On a day when the debate about math and gender popped up again, ironic that we learn of Sally Ride’s death. She was only 61. Thoughtful pieces:
Sally Ride, First American Woman in Space, Dies at 61 by my friend and BlogHer colleague, Prof. Kim Pearson
Sally Ride Science – this site was hard to get to yesterday after her death was announced – I hope the traffic continues
Remembering Sally Ride from the White House with videos
Pioneering NASA Astronaut Sally Ride Dies At Age 61 from TechCrunch
RIP Sally Ride by another woman in the space industry
Sadly, there’s also some incredibly nasty, obnoxious stuff being put out there – pure linkbait – so I won’t link to it, but sheesh, give it a rest, people.
Thank you to Nora Ephron for all that she gave. From Women and Hollywood’s Melissa Silverstein:
I’m sitting here reeling from the news that Nora Ephron has died. No one even knew she was sick and now she is gone. The loss to movies, and especially to women in movies, cannot be underestimated. This is a woman who was an Oscar nominated screenwriter three times over for Silkwood, When Harry Met Sally and Sleepless in Seattle. Not many people can boast one Oscar nomination and she got three. She was a successful writer who then at 50 became a director. In a business that prides itself on youth, and precisely speaking, male youth, this woman decided to become a director after a successful career as a journalist and screenwriter.
I think this New York Times obit is good but there are many other reviews of her and her work to be found, including clips of the best of the scenes she wrote, produced or directed. I also love reading her lines or hearing others say them now. Mostly, I’m so grateful that people like her come into being and leave these things to us. It’s almost selfish.
UPDATE: You can watch the show here or below:
Good taping this morning amidst an insane schedule. Who do I think I am!? A working mom (aka super being) or something? You can tune in on WVIZ/PBS on Friday at 8:30pm or Sunday at 11:30am, or the Ohio Channel on Monday at 1:30pm or 9:30pm or Tuesday at 5:30am. The video posts toward the end of the week.
Here’s the show’s rundown:
Allegations of Dirty Parks & Dirty Pool
Posted Friday, June 22, 2012
Roundtable: Mark Naymik, metro columnist, The Plain Dealer; Jill Miller Zimon, blogger, Writes Like She Talks; Greg Saber, Freelance Journalist
Bad Parks—Many of northeast Ohio’s lakefront parks are drowning in weeds, driftwood and trash, the victims of poor or non-existent maintenance. A Plain Dealer report this week canvassed three parks, Edgewater, Euclid Beach and Wildwood and found them in appalling condition. Each of these is under the umbrella of the State of Ohio which has put little money into them in recent years.
Politics on the Down-low—Republican Senate candidate Josh Mandel has touched off debate with recent criticism of incumbent Senator Sherrod Brown. Mandel has called Brown hypocritical for portraying Republicans as anti-women when he was once accused of domestic violence. The accusations grew out of a decades-old divorce case. Brown’s camp called Mandel’s action ‘despicable’ while the Mandel camp says the old family dispute is legitimate political rhetoric. Read more
It was difficult for me to focus on this evening’s work session in City Council because less than an hour before the meeting began, I learned that Juvenile Court Judge Peter Sikora had died earlier in the day. You can read what has been posted so far here.
I moved to Cleveland for graduate school – that joint degree in law and social work which I thought would lead me to juvenile court, truly. That’s what I wanted to be – a juvenile court judge. And so when I landed a clerk position in juvenile court after my first year of law school but before my first year of social work school, I felt like the luckiest person. I was placed in the courtroom of a brand new judge in the late spring of 1989, the courtroom of Peter Sikora.
How many people know or recall that he was in the courtroom in Playhouse Square? Yup. That’s where I went – I took the bus. Every day. Read more
No shortage of coverage, thank goodness, of the life and death of Betty Ford, former First Lady to Gerald Ford’s president, 1974-1977. Spiro Agnew’s resignation and Richard Nixon’s resignation were seminal political events in my life, very much as Gerald Ford, the pardon of Nixon and Chevy Chases’ Ford-inspired pratfalls were too.
I’m devouring everything that’s being published about Mrs. Ford and I hope I can find this 1987 telepic in which one of my favorite actresses, Gena Rowlands, plays Mrs. Ford and won an Emmy for it. Here’s a few less conventional items you may not have read yet regarding Betty Ford and her contributions to this country and our lives:
A Slideshow of Betty Ford’s life
CBS Sunday Morning tribute to her, in video, from this morning
Biography from the National First Ladies Library in Canton, Ohio
Everyone knew Martin. Especially if you were a student at Case Western Reserve University’s law or social work school, both of which were barely 100 yards from the Barking Spider. Sadly, Martin died this past week after a long illness. You can read more about Martin and the Spider (especially check out the Coventry Village News piece which has wonderful photos of Martin):
It opened in 1986, and I arrived in Cleveland in 1988 to attend those graduate schools. The Spider was a big part of my life for the four years I spent in school, and beyond. So many memories, embraceable cheap wine hangovers included. I hope – and I really do think – Martin realized just what an unique and memorable place he’d created. May he be of blessed memory and best to all his loved ones.
