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Quantum of So What?

 

"The name's Bland. James Bland."

Two years ago, my son and I settled down in the dark of a movie theatre to see Daniel Craig take his turn as Agent Double 007 in Casino Royale.

We enjoyed it throughly. It was a bit overlong,  but Craig’s portrayal of Bond as a man of high octane action, few words and bigger body counts was a refreshing jolt of Jason Bourne inspired energy into a series that had grown flabby and tired.

So now it’s 2008, and he’s home from college for the weekend and seriously desiring to see the new Bond flick, Quantum of Solace. Being the kind and benevolent despot that I am, I plunk down the $14 bucks for two tickets and settled down in the dark hoping to repeat the experience.

Not even close. Quantum of Solace is plagued by more than just a lousy title. It’s badly shot, directed sloppily by Marc Forster, who was an odd choice to do a action flick based on films such as The Kite Runner, Finding Neverland and Monster’s Ball. Bond movies aren’t exactly character-driven and Forster shows no adeptness for action thrillers and their set pieces (car chases, fist-fights, explosions, flying glass and gunplay).

In the effort to make James Bond mean something again, they’ve taken away much of what him unique. If you were waiting for Craig to deliver the signature line, “The name’s Bond. James Bond,” you had to wait for the end of Casino Royale. It’s not a spoiler to inform you in Quantum he never says it at all. He’s too busy jumping, running, hitting, kicking, shooting and killing his way through the relatively short (106 minutes) running time.

I get that Craig plays Bond as a fighter, not a lover, but even the woman in this installment are little more than scenery. Olga Kurylenko is smokin’ hot, but like Bond, she’s out for blood, not a bed and as Strawberry Fields, Gemma Ashton has a fitting Bond girl name, but little chemistry  with Craign and not much to do in her handful of scenes.

Oh, and there’s still no Miss Moneypenny. Judi Densch gets to hang around and be both outraged at Bond’s blunt instrument approach to spying and maternal as he’s denying his hurt for his lost love Vesper Lynd.

The villian of the piece, Dominic Greene as played by the French actor Mathieu Amalric is all bulging eyes and bluster, but no real threat and doesn’t even come up with a particularly interesting plot.

James Bond shouldn’t be less interesting than the silent-but-deadly Jason Bourne or the one note Frank Martin played by Jason Statham in the Transporter CGI fests, but he’s more bland, than Bond.

A solid “C” when I’m feeling charitable and a “C” minus when I’m not.  It’s not that Quantum of Solace sucks.  It just doesn’t soar.  It feels hurried and busy moving to the next action sequence to actually tell us anything about the mysterious Quantum group or the threat they post.  Before we can learn anything about the organization Bond is killing anyone that could tell us anything.

Oh, I almost forgot–the opening credits song by Jack White and Alicia Keys is simply horrible. Keys took the place of the human trainwreck that is Amy Winehouse and the results are so punishing to the ear, I can’t help but wonder if Winehouse might have been a better choice than the psuedo-soul stylings of Keys.  

Previously, before “Another Way to Die” the worst Bond song was “Die Another Day” by Madonna and though some people love it, I never got into Duran Duran’s “A View to A Kill.”  This stinker may let both of them off the hook.

 
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Posted by on November 29, 2008 in Music. Movies. Media. More.

 

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Bad Cops, Good Times: The End of “The Shield.”

Bad cop. No donut.

It’s better to burn out to rust.  It’s better to quit while you’re ahead.  It’s better to leave ‘em wanting more than hang around so long you make ‘em forget what they liked about you in the first place.

That’s why this Tuesday at 10:00 pm,  I will be firmly planted in front of my television to watch the 88th and last episode of the FX network program, The Shield.

I don’t watch a lot of television but what I do watch it’s all or nothing at all.   Either a show grabs my attention and I’m coming along for the ride or it doesn’t and I’m done with it.   Since 2002, The Shield has been visual crack for me.  I can’t quit it, so it’s quitting me first.

