’t do some of the things that they do.



This extends to all the fears people have about terrorists and New Year’s Eve. Many cities are canceling their festivities because they fear that some nut will set off a bomb or open fire on the crowds. It’s so sad.

Even a city as small as Concord, New Hampshire has had to cancel events because they got a letter telling them there would be bombs set off.

Why? Where will any of this violence serve a purpose? People certainly won’t rush to embrace the cause of these terrorists. It will just cause more animosity and fear.



This is another case where I think the media should just ignore all these threats and not report on them at all. What seems to happen is that it turns into a copycat game and all sorts of letters and threats start appearing. It’s frightening to think that there are that many angry people out there who want to hurt innocent people who simply want to have a good time.

So let’s ignore the letters and not let any of these crazies have any publicity. It’s naïve I realize, but it just might work.



I pretty much felt lousy all day until about three this afternoon, then I kind of rallied. Not that I had anything to rally for, or anywhere I wanted to go. I just seemed to get a bit of energy and to not feel as bad.

Perhaps I’m on the mend.



I heard from Michael tonight. He’s been away with the girlfriend meeting her family. Ick. I keep hoping (this is really awful) that this whole thing will fall apart.

That is an awful thing to hope, but I hate change, and this is really changing his correspondence with me. I rely on him far too much I know.

The proof is in how many times a day I heck to see if I have any e-mail from him.

I need to find someone in my local area who makes me feel as happy as he can with one simple e-mail.

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