I’ve got Notes on Love and Courage on my nighttable (lower shelf but it’s still there). I’m not sure where my Notes to Myself copy is – but I’ve had these books for decades. Ah yes – growing up in the era of Leo Busclagia et al – very different than growing up in the era of reality shows depicting in a far more forced and edited style what Prather and Busclaglia wrote about (i.e., The Bachelorette and The Bachelor). Hmm – or is it?
This section from the NYT obit on Prather made me laugh – having lived through it first-hand too:
“Notes to Myself” was spoofed by the comedy writer Jack Handey as a set of public musings known as “Deep Thoughts.” First published in National Lampoon, “Deep Thoughts” became a recurring feature on “Saturday Night Live” in the 1990s and was released as a series of books. Among Mr. Handey’s observations are these:
¶“If I ever get real rich, I hope I’m not real mean to poor people, like I am now.”
¶“I can picture in my mind a world without war, a world without hate. And I can picture us attacking that world, because they’d never expect it.”
¶“If you lose your job, your marriage and your mind all in one week, try to lose your mind first, because then the other stuff won’t matter that much.”
RIP, Hugh Prather. I cannot believe he was 72.
I went to college, studying modern foreign governments among other things, in the era of Lech Walesa (so much did it affect my college years and learning that I thought the song, Safety Dance, was actually, Save Gdansk) and the Solidarity Movement. Additionally, I’m a quarter-Polish – my paternal grandfather came over as a stowaway in a pickle barrel during the later part of World War I. My first boyfriend was Polish Catholic and while the irony was lost on me, it did kind of freak out my parents.
So this incredible loss, also mentioned in Joe’s TMV post here, while indescribable to me, must be even more so to the people of Poland, including its Jewish community, of which my ancestry makes me a part and which has grown and experienced a renaissance over the last couple of decades. Additionally, as YNET reports, President Lech Kaczynski and his wife were considered great friends of Israel. Talk about the times they are a-changing.
But there is a nexus I think of when broad losses like the one that Poland’s political leadership must now face occur. It’s an incident I learned about when I was going through a two-year leadership training institute and it was mentioned to us as an example of how even the most tragic losses still can give rise to extraordinary re-birth and re-creation. The incident to which I’m referring is the Orly crash of 1962 (the year I was born, incidentally). Read more
From Ohio Governor Ted Strickland on the passing of Ohio Supreme Court Chief Justice Thomas Moyers who was just 70 years old and yet the longest-serving state court chief justice in the country:
I am saddened to learn of the passing of my friend and Ohio’s Chief Justice, Thomas Moyer. I was honored when Tom swore me in as governor. That was the beginning of a warm and close working relationship, the kind of mutually respectful relationship you always envision leaders of different branches of government having. But that was Tom: dignified, respectful, thoughtful and always concerned for the well-being of others. It was never about him. Tom unselfishly served the people of Ohio for so many years. I know he was very much looking forward to his retirement, but he loved what he did. In recent years, he was a leader and a partner in Ohio’s bipartisan efforts to fight foreclosure and to take a serious and comprehensive look at corrections reform. He spoke passionately and convincingly for reducing the influence of money in judicial elections.
Coincidentally, the chief justice who preceded Moyer and whom Moyer bested in the 1986 election, Frank D. Celebrezze, died last week.
You can read the Plain Dealer story here and from Channel 19 (with a photo) here (he was 30, a police officer, with a young child and fiancé. Coming on the heels of the death of the son of the Mayor of Walton Hills, I am speechless. May he be of blessed memory.
3/15/10: More from the Plain Dealer this morning.
Miep Gies was born a Roman Catholic in Vienna. She surely exemplified the highest values of Christianity. She was knighted by Queen Beatrix of the Netherlands, honored by Yad Vashem, Israel’s official authority for the commemoration of the Holocaust, and the German government. Her heroic attempt to save eight Jews surely qualifies as miraculous, as does her preservation of her young Jewish friend’s diary. Why, then, has the Vatican not deemed fit to put her on the road to sainthood? Why and how is she any less worthy than Pope Pius XII whose record with respect to the annihilation of European Jewry during the Holocaust remains shrouded in controversy? And yet it is Pius, not Miep Gies, whom Pope Benedict XVI wants to fast-track to sainthood.