There’s going to be a bit of a void in my life when The Shield is gonzo.   It took a few episodes before I fully grasped just how far off the beaten path the show was, but once I got it, I’ve been fully invested in it.    I can count on one hand how many television shows have had the kind of effect:   Miami Vice, Crime Story, Oz, L.A. Law and E.R.

When Miami Vice limped to it’s end in 1989, it was a mercy killing.  The show hadn’t just “jumped the shark,” it pole-vaulted it.   Crime Story started out dark, gritty and brilliant in its first season, relocated from Chicago to Las Vegas and lost its soul in all the bright lights and bad scripts.   HBO’s Oz started out as a show that presented prison life in a raw and up in your face way that had never been seen before on television.   Unhappily,  after killing off the terrifying, yet charismatic Simon Adabesi,  it lost its way and descended into a steadily more ridiculous series of mass bloodbaths, race riots, gang rape and even a dreaded “it was only just a dream” episode.

L.A. Law and E.R. just dragged on and on past their sell-by dates.   The starring characters left the show and the supporting charters became the lead characters and when they left the character actors took their place or at least tried to.

The Shield never jumped the shark.  Never watered down the soup with dumb stunts or guest stars that drew the attention away from The Strike Team, the cops holding it down in “the barn” in Ryan’s mythical Los Angeles battlezone of Farmington.   There has been only major cast member departure and when it happened the ramifications set the wheels in motion for Mackey and the Strike Team’s long overdue fall.

The final season of the show hasn’t been bad, but neither has it been the strongest.  Vic Mackey (Michael Chilkis) has seen all his sins coming back to haunt him and not the least of which is the renegade Strike Team member, Shane Vendrell (Walton Goggins) who has been on the run after a botched attempt to kill Mackey and Ronnie Gardocki (David Rees Snell).   Shane is Vic’s Frankenstein monster who has turned on the creator and is trying to destroy him.

Actions have consequences.  Even for Vic Mackey.

Actions have consequences. Even for Vic Mackey.

The pursuit of Shane and Vic’s wheeling and dealing with the feds and two (or is it three or four?) different warring drug factions  has been confusing as hell.  On Monday it’s the Colombians and next day Vic’s cutting deals with the Armenians,  Latino and Black street gangs and all the while trying to suck up to a compromised federal agent for immunity from prosecution.    The rest of the week Mackey is manipulating his old boss David Aceveda (Benito Martinez) while his last boss, Captain Claudette Wyms (C.C.H. Pounder) and her best detective Dutch Waggenbach (Jay Karnes) try to catch Shane and bust Vic.

Whew. That’s a lot to cram in a 44-minute episode.  Even Stephen King groused in his Entertainment Weekly column how convoluted and confusing this last season has been.   I don’t entirely disagree with King.  With all the negotiations and Shane’s escape artist act,  Vic hasn’t even shot anyone for three or four weeks.  What’s up with that.

Final episodes can be depressing events or bring blessed relief.   The end of Miami Vice came with a lousy two-parter that was stiched together from separate shows and the seams showed badly.  Crime Story’s last episdoe ended with most of  the cast going down in a plane crash.  L.A. Law just dragged on until nobody cared anymore and E.R. should have closed down when the last of the original cast bailed.

The word is out. Anything short of nuclear war DO NOT CALL me during the last episode of The Shield. The phone will not be answered and if you knock on my door, I cannot be held responsible if I tell you to go straight to hell.

This is my favorite television show and I will miss it terribly, but I would rather it burn out instead of fading away. Let it go out on top and I am confident that series creator Shawn Ryan is serious when he says The Shield will NOT wimp out in the end as The Sopranos did.

Will Vic live or die?  What’s going to happen to Shane?  Is Ronnie going to be the last man standing?  The speculation is hot and heavy over the net and on the fan sites and that’s great that a show seven seasons in can still generate such buzz.   Damn that Vic Mackey.  Even when the bastard is near the end of the line he’s still got everyone guessing if he can wiggle out of one last predicament.

 
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Posted by on November 23, 2008 in Music. Movies. Media. More.

