This strike affects friends of mine as well as at least one of my deals I still have going down there, so it's near and dear to me. Streaming media is definitely the new broadcast model, but I'm boycotting my beloved "30 Rock" webcast as well as the others until the pay issue is resolved. See no advertising, hear no advertising... ya dig?
Damn. Alec Baldwin is absolutely enchanting this year, too.
Saturday, November 10, 2007
WGAw Strikers get Marshalled Up
Ode to Downtown PDX (with apologies to Joyce Kilmer)
I think that I shall never see,
My destination in front of me.
Oh one way street to dead end lead
From this hell ne'er to be freed
Last week's route is this week's trap
Surprised brakes squeal a thunderclap.
Yon web of orange mesh tells no tale
Of travelers snared and held for bail
To rescue friends does one dare creep
Or beg to signal with two beeps?
Someday on its new-paved breast,
Traffic of all breeds will flow and rest
To each type a careful lane
A snarl unknotted, the crazed made sane.
(just not today)
(c) 2007 ~Su. All rights reserved
The Power of One: Dr. Kevin Carpenter
Just read this on Salon.com and then the original New York Times article: this doctor's investigation in Sydney, Australia has saved the lives of children the world over.
Kinda makes me think: What can I get done today?
And: Thank you, Dr. Carpenter
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The photo's copyright is held by the New York Times, and is the artistic work of Tony Sernack.
Wednesday, November 7, 2007
My teaching Trinity: Mr Todd Rundgren
I love this artist. He's got that great Spirit of Play. I've been watching the old NewTek video Todd himself made for his song,"Change Myself" also on YouTube. Nothing leads him astray from his work, not even the appearance of this world not listening to him. "Change Myself" is beautiful. Let him sing it to you. It's perfect and good, of course ...
Back when it seemed everyone loved Bush except for the Dixie Chicks, Todd was screaming "Liar!" on his album of the same name. Along with "Mammon" "...Your God is Mammon! Your God is Dead!" -it's some of his most passionate work, an anguished cry at the state of the world- yet the album's cover is a snapshot of a pajama-clad Todd at a home Easter Egg hunt.
Whomever produced and assembled this TV clip, above, mockingly took some of the lighter moments from "Something to Fall Back On" yet Todd still shines out from its crown of thorns.Typical of the bodhisattva.
The other two corners of my personal holy Trinity- Mr Rogers and Sam Kinison- don't walk the earth as mortals any longer. It's tempting to think by not living in this grayed present day of lies and treason, they had it easier. But both were disparaged in their time- Mr Rogers was ridiculed as being effeminate if not gay, and his very teachings were mocked. Sam played so far past the field it takes a lot of looking to see that he was reflecting our unawakened state back to us- and further, not as a punishment, but as an invitation to change.
The Bodhisattva- at home in their enlightenment, stretching their hand backwards to us.
My teaching Trinity: Mr Fred Rogers
What a path this bodhisattva walked. I feel humbled just thinking of him.
My teaching Trinity: Mr Sam Kinison
Sam's network debut on Late Night with David Letterman
It took me years to understand Sam's message. I used to think he was simply profane. I didn't get his greatness in ministering to the sinners and he certainly took a unique approach to walking with his parishioners- but they got it, and him.
Here's a clip that's a good mini-bio on Sam:
Howard Stern is one who knew Sam personally, and I keep wishing he'll publish some of what Sam left with him. I'm afraid people will forget Sam.
Sunday, November 4, 2007
Mysteriously Seductive
I do not know why I love this abstract image of the Sellwood Bridge- but I do.
Sellwood Bridge Harmonic Convergence
That's a lovely spot. I'm watching the colors change and slant across the water as the sun recedes and I'm totally happy, walking off and just as I'm almost back on the bike path I look back and see this sign for a Suicide Hotline.
Now there were many, many beige on beige on beige stucco overpasses in Los Angeles I could have dispaired and thrown myself over, but this gentle, perfect spot? Was not one of them.
So that gave me some things to think about; different than what I'd planned when I set out.
Permanently Coveted
Oh, how I wanted to *take* this gorgeous art when I saw it on the post in the Nob Hill District. It's so beautiful! I thought to myself that it was just going to get stapled over or torn off versus me taking it home and cherishing it.
It was a closely-fought battle, but ethics won out. I left it there for all to enjoy and so it could do its job of elegantly advertising the estate sale.
How about you? Did you resist the temptation?
The Saddest Thing about Hello is Goodbye
I love you, my personal Mr. Bodhisattva. Be well.
(PS I got the post title from a song)
What a Gorgeous Day for a Walk
Look outside.
Fog, you say? Didn't you ever dream of walking in the clouds?
Look out again.
You can do that today.
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