I’ve been finding enjoyment on our satellite television with the On Demand feature. While the choices are numerous, the quality choices are limited, however.
I just finished watching virtually all the episodes of Night Court. I met Harry Anderson once, he’s great, and it’s great stuff. And John Larroquette won three Emmys for his roll as the slimeball D.A. Dan Fielding.
Having completed that, it was time for something different. They do have Have Gun – Will Travel. Not the first of the ‘adult’ Westerns in the 50s, but certainly the second. (The first having been Gunsmoke).
Richard Boone’s hard living hadn’t yet completely ravaged his once handsome face. And the stories are not just gratuitous violence, they are morality tales for a simpler time.
I do mean the 1950’s, not the 1880’s…
I often chuckle at a childhood memory surrounding this, though. When the show started in 1957, I had just began school and was reading, reading well. But there were many words I didn’t yet understand. What kind of a stupid first name IS WIRE, anyway? :-)
…and it’s only TUESDAY!
Personal stuff aside (higher humidity making havoc of my arthritis, for example) there’s Robin Williams gone.
And tonight, the news about Lauren Bacall…
She was the one woman who could tame Humphrey Bogart, and did so, giving him two children and a number of films together. She was sultry, and had a sexy voice that sizzled off the 40’s movie screen.
And didn’t take any s*** from anyone, all while showing class today’s young actresses could only dream about.
Betty, if you need anything, please follow your own instructions!
Some of you may recognize the post title as the theme song to the film and TV show M.A.S.H. It’s ironic.
It’s obvious from the outpouring of emotion that the recent suicide of actor/comedian Robin Williams touched many people. And caused THEM pain.
As a libertarian, I believe I’ve the right to do with my own body as I wish. You do, too. As long as it doesn’t affect other people negatively.
And there’s the rub.
I can eat more than is healthy, eat the ‘wrong’ foods, smoke or drink if I wish, watch ‘questionable’ videos, read unsavory material, and most of this doesn’t directly affect my family, friends, or former coworkers.
But, what if I choose to do something permanent…?
Why is it it appears the more artistic of us are the most tortured? Or is that a misconception based on the fact famous people get the media attention?
When I heard about Robin Williams, my first thought was he has children. And based on that fact alone, he should not have taken this path.
And then I thought of Ernest Hemingway, another artistic person with issues who ended his own life. And Vincent Van Gogh. And so many others.
If you have such issues, please get help! Know that there are people out there who care. And that the World would be lacking without you.
h/t The Actor’s Studio
When I was growing up, I wanted to join The Boy Scouts. They seemed cool, but, I was too young. There was The Cub Scouts, though! And one could evolve into a Boy Scout from there. I convinced my parents I should join.
I think I was in the Fourth Grade. I became a Bobcat, a newbie. My parents never even sprung for a full uniform, just the shirt, bandana and cap. And I had to walk about a mile to my den mother’s house on meeting days. At least I got to hang with other boys my age, and we sometimes did cool stuff.
But, soon, my den mother moved away, and no provision had been made for us to transfer to another den. By default, I left. No Boy Scouts for me!
But one of my fondest memories of The Cub Scouts was the Scout Oath. Not the solemnity or the promise. The language.
In the early 60’s, the counterculture wasn’t yet tipified by the hippie. It was the beatnik that brought societal scorn. As typified by the character Maynard G. Krebs on The Dobie Gillis Show. (the G stood for Walter, it was silent!)
When something was mainstream, whitebread, uncool, the beatnik said it was SQUARE.
And The Cub Scout Oath (of that era) was:
I, _________, promise to do my best
To do my duty to God and my country,
To be square, and
To obey the Law of the Pack.
Now, sometime after 1964, the changed the oath to read to help other people, instead of to be square.
I wonder if that was because every boy jack of us said the oath as follows:
…To be a square…
Not really comprehending what being square meant.
Being on an extremely limited disability income, I sometimes (often) find myself in a financially uncomfortable situation. Often a week or more before my stipend is due to arrive. I wish I could say it was because of extravagance, but more often than not it’s because of a math error.
Fortunately, I am sometimes assisted by my friends. I am most blessed.
And yes, today, I AM SQUARE.
I AM ALSO A SQUARE! I need one of these!