 

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James Bond’s Quantum Leap.

Shaken by the end of the last movie, Bond is stirred by revenge.

Shaken by the end of the last movie, Bond is stirred by revenge.

This isn’t a review of Quantum of Solace.  I haven’t seen the movie yet and frankly, you weren’t waiting on my “yea” or “nay” before deciding if you wanted to.

Two years ago, I sat in the dark and waited for Casino Royale and the new James Bond.  My expectations were low in the aftermath of the previous Bond flick, Die Another Day, which was wretched beyond belief.  My son and I went by ourselves as my Sean Connery-worshipping wife and daughter refused to have anything to do with a pug like Daniel Craig.

Turned out Casino Royale wasn’t bad at all.  In fact it was pretty good.

What made Bond such an icon was he was when Connery played the role, women wanted to be with him and men wanted to be him.  Tall, trim, a man who was quick with his wit, steady with his gun, suave in a crowd, and irresistible between the sheets.

Then Connery bailed out and Roger Moore came in.  That was the end of James Bond for me.

I never liked Moore.  He wasn’t a cool, charming rogue like Connery and most of the films he made sucked.  The only entry I like was For Your Eyes Only and that was because  it was a stripped down story without the boring bad guys with evil plans for world domination, ridiculous henchmen with steel teeth and Grace Jones.

Grace Jones as a Bond girl.  James Bond discovers tranny love.  Kill me now.

Oh-oh-$70 million in the opening week?  Not bad, Mr. Bond.

Oh-oh-$70 million in the opening week? Not bad, Mr. Bond.

Following Moore’s blessed departure into obscurity came nobody’s favorite Bond,  Timothy Dalton who looked like he enjoyed playing 007 the way a man enjoys root canal without anesthesia.  Dalton turned in his license to kill after two okay, but ordinary outings, The Living Daylights and the listless License to Kill.

Enter Pierce Brosnan, the guy who was supposed to replace Moore, but couldn’t get out of his television show, Remington Steele.   His maiden voyage as Bond was GoldenEye and it was great.  Plenty of action, far more sophisticated and at ease than the dour Dalton and in Brosnan, there was a mixture of sex appeal and rougish charm that had been missing since the glory days of Connery.

Unfortunately, each of the following films, Tomorrow Never Dies, The World is Not Enough and the too bad to be believed Die Another Day, were worse than the previous one.   Brosnan looked bored in Die and he wasn’t the only one.

Brosnan’s license was revoked and Daniel Craig’s was activated.  As Brosnan had turned 50 years old, the Bond franchise was also showing signs of middle age and growing irrelevance.  Instead of the tuxedo-wearing, joke-quipping, martini-sipping secret agent, audiences had turned to Jason Bourne, the amnesiac spy and assassin of the Robert Ludlum novels who was played by Matt Damon as a no-bullshit, weapon of mass destruction.

Everything that seemed tired and stale about Bond, seemed fresh and exciting about Bourne.  Even the choice of a “Bourne girl” was the decidely plain Franke Potente was sexier than the drop-dead gorgeous Halle Berry in Die Another Day.

Oh, and The Bourne Identity, The Bourne Supremacy and The Bourne Ultimatium were all damn good and in making $945 million, were incredibly lucrative as well.

And the success of Jason Bourne got the attention of the producers of the increasingly tired James Bond.

Jason Bourne is The Spy Who Outdid James Bond.

Jason Bourne is The Spy Who Outdid James Bond.

For all intents and purposes you Daniel Craig looks like someone Sean Connery would beat up more than he looks like a logical 007.  But his brutish tactics and blunt force approach worked perfectly in Casino Royale.

With Craig as the blonde, sawed-out, rough around the edges reinvention of James Bond, many fans (such as my wife and daughter) who loved Connery, ignored Moore, tolerated Dalton and were satisfied with Brosnan, have rejected the lastest incarnation of Bond as unworthy.

Well, to each her or his own.  I’m not kidding myself that Craig makes for a perfect James Bond.  Quantum of Solace will go a long way in convincing me whether he’s growing into the role or just the guy with the gig until the next guy comes along.

