I was overwhelmed yesterday listening to Michelle Obama’s speech in support of Kamala Harris. One of the best political speeches, if not the best, I have ever heard.
The presentation was before a crowd estimated at 30,000 in Houston.
Got to say it again, Obama was terrific! Out doing even the best speech her husband ever gave.
She touched on a number of subjects. Dwelled heavily on abortion and women’s rights. It was in these areas where she super achieved. She covered every problem a woman could confront, every danger Trump had placed American women in, subsequent dangers were Trump to be elected. Her attention to detail impressive. Never boring.
She closed her presentation with a pitch to American men. Support your women! Don’t let them down! Vote for Harris!
The Opinion pieces in The Washington Post yesterday knocking the Post’s non endorsement position were voluminous. Though the Post deserves no credit concerning the issue, I must compliment the paper on publishing so many of the anti-editorial comments.
People were mad! Properly so!
One piece described the no endorsement editorial as “verbal vomit.” Love it! Another reflected “how the German newspapers cowered to Hitler.” Another with Chamberlain’s Munich disaster as “British appeasement in the face of fascism” when comparing the two events.
Most were in a similar vein.
There were many comments and articles written by other media to the effect that the editorial was to satisfy/required by Jeff Bezos. An Amazon owner and an owner of The Washington Post. Bezo Trump’s friend for years.
Another Rupert Murdoch situation. Raises the question whether men of wealth should be permitted to own any type media.
Last night was Parade time at Fantasy Fest. A big deal! Sixty thousand plus lining Duval Street watching.
The first Fantasy Fest Parade was this day in 1979. Ten thousand watched compared to the sixty thousand plus today. The winning float was “Bride of Dracula” sponsored by Fast Buck Freddies.
I gave up years ago attending the Parade. Too many people. Difficult for a person my age to walk around. In addition, my car was towed twice. Too late in the morning to retrieve it. On Stock Island. The cost too much also. Around $235 the last time.
So I have come to watch it on TV. Viewed it last night on Sloppy Joe’s outside cam. Can’t get a better seat. Second floor in effect of Sloppy’s. Great view, no people bustling around.
The Parade was its usual greatness. More enjoyable was watching those standing viewing the Parade. Yelling and screaming, fighting for beads thrown from the floats. Key West goes “beads crazy” during Fantasy Fest.
The Headdress Ball was Thursday night. Sushi won the $5,000 first prize. Sushi in his acceptance speech announced Randy Roberts will be in the Red Shoe New Year’s Eve when it drops at midnight at the Bourbon Street Pub. Sushi was the “star” in the Red Shoe for 25 years till he retired. Now others are selected each year to replace him.
Key West water is terrible. I have not drunk it in years. Taste is poor. Makes me think bad things are in the water.
I buy my water at the supermarket. Zephyrhills has become my water of choice. Expensive and as packed heavy to carry.
This is Zephyrhills’ 60th birthday. The water was introduced for sale in 1964.
Hugh Grant is the famous British actor. Love his work!
Grant’s career almost went down the tubes in 1995 after he was arrested for lewd behavior. He was caught receiving oral sex in his BMW from a sex worker on Hollywood Boulevard.
Being orally copulated was ok back then for a Presidential candidate, but not a name star! His career was in jeopardy.
Grant faced up to the problem. Within days, he appeared on the Jay Leno Show. Another TV show I watched in my earlier day.
Grant appeared properly embarrassed. A naughty boy caught with his hand in the cookie jar. Or rather, his pants down.
Leno asked: “What the hell were you thinking?”
Grant’s response: “You know in life what’s a good thing and what’s a bad thing. I did a bad thing.”
The laughter and applause was overwhelming. Grant’s sincerity and humility saved his career.
I close with a topic I first wrote about two months ago on August 26, 2024. I refer you to it. The subject matter concerned the Sistine Chapel.
What I wrote about August 26 popped up in another internet article yesterday.
What I wrote on August 26, I never knew till the day before when I tripped on it on the internet.
Michelangelo painted the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel. Magnificent. Religiously moving. Two fingers reaching to touch each other. One God’s.
Years later, Michelangelo painted the wall behind the alter in the Sistine Chapel. The painting known as The Last Judgment.
My “new knowledge” in the August 26 writing was the ceiling contains 343 penises stark naked. The Last Judgment contains 400 plus nude saints, sinners and sacred souls. Nude means totally exposed. Asses and penises clearly evident.
Why did Michelangelo paint these two religious works with exposed genitalia, etc.? Who was in control of the subject matter?
I suggested Michelangelo painted the penises, etc. because he was gay and was artistically fond of the male body. I also suggested he disliked Pope Julius II who hired him each time and could not control Michelangelo. History uncertain.
The reason I write about the subject again is that I have been fortunate to have been inside the Sistine Chapel on two occasions and saw none of the nudity. Perhaps I should have looked closer. If I ever get there again, I will.
Many have visited the Sistine Chapel. Every time I run into one since my August discovery, I ask if they saw the various exposures. Not one has! They look at me as if my question is crazy.
I’m sure they will look closely and see them if they ever have the chance to return.
I hope I get the chance.
Enjoy your Sunday!