Might need to take a survey of college friends who’ve become Catholic priests to see what they think.
What do you think?
An excerpt from the same-named post by BlogHer’s Kim Pearson about the Anthony Sowell murders and his 11 women of color victims:
There will surely be investigations of whether and how the police and the health departments responded to information that they might have been given earlier in this case. I hope that there will also be more discussion about how we deal with the serious problems that led these women down the path that ended in the house of horrors on Imperial Street. There are many more women like these 11, no doubt with families in crisis, in neighborhoods that can’t provide the services they and their families desperately need. This is our challenge, and it won’t go away just by turning off the news.
Please read the original post which includes numerous references to others’ reactions, including Frank Lewis (Cleveland Scene), Connie Schultz (The Plain Dealer) and Zach Reed (Cleveland City Council Member).
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Wow. A lot of news through the Internets since I last blogged here. I have been tweeting and writing (a post here at BlogHer about the road to election day, and a deadline to meet for my August 2009 Mommy Matters column).
I’ve been following the situations in Iran (tragic but what they must do if change is what they want) and South Carolina (Sanford should resign as governor because he’s undermined and betrayed the voters’ trust but a quick disclaimer: Jenny Sanford was a classmate in college whom I did not know well but saw recently at our reunion – she’s a tough cookie, you’d need to be, but if the reconciliation process is to be real, her husband needs to step down, like Eliot Spitzer did), as well as Jimmy Dimora (needs to be outta here, there and every where), the county reform effort (reform is needed, very uncertain about current proposal), the re-emergence of gambling as a revenue source with the governor’s approval (boo hiss boo hiss as most regular WLST readers can imagine) and the proposed budget cutting decision that would destroy the country’s absolute best public library system in a state that so desperately needs one of the best ever resources provided for with our tax money.
So, if you really want to catch up, check in with the Carnival of Ohio Politics #171. The Boring Made Dull made it far more exciting that WLST has been this week – many thanks for doing the editing honors.
Best news of the week? The SCOTUS decision that ruled that the strip search of a 13 year old girl by her public school principal for two Ibuprofen that never materialized nor were ingested. Unbelievable that they thought it was reasonable in the first place.
And how about Shaq? And Bernie Kosar? And trying to get RNC Womens Summit conference goers to use Twitter hashtags unique to their event and not just #rnc or #gop or #tcot. At least two very savvy Ohio women involved in the GOP attended and I confess to having a weak spot for both of them because they seem to work incredibly hard for something to which they seem incredibly loyal. That deserves kudos.
The Summit began an initiative being called the “Interactive Womens Network” and that’s the main reason I was a bit persnickety about moving along the use of the hashtag – interactive, tweeting and all kinda needs that hashtag action to get the most out of it, from an interactive standpoint. I must say, they were extremely receptive and I got a nice smile watching the tweet-history of the event unfold.
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She looked great just three months ago – here’s the theme being sung while she looks on:
Lady Godiva was a freedom rider
She didnt’ care if the whole world looked.
Joan of Arc with the Lord to guide her
She was a sister who really cooked.
Isadora was the first bra burner
And you’re glad she showed up. (Oh yeah)
And when the country was falling apart
Betsy Ross got it all sewed up.
And then there’s Maude.
And then there’s Maude.
And then there’s Maude.
And then there’s Maude.
And then there’s Maude.
And then there’s Maude.
And then there’s
That old compromisin’, enterprisin’, anything but tranquilizing,
Right on Maude.
From Editor and Publisher John Temple’s column today, Why Denver can’t support two papers.
Temple lists a bunch of truths about the industry’s current state of being (an oxymoron almost) and gives numbers related to dropping circulation. But that doesn’t really tell us why this city can’t support two papers. After reviewing financial elements related to circulation, advertising, and other revenue-related points, Temple says:
The economics have to work if a city is to have two newspapers. They don’t anymore. So Colorado will lose a part of its lore, a part of its identity.
Why is the state losing the Rocky rather than The Post?
Contrary to a lot of what has been written, the Rocky is not struggling financially any more than The Post. But its owner, the E.W. Scripps Co., sees losses in Denver worsening and little prospect that the business can be turned around, even in a one-newspaper town. That’s why they decided to leave Denver, after running newspapers here for more than 100 years.
If we had solved our circulation and advertising problems, perhaps Denver could have had two major newspapers for a while longer. But ultimately, it appears inevitable that there would just be one.