My wife is still hoping Clive Owen will change his mind about entering Bondage.

 
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Posted by on November 17, 2008 in Music. Movies. Media. More.

 

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Will Tammy Duckworth Replace Barack Obama in the Senate?

Will Tammy Duckworth be Obamas replacement?

Will Tammy Duckworth be Obama's replacement?

This Sunday, the junior United States Senator from Illinois, Barack Hussein Obama, is resigning his seat.

Seems he got a new job a few weeks ago.

Illinois Governor Rod Blagojevich has no shortage of possible replacements for Obama.

The smart money is on Congressman Jesse Jackson Jr as the winner in this game of Congressional musical chairs.   Blagojevich’s decision may be predicated upon whether he wants to run for reelection in 2010.

In assessing who Blagojevich might appoint to the Senate should Obama be elected president, much depends on whether or not he plans to run for a third term.

The thinking goes that if Blagojevich does decide to run again, he will make a pick that will strengthen his hand for what will almost certainly be a Democratic primary fight between himself and at least one other prominent statewide elected official. (Perhaps state Attorney General Lisa Madigan?)

That could lead Blagojevich to pick an African-American for the post, hoping to convince black voters
– a crucial voting bloc in a Democratic primary — that he is their candidate.
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Obama has stayed above the fray and not thrown his support behind any of the possible replacements. It’s Blagojevich’s call to make and he doesn’t have to consider whom the president-elect might or might not want to
see as his successor. Still, it’s hard to believe if he does decide to run for a third term, with all the other problems he has, Blagojevich would want to tick off the newly-crowned head of the Democratic Party.

That’s why despite the fact that many may think Jackson is a shoo-in because Blagojevich won’t want to tick off Black voters by not appointing one Black man to replace another, I wouldn’t be at all surprised if he went
an entirely different direction.

Is it just a happy coincidence that President-elect Obama chose to be photographed with Tammy Duckworth, the head of Illinois Veterans Affairs Department and not coincidentally, one of the front-runners to replace him?

The President-elect and his possible replacement lay a wreath during Veterans Day.

The President-elect and his possible replacement lay a wreath during Veterans Day.

Her Wikipedia entry makes for compelling reading.

Ladda “Tammy” Duckworth (born 1968) is the director of the Illinois Department of Veterans Affairs.Iraq War veteran whose severe combat wounds cost her both of her legs and damaged her right arm. She continues to serve as a Major in the Illinois Army National Guard and is married to Major Bryan W. Bowlsbey who is also an Iraq War Veteran and serves in the Illinois Army National Guard as a signal She is an officer.

In the 2006 election, Duckworth was the Democratic nominee for the U.S. House of Representatives seat for the sixth district of Illinois which was being vacated by long-time Representative Henry Hyde. Duckworth lost to her opponent, Representative Peter Roskam, by 2% of the vote. On August 27, 2008, she spoke at the Democratic National Convention in support of President-Elect Barack Obama.

Duckworth lost both of her legs] on November 12, 2004, when the UH-60 Black Hawk helicopter she was co-piloting was hit by a rocket propelled grenade fired by Iraqi insurgents.


The explosion “almost completely destroyed her right arm, breaking it in three places and tearing tissue from the back side of it.” Duckworth received a Purple Heart on December 3 and was promoted to Major on December 21 at the Walter Reed Army Medical Center, where she was presented with an Air Medal and Army Commendation Medal.

Duckworth was fitted for prosthetics and is now fully mobile. She helped establish the Intrepid Foundation and is involved in its fundraising to build a rehabilitation center for other injured veterans, and has been critical of the administration of President George W. Bush for its provision of veterans’ care.

Reading Duckworth’s biography, she comes off as an almost perfect replacement. There would be some grumbling and perhaps some loud grumbles that Jackson got screwed over, but at 43, he’s still a young man. Despite Jackson’s experience in Congress, I think Duckworth might be the better choice. If the Democrats want to hold Obama’s seat in 2010 when his term ends, Blagojevich will have to pick someone who can win it on their own. It’s one thing to win a seat in the House, but to get in the Senate you have to win the entire state. As a double amputee, Iraq war veteran, Duckworth just might have the more compelling story to sell.