Today is the anniversary of the cold-blooded murder of actress Sharon Tate and her friends. Tomorrow will be the anniversary of the murder of the LaBiancas, also by The Manson ‘Family’.
You may visit the wikilink above for the particulars. Make certain you are of strong stomach before so doing.
(I originally was going to post unedited crime scene photos here. Decorum said to do otherwise. Those with such an interest may find them on Google or Bing.)
These brutal and gruesome murders of West Coast elite took place in 1969 California. By persons using guns and knives against others who had no means of self defense. In their own homes.
And that’s my point.
These folks had no reason to suspect massive home invasions were about to occur against them. And while California had restrictive firearms laws in place then, possession of them in one’s own home was pretty easy.
And none of those victims availed themselves of their rights.
This is not intended to scare you, unnecessarily. It IS, however, intended to scare you necessarily.
Even if you don’t want to carry a firearm with you in your travels, it behooves you to get an ‘appropriate’ one, learn how to use it and keep it in your home. Just as you would a fire extinguisher.
Home invasion crime is at an all-time high. If it happens to you and your family, I hope the miscreants are just looking for valuables, not torture, rape and murder.
Guess you’ll have to ask them when you see them…
This just in…
Of course, in my circles he’s most remembered as Jim Rockford, the reluctant private-eye who never made much money in The Rockford Files. But there’s so much more.
Maverick – TV
The Americanization of Emily
The Great Escape
Eight Simple Rules
and one of my favorites…
Rest-in-Peace Jim. You were loved by millions, and one of the few pretty boys who progressed from leading man to character actor with aplomb!
You will be missed.
And some days just seems replete with events – births, deaths, famous stuff.
A few select examples…
1883 Franz Kafka Czech, author (Metamorphosis, Trial, Amerika)
1913 Dorothy Kilgallen Chic Ill, columnist (What’s My Line?)
1941 Gloria Allred feminist attorney
1943 Geraldo Rivera aka Gerry Rivers, nosey newsman (Geraldo)
1962 Tom Cruise Syracuse, actor (Risky Business, Color of Money, Rainman)
1969 Brian Jones of the Rolling Stones drowns to death at 25
1971 Jim Morrison rocker (Doors), dies of heart failure in Paris
1981 Ross Martin actor (Mr Lucky, Wild Wild West), dies at 61
1989 Jim Backus actor (Magoo, Gilligan’s Island), dies at 76 of pneumonia
1841 John Couch Adams decides to determine the position of an unknown
planet by irregularities it causes in the motion of Uranus (insert joke here)
1861 Pony Express arrives in SF with overland letters from NY
1895 Start of Sherlock Holmes “The Adventure of Black Peter” (BG) (insert joke here – I know, I’m a sick puppy!)
1898 US Navy defeats Spanish fleet in Santiago harbor, Cuba
1911 Ty Cobb hits in his 40th straight game. Does not get a hit next day
1915 US military forces occupy Haiti, remain until 1934
1939 Lou Gehrig day; Gehrig makes “luckiest man” speech
1950 1st time US & North Korean forces clash in the Korean War
1976 Israel launches rescue of 103 Air France crew & passengers being
held at Entebbe Airport in Uganda by pro-Palestinian hijackers
1988 US Navy shoots down Iranian civilian jetliner over Gulf, kills 290
Other days, not so much.
As Broderick Crawford represented the Highway Patrol, and Lee Marvin the M Squad (Homicide), Efrem Zimbalist, Jr. WAS the FBI in the FBI TV Series.
During Hoover’s last years, when we had Cointelpro, Mr. Zimbalist played the G-Man to a T, the ideal J. Edgar only dreamt of. He was even gifted by the Director with retired FBI Agent credentials!
Mr. Zimbalist was 95(!)
We’ll miss you Lewis Erskine and Stu Bailey. Remember to stay low and keep your powder dry!
Sometimes, I need a lift. Not just a ‘good time’, but something to remind me of others trials and tribulations in Life. And how they overcame them.
Life – It’s not just a board game or a cereal, anymore.
Being a fan of movies, I look to them as a source. (We’re not talking Pauly Shore, here, people.)
I watched one last night. The Great Escape. A fine film in it’s own right, based on a true and sad story about men fighting for freedom. What they endured, how they overcame, and sometimes were killed.
If you’ve not seen it, you should. Or read the book. (You Tube gives me nothing FTC!)