Well, with all due respect to John Temple, especially at this time and because he has spent so many years in the business, I think he’s taken the easy way out. Everything he wrote is true, factual, believable and related to why Denver can’t support two papers.
But he pulls the punch on the more gut-wrenching fact in all this: Denver readers either do not want or cannot or will not use, access or otherwise financially support two Denver papers.
Maybe that’s implied in what he’s written – maybe he realizes that because it’s the readers desire to buy the paper that ultimately drives the need for it, in conjunction with the ads to pay for it.
But this change in readership desire is completely missing from John’s review. And I think that’s a critical flaw in the analysis presented to the public.
Rambling warning: if you really hate it when I tell stories, then this is your chance to skip it.
I’m so upset that I missed the news that Bob May, the actor who wore the suit and acted the role of the robot in Lost in Space died a couple of weeks ago. You can read this nice tribute by Billy Mumy. The deets are here.
So often, my kids will ask me about something and I’ll say that it was before my time or I was too old for that. But Lost in Space was my time exactly, along with the Partridge Family and The Brady Bunch. This is a fun show by show synopsis (I didn’t remember that it was happening in the year 1997 – omg).
You can see how they looked a lot like the animated Jetsons series of the same time period:
Wikipedia totally gets this right:
Lost In Space is remembered, at least, from oft-repeated lines of the Robot, such as “Warning! Warning!”, “That does not compute”, and “Danger, Will Robinson!” Smith’s frequent put-downs of the Robot are also still popular (“You bubble-headed booby!”) as are his trademark lines: “Oh, the pain…the pain!” and “Never fear, Smith is here!”
Yup, we still use a few of those. Just a month ago, one of my siblings emailed me nothing but the line, “Drink gloog!” I was supposed to replay, “Eat slimoth!” but I forgot.
And, my friends and I? We didn’t play house or school. We played Lost in Space and alway fought over who got to be Penny and who got to be Judy.
What was your favorite episode? Some of the most memorable ones for me include the one in which Dr. Smith turns into a big carrot and then the one where there was some groovy kind of Bread-like band. Reading through the descriptions, though? I remember pretty much all of them.
The giant carrot episode, I think, from 11/5/65 – I was three!? I must be remembering the repeats, though I do remember stuff from when I was about two:
Enduring another heat wave, the Robinson’s try to conserve their dwindling supply of drinking water, but Dr. Smith uses the last of it for a shower. In their desperate search for more water, they soon find some delicious-looking fruit growing in an oasis and take it back to the ship to be tested for edibility. Smith finds the fruit however and eats it before making sure it its safe. Fearing he’s been deliberately poisoned, Smith blames the Robinson’s for trying to eliminate him him and he runs away. Meanwhile, as the men search for Smith, Penny’s little pet Bloop, Debby, eats some of the fruit and grows to human size. Likewise, Smith is found to have grown to giant size and threatens to crush the Robinsons as revenge when they find him.
And Dr. Smith runs around saying, “Water! I need water!”
The Bread-like band episode from 1/24/68 – I can’t believe I was only five when I saw this:
The Robinsons finally arrive at their destination, the Alpha Centauri system, but they are surprised to find an Earth colony already established there. Another oddity is that it only seems to be populated by teenagers who try to brainwash Penny and Will into rebelling against the “olders”. When Dr. Smith snoops around, he discovers the teens are really aliens in human guise, but they give Smith his youth back and make him forget what he saw. The aliens, who never grow older-minded than adolescents, try to discover what makes the human children mature. Guest stars: Gil Rogers (Bartholomew), Keith Taylor (Edgar)
I don’t agree with assessments of Andrew Wyeth’s work that label it “draw and kitschy” but toward the reviews of it as “profound reflections of 20th Century alienation and existentialism.”
For young art students, Wyeth’s austere hand and arid eye merits a legacy exactly as instructive as the frenzied steam-heat of Pollock or the depressive megaton weight of Rothko, his contemporaries and foils in the era of ’40s high Modernism. The fact he chose to speak quietly and seek beauty was its own kind of bravery. Wyeth believed that all could benefit from knowing sentimental reverie, and the man had a point.
Particularly that last line.
I learned of Samuel Huntington’s death from the opening line of this column by Stirling Newberry, which explores the economic oomph behind the status of the Middle East – a fancier but still persuasive explanation of the proxy quality of existence to Israel, Gaza and the West Bank – something which I’ve written about and stated since the mid-1980s.