Every candidate has some baggage, but Jackson Jr. has the considerable weight of his famous father, Jesse Jackson Sr., to carry along.  In a statewide race, all the sins of the elder Jackson would be dredged up and used against the son.

Does Jackson Sr. help or hurt Jackson Jrs chances of replacing Obama?

Does Jackson Sr. help or hurt Jackson Jr's chances of replacing Obama?

At the very least in Obama’s “post-racial” America,  choosing a woman over a Black man, makes the case that color wasn’t the primary criteria in choosing Obama’s replacement.

Jackson Jr. would be a great pick and I were placing bets, I wouldn’t bet against him getting the nod.  But it’s not a stone-cold lock by any means.

Despite being the first Black man to be elected president, Obama never ran as “the Black candidate.”  Along those same lines,  I wouldn’t be at all surprised if quietly he was pulling for Duckworth.

 
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Posted by on November 14, 2008 in News & Views

 

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Did Black Voters Kill Gay Marriage in California?

Yesterday, about 1,000 gay-marriage supporters demonstrated outside a Mormon temple in the Westwood section of Los Angeles. The temple was targeted because the Mormon church strongly supported the ban on gay marriage.

“I’m disappointed in the Californians who voted for this,” said F. Damion Barela, 43, a Studio City resident who married his husband nearly five months ago. He noted that nearly 70 percent of black voters and a slight majority of Latino voters favored the ban.

“To them I say, ‘Shame on you because you should know what this feels like,’ ” he said. link

Even Bert and Ernie are ticked off.

I can understand Mr. Barela’s anger and frustration with racial minorities that both overwhelmingly backed Barack Obama and Proposition Eight. But I could have told him from the jump that assuming Blacks would identify with the persecution of gays and lesbians and support them in defeating Prop. 8 would be highly unlikely.

There are few things that will start an all-night argument around the dinner table of a Black family than the suggestion the struggle of Blacks and homosexuals are one and the same.

The reply will be something along the lines of “your blues ain’t like mine.” Historically oppressed groups are not necessarily bound together by their mutual oppression. If I had a dollar for every middle-aged Black man or woman that got highly offended at the suggestion civil rights and gay rights have ANYTHING in common, I could retire to my winter home in the Bahamas.

At the first UNITY: Journalists of Color convention in Atlanta in 1994, there were Black, Hispanic, Asian and Native Americans journalists in attendance. Among those groups standing on the outside were the National Lesbian and Gay Journalists Association (NLGJA) and wandering the hall passing out literature and buttonholing attendees was it’s president, Leroy Aarons. Aarons desperately wanted the NLGJA included in UNITY, but the founding organizations weren’t hearing it. Leading the opposition to admitting the gay journalists was the National Association of Black Journalists (NABJ) and 14 years the NLGJA is still excluded (despite one of NABJ’s presidents being an openly gay man).

In the spirit of diversity and a feeble attempt at throwing crumbs, there is now a gay sub-committee in NABJ, but still no place at the table for gay journalists. In fact, it’s been hard enough to hold the four racial minority groups together. The suggestion of opening the club up to a group made up of predominantly White lesbians and gay men doesn’t sit well with a lot of folks.

I say this to explain that the activists that sought to fight Prop. 8 should have known that gay rights are not a high priority in the Black community. The church plays a significant role in the political decision made by many African Americans and many Black ministers are firmly opposed to same-sex marriage.

The first big warning sign that the gay marriage issue would inflame, polarize, and even energize blacks within and without the black pulpit came in 1997 when the Green Bay Packers perennial all-pro defensive end Reggie White, an ordained minister, touched off a firestorm of protest from gay groups with a rambling, hour-long talk to the Wisconsin legislature in which he took a huge swipe at gay rights and gay marriage. He later barnstormed through several Mid-Western cities pushing the anti-gay gospel at pro-family rallies.

