Writer, performer, media artist, etc. For everything else I do, visit https://xitter.cf/t.co/uwwPdjd7xy. Pronouns: We/Us/Y’all.
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When my husband died, because he was so famous and known for not being a believer, many people would come up to me-it still sometimes happens-and ask me if Carl changed at the end and converted to a belief in an afterlife. They also frequently ask me if I think I will see him again. Carl faced his death with unflagging courage and never sought refuge in illusions. The tragedy was that we knew we would never see each other again. I don't ever expect to be reunited with Carl. But, the great thing is that when we were together, for nearly twenty years, we lived with a vivid appreciation of how brief and precious life is. We never trivialized the meaning of death by pretending it was anything other than a final parting.
Every single moment that we were alive and we were together was miraculous, not miraculous in the sense of inexplicable or supernatural. We knew we were beneficiaries of chance. . . . That pure chance could be so generous and so kind. . . . That we could find each other, as Carl wrote so beautifully in Cosmos, you know, in the vastness of space and the immensity of time. . . . That we could be together for twenty years.
That is something which sustains me and it’s much more meaningful. . . . The way he treated me and the way I treated him, the way we took care of each other and our family, while he lived. That is so much more important than the idea I will see him someday.
I don't think I'll ever see Carl again. But I saw him. We saw each other. We found each other in the cosmos, and that was wonderful.
- Ann Druyan
RonEhmke retweeted
Fox: Why are you here this morning?
Trump rally attendee: Well, in the late 70s, I was a little too young to go to South America for the Jonestown Massacre. But this is as close as I'll ever get, so that's why I'm here. There's nothing like seeing a cult right up front.
Ladies and gentlemen, the leader of the free world.
Lots to unpack here but Trump says Bill Maher is an unfunny loser pothead/drunk and the recent dinner was a waste of time.
TRUMP: Let's talk about this COMPLETE AND TOTAL LOSER, Bill Maher.
When I became President, I agreed to meet, after the first one, and the last one, but never agreed to do his show, which he wants me to do, DESPARATELY
I believe he lied to me when I asked him, with all the applause and laughter he gets after almost everything he says, about thing that aren't funny or even any good, what Laughter Machine does he use? People can't think he's funny.
Bill was very nervous. He asked for a drink. He was very insecure, and he had a seriously bruised eye and nose area, as though somebody had just beaten him up — But it wasn't me!
No sooner had we had that first dinner at the White House, which is a very seductive and beautiful place, especially now that I have fully renovated and fixed it in the style which it deserves, Bill wanted to come back.
Also, I wanted to tell Bill that he's a major POTHEAD. He's got to stop, it's very bad for his health. He looked like hell this time. Bill was drunk and had alcohol in his hand as he walked through the White House. Stephen A. Smith and Kid Rock came along with him.
I learned nothing, and felt it was a waste of time. After the first dinner, Bill Maher was friendly, I guess, everyone walked away pleased.
After the second dinner, Bill's "show" was far worse than the first. He went crazy! He's gutless, because he enjoyed every minute.
Also, I am not a building a swimming pool in the White House Briefing Room, and never had any intention of doing so.
RonEhmke retweeted
This is Tommy. Tommy had a question about my allegiances. Listen to the end to hear about his.
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I have heard from a very reliable and tope secret source, that he saw Talarico with a Chinese menu in his hand, walking through the streets of SoHo in the rain. I think we're finally getting somewhere.
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"What right had I to be the next Jesus Christ?" Victor Garber writes. "I was a mere 23 years old. I was raised not in Nazareth but in the small, provincial city of London, Ontario. I was a gay man in a time when it was still far from acceptable to be publicly out. I had never graduated from high school, let alone college, having dropped out at age 16 after flunking ninth grade. I had been living for half my life with type 1 diabetes, the kind that requires daily injections of insulin. And I had been raised Jewish. Yes, I know, Jesus, too, was Jewish, but he was not of the bagel-eating, garment-business tribe to which my family belonged."
It was March 25, 1972. Garber was one of hundreds of hopefuls who had come to audition for the Toronto production of 'Godspell.' The show, a musical based on the Gospel of Matthew, had opened a year earlier in New York and become an Off Broadway smash. There was no show hotter, and its premise — that Jesus and his disciples are young hippie clowns in face paint and thrift-shop clothes who relate their parables via catchy folk-rock songs — was irresistible to seemingly every performer under the age of 25 in greater Toronto.
"I remember scanning the room and thinking to myself, 'This is not a normal group of people.' I had done several plays and TV shows by that point, so I had met my share of gifted, funny actors. I also knew myself to be capable of being funny onstage. But this gang was a level of funny beyond anything I had ever seen — so smart, so inventive, so adept at rapid-fire comedic Ping-Pong. Plus they were all, to a person, even the non-Canadians like Andrea [Martin] and Gilda [Radner], so nice. It was an instant lovefest, a brand-new set of best friends."
In a new essay, Garber looks back on the role that would change his life: nymag.visitlink.me/qaEL2A
RonEhmke retweeted
It is the duty of elder generations to remind the younger ones that even in the midst of great decadence and upheaval, great art is still possible.
Jack has got our back.
A resident of East Westdale emailed me that on the first first day of school, they gave her son gender reassignment surgery. She was very mad about this, but adding insult to the wound, she had already bought him a gym uniform and the school would not let her exchange it for a girl's gym uniform. It's all a racket to make more money for the schools.
RonEhmke retweeted
Dear Lord, you've taken my favorite singer, Dolly Parton, my favorite comedian, Catherine O'Hara, and my favorite singer, Bonnie Tyler. I just wanted to let you know my favorite politician is Donald Trump.
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"Willow Weep for Me" appears in the Marx Brothers’ Love Happy (1949) in quite an unexpected way, where Vera-Ellen and a troupe of sailors dance to an instrumental version of Ann Ronell’s classic torch song.
Instead of heartbreak, the number transforms the song into a comic burlesque of Miss Sadie Thompson from W. Somerset Maugham’s Rain.
Choreographed by Billy Daniel, it exaggerates and satirises the story’s moral drama, sweeping away much of its violence and turning a tale of sexual policing and “reform” into exuberant comedy.
At the centre is Vera-Ellen, whose dazzling performance drives the number. Moving effortlessly between parody, seduction and athletic precision, she turns what could have been a novelty interlude into a virtuosic star turn, commanding the screen while playing against the song’s melancholy origins.
#LoveHappy #MarxBrothers #VeraEllen