As a government major with a political theory concentration, Huntington’s books (specifically, Political Order in Changing Societies) were central to the formation of my ideas about global relations and dovetailed extremely well with my double major in sociology. As Stirling Newberry writes in the above hyperlinked piece:
While Huntington warned against America imposing its order on the rest of the world, his paradigm left few other options. His late influence obscures his contributions to political realism, such as Political Order in Changing Societies, which featured perhaps the most concise discussion to its day of modernization which, despite its rationalism does not necessarily mean the rationalization of power, authority, structure, or political participation, because of the difference between modernization as a direction, and modernization as a process.
Ah. I got chills reading that line, while also, like Newberry, in amazement that Huntington’s death occurs at this moment in time. Maybe he doesn’t want to see what will happen?
The Boston Globe has a nice obit here. It includes this exactly right description:
Despite the brickbats that accompanied his first book, it was an article toward the end of his career that became his most cited, and most controversial, work. “The Clash of Civilizations and the Remaking of World Order” centered on how differences between cultures throughout the world would be the cause of most post-Cold War conflicts. It was this premise, said former student Todd Fine, that inspired Dr. Huntington’s argument against the war in Iraq.
“Even though he didn’t make a big to-do about it ahead of time, he was against the Iraq war. [It was] his belief that it was unnecessary to antagonize other cultures and civilizations,” Fine said.
Bolding is mine.
I’ll always remember how, just after a college friend of mine had started on a PhD program at Harvard a couple of years after we’d graduated, she specifically commented on how now, she wasn’t just reading Huntington’s books, she had him as a professor. I remember how excited she was about that.
In another place and time, I was a student of the theater. Lived it, breathed it hours and hours every week, from an early age through college. In the classes I took and activities I chose. I even muddled through producing The Lion in Winter at Georgetown with Mask and Bauble and spent several weeks at a theater camp in Canada one summer.
I have a lot of unparalleled memories from involvement in theater, like traveling from New Haven to NYC with one of my high school English classes to see Elizabeth Swados‘ Runaways (which starred a teen-aged Diane Lane until she was replaced because she went to work on a movie; this behind the subscription article from the NYT (1978) describes the replacement this way, “Miss Kelly is good but she does not command the absolute stillness and vivid desolation of Miss Lane.”) and learning about the producer Joseph Papp and La Mama.
Some of my closest friends and friends with whom I worked closely from high school and college years went into and remain in professional theater (Michael Suenkel at the Berkeley Rep and Howard Sherman, executive director of the Tony Award Productions – looks like he even authors the American Theatrea Wing’s blog – go Howard!). There are many others sprinkled around the country in big and small roles, like a good friend from high school theater, and another Jill, who has been been putting on plays in her community near Harrisburg, PA.
So when I read about Harold Pinter’s death, I devoured every word, and got swept up in remembering his distinctive style and that of his contemporaries. To people who don’t follow theater that closely, Pinter will be most familiar as the writer of Betrayal, an excellent play that translated fairly well onto screen (1982) with Ben Kingsley and Jeremy Irons (about extramarital affairs but…says the description, it mainly concentrates on her experiences as a woman in the male-dominated media industries” – more things change, more things stay the same?), and as the screenwriter for the movie, The French Lieutenant’s Woman (1981), a seminal film for Meryl Streep lovers (me).
Harold Pinter was 78 and died after a several year battle against cancer of the esophagus.
Michael Connell was killed when the Piper Supercub he was piloting crashed three miles short of an Akron-Canton Airport runway. He leaves behind a wife and four children.
Connell, 45, of Bath Township, is considered to be one of the Republican Party’s top computer experts. He led the companies that designed websites for the GOP and a virtual who’s-who list of republican political leaders including President George W. Bush, Senator John McCain, as well as national organizations. Connell developed a host of federal government software and data management systems. Connell is also said to be a close confidant of the Bush family.
Earlier this year Connell was subpoenaed to testify in an Ohio federal court regarding voter fraud just days before the November presidential election. His alleged intimate knowledge of White House and Capitol Hill email systems has been a hot topic of conversation for Washington insiders regarding the Karl Rove/White House email scandal.
Ohio.com has details of the crash and scene.
Connell was perhaps best known recently for his creation and success with New Media Communications. From WKYC:
Connell founded New Media Communications, based in Cleveland, is the CEO of GovTech Solutions, based in Akron, and is associated with several other successful IT, marketing and advertising enterprises. His companies have won numerous awards for the development of political websites, marketing campaigns, and use of technology. New Media Communications placed third on the prestigious Weatherhead 100, a list compiled by Case Western Reserve University’s Weatherhead School of Management that recognizes Northeast Ohio’s fastest growing companies.
As of this morning, Mr. Connell’s bio was still posted at the company’s website, so you can read more about him here.
He had a wife and four children. My heart goes out to them.