Before his untimely death in 2005, White apologized for his anti-gay remarks, but he was unrepentant in his view about homosexuality. He was a conservative black minister and homosexuality still violated his biblical conception of the proper roles for men and women. In defying the canons of political correctness, White became the first celebrity black evangelical to say publicly what many black religious leaders said and believed privately. Few blacks joined in the loud chorus that condemned his remarks.

A year before White’s outburst, a Pew Poll measured black attitudes toward gay marriage and found that blacks by an overwhelming margin opposed it. A CNN poll eight years later showed that anti-gay attitudes among blacks had not changed much since then. At a tightly packed press conference in October 2003, five of Michigan’s top black prelates publicly called on the state legislature to amend the state constitution to define marriage as between a man and a woman. The ballot measure passed in November, and more than fifty percent of blacks backed it. The same year the conservative Virginia-based Alliance for Marriage corralled a handful of top black preachers to plop their name on the Alliance’s letterhead and tout the Alliance’s anti-gay rights agenda.

At the NAACP convention in July 2004, there was some talk of taking a delegate vote to put the organization firmly on record backing gay rights. It didn’t get far. Reverend Julius Caesar Hope, the head of the NAACP’s religious affairs department, warned that a resolution to back gay marriage “would make some serious problems. I would think the membership would be overwhelmingly against it, based on our tradition in the black community.” link

In 2004, with the enthusiastic backing of Secretary of State J. Kenneth Blackwell, Black ministers aligned themselves behind a Defense of Marriage amendment to the Ohio constitution and provided the winning edge for George W. Bush over John Kerry. While conservatives were getting drubbed across the nation, the anti-gay (and in other states anti-affirmative action) initiatives passed. Even while evangelical conservatives are increasingly frustrated in electing like-minded candidates, they are finding considerable success with wedge issues such as banning same-sex marriage.

Supporters of gay marriage may share with Blacks a preference for the Democratic Party, but that has not translated into support for the issues of interest to gays and lesbians.  Didn’t all those Black voters in California realize they would be denying not just White gays and lesbians, but Black ones as well.  Sure they did and they still voted against them too.

America has come a long way, but as it continues to deny its gay citizens their full rights, it still has further still to go. But while the proponents of gay marriage have suffered a setback, they know at least that the issue is out of the closet and firmly affixed in the national consciousness. Without a doubt this is a loss, but it’s hardly the end.

Gay is the new black?  Black folks in California beg to differ.

What White homosexuals don’t seem to get is White evangelicals have the ear of the Black church. They don’t. They are assuming the Black community will identify with the gay community through their shared history of oppression. They don’t.

If it makes it any easier for those gay marriage supporters, if I had lived in California, I would have voted against Prop. 8. But I don’t, and from the way the numbers skewed, a whole lot of Californians didn’t vote against it either. Why blame Black folks except for the fact it’s historically damn easy to blame them?

I don’t doubt homophobia played a huge point in why Prop. 8 won and gay marriage lost. But it’s too convenient to lay it all on homophobia.

Jasmyne Cannick, a California-based blogger (and a fellow contributor to The Daily Voice) broke it down about the White gay rage directed at Black voters.

I am black. I am a political activist who cares deeply about social justice issues. I am a lesbian. This year, I canvassed the streets of South Los Angeles and Compton, knocking on doors, talking politics to passers-by and working as I never had before to ensure a large voter turnout among African Americans. But even I wasn’t inspired to encourage black people to vote against the proposition.

Why? Because I don’t see why the right to marry should be a priority for me or other black people. Gay marriage? Please. At a time when blacks are still more likely than whites to be pulled over for no reason, more likely to be unemployed than whites, more likely to live at or below the poverty line, I was too busy trying to get black people registered to vote, period; I wasn’t about to focus my attention on what couldn’t help but feel like a secondary issue.

The first problem with Proposition 8 was the issue of marriage itself. The white gay community never successfully communicated to blacks why it should matter to us above everything else — not just to me as a lesbian but to blacks generally. The way I see it, the white gay community is banging its head against the glass ceiling of a room called equality, believing that a breakthrough on marriage will bestow on it parity with heterosexuals. But the right to marry does nothing to address the problems faced by both black gays and black straights. Does someone who is homeless or suffering from HIV but has no healthcare, or newly out of prison and unemployed, really benefit from the right to marry someone of the same sex?

http://www.jasmynecannick.com/blog/?p=2860

The anger of the LGBT community is understandable and probably to be expected. Maybe when a little more time has passed and the initial wave of emotion passes and cooler heads prevail, they can go back to the drawing board and figure out why they failed to get the support of the majority of voters.

It might be a good first step to stop abusing some of the groups whose support they’re eventually going to need to change the result.

 
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Posted by on November 9, 2008 in News & Views

 

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A Change HAS Come

What country is this?

What time is it?

Where the hell am I?

No more “yes we can.”  Now it’s “YES, WE DID.”

Barack Obama is the 44th President of the United States.

I’m still processing this phrase.  I’m still wrapping my head around this concept.  Maybe I’m just slightly whacked out from the three hours of sleep I got and maybe I just can’t quite believe this time it’s REAL.

Barack Obama is the 44th President of the United States.

Damn.  Sorry if that’s not eloquent or profound.  I’m emotionally exhausted and totally tapped out.  I got nothing else.  Nothing but a complete understanding of what Michelle Obama meant when she spoke of the pride she felt for America.

I’ve yelled. I’ve screamed.  I’ve shouted.  I’m flying high in the friendly sky on a sugar rush.

Alright.  I admit it.  Words fail me.  I have none to properly assess the pure and unadulterated joy I feel.

I’ll update the blog when the words come.  Right now, let the music do the talking:

A Change Is Gonna Come by Sam Cooke

I was born by the river in a little tent
Oh and just like the river I’ve been running ever since
It’s been a long, a long time coming
But I know a change gonna come, oh yes it will

It’s been too hard living but I’m afraid to die
Cause I don’t know what’s up there beyond the sky
It’s been a long, a long time coming
But I know a change gonna come, oh yes it will

I go to the movie and I go downtown
somebody keep telling me don’t hang around
It’s been a long, a long time coming
But I know a change gonna come, oh yes it will

Then I go to my brother
And I say brother help me please
But he winds up knockin’ me
Back down on my knees

Ohhhhhhhhh…..

There been times that I thought I couldn’t last for long
But now I think I’m able to carry on
It’s been a long, a long time coming
But I know a change gonna come, oh yes it will

 
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Posted by on November 5, 2008 in News & Views

 

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This Is This.

It all comes down to this...

It all comes down to this...

We’re down to the last 72 hours of the 2008 Presidential Election and coin a cliche, what a long, strange trip it’s been.

In about five hours I’ll be waking up my son who’s home from college for the weekend and he’ll shovel down two bowls of Cheerios and then I’ll drive him downtown so he can vote for the first time in his life.

And if he doesn’t use that first vote for the first Black man with a serious chance of winning,  he can walk his ass back to Cincinnati.

I’m experencing internet connectivity problems on my home computer (as in I can’t get logged on) so this is going to be the last entry prior to Election Day.   Which is just as well as I’ve said just about everything I have to say about the election.

I wrote an column for The Daily Voice with my final thoughts on the election.  I feel positive about Barack Obama’s chances of winning, but I’m no ways confident.    Previous experience with how the Republicans love to fuck around with the vote gives me reason to doubt things are good as they appear to be.

Obama is coming to Columbus this Sunday.   As I had already had the day off, I just might drag  my butt away from pro football to take a look at the man who could make history.

I’ve never been as wired into or invested into the fortunes of one man.   I am certain should this moment pass without an Obama victory I will never see the day come when another African-American is in a similar situation.

This is this.  Now all I can do is wait for a return to the normal.

 
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Posted by on November 1, 2008 in News & Views

 

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