"According to Charles'
autobiography, "What'd I Say" was accidental when he improvised it to fill time at the end of a concert in December 1958. He asserts that he never tested songs on audiences before recording them, but "What'd I Say" is an exception. Charles himself does not recall where the concert took place, but Mike Evans in Ray Charles: The Birth of Soul places the show in
Brownsville, Pennsylvania. Shows were played at "meal dances" which typically ran four hours with a half hour break, and would end around 1 or 2 in the morning. Charles and his orchestra had exhausted their set list after midnight, but had 12 minutes left to fill. He told the Raelettes, "Listen, I'm going to fool around and y'all just follow me".
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The man is filled with the spirit of grove and music. Joy.
Governor Christy has three strikes against him going into Bridge Gate.
He is fat. He looks terrible.
He is white, and he is a Republican.
And, he wasn't a nice guy. He just wasn't. So, even if we believe this only amounted to reprehensible, but perhaps not criminal, the press coverage will make it seem more than criminal.
It's their turn to block the road to the White House Christy thought he had assiduously and meticulously adopted for a few years now.
How you like my baseball meta of Bridge gate?
How Am I going to make this work?
If you view the bridge as home plate. Christy's outside lane closure lets Hillary know where his pitches are going to end up. Pretty much rendering Christy ineffective... so much so he may not even pitch in the playoffs as a result.
Never bet against baseball.
I have an iPod again, so I'm listening to my tunes and it occurred to me that the peoples seemingly lack of interest in the Obama's scandals and the blunders of Obamacare may have something to do with the NSA story.
There is really very little "harm" you can do to a person once they have been stripped of privacy. You could say a person w/o privacy is really not a person.
So, if look at all of the scandals involving Obama the reason why they may not have resonated is because we may be on our way to relinquishing all sense of identity and personhood.
So, what difference, at this point does it make indeed, resonates. Whereas before 9/11 the NSA and the Internet, not so much. Privacy was king.
I was lost w/o my iPod.
If you think about it, in a lot of ways we have made identity a pain in the ass, ruinous liability.
Racism, homophobia, misogyny, fear of foreigners... relinquishing privacy in exchange for a respite, if not a resolution, from the incessant identity clanging, may seem like a great idea.
The world is our holodeck.
Once we noticed we could change things around with a book, now, changing them with a web column is virtually normal.
I believe some people expected the internet to change us, perhaps not as quickly, but definitely to change us.
Snowden was not among the top Goggle searches of 2013 because what he revealed is already seamlessly integrated in our psyche.
Snowden, and people like him, are probably wondering when are we convening a conference call that never comes.
Governor Cuomo went from no to weed to yes to weed as fast as Colorado ran out of it's weed rollout stock.
What could a single minded young Jack Kevorkian do today?
If was off by a decade or so.
I'm not particularly attached to much of a group identity. I don't see myself as a particular ethnicity, race, religion, victim group, or even political group. I'm not attached to where I live or where I was raised. I only really identify with being an individual, a man, and an American. After that I feel aligned with those who value freedom, but that's about it. I don't think anything else is really accurate. I have major disagreement with conservatives who I guess I agree with on a lot, but who wouldn't vote for me for dog catcher if I told them how I view many issues.
I get the sense that people would pick up on anything thrown at them right now.
I hope I'm wrong, but, that's the sense I'm getting.
For what is worth.
I'm not particularly attached to much of a group identity..
The internet holodeck is designed gender, race and ethnicity neutral.
At some point it will wither on the vine.
All the inconvenient classifications will wither on the vine.
I don't get the vengeance motive for the lane closures in NJ.
Sometimes people do things just because they could do them. Power in search of justification. That's why big government is such a dangerous thing I believe.
"Bill de Blasio is taking New Jersey Gov. Chris Christie to task over his ongoing George Washington Bridge scandal."
Amateur hour in NYC.
If Christy survives, and there are indications that he will, at least the governorship does not appear in jeopardy, his run for the white house does appear in jeopardy however.
Do you think if Christy survives he is going to forget De Blasios shot?
Political novice.
Lem, on the other hand, I am seeing things linked by places in the common blogrolls that do keep up interest in scandals. Then down in the comments I am shocked at just how explosive. Whereas the article is straightforward scoop on the latest thing with some analysis worth noting, down in the comments high explosives are set off. I sense deep resentment with an incredible accumulative effect, scandals recounted as mountains.
Drunks do that.
Ruminate. I've seen it. Alcohol facilitates the rumination, one sits and thinks of all the things bearing on the subject that flat piss them off, one upon another, the pattern becomes clear by rumination, sip, they keep doing that for hours, and repeated paternalistically the same behavior so that after weeks, the same issues reviewed over and over until even drunk the entire litany is recited as a song being sung at the drop of a dime.
It is an impressive litany.
When it appears in the comments I'm stunned. And it happens a lot nowadays so it goes like this: I'm stunned again I'm stunned again I'm stunned again I'm stunned again I'm stunned again I'm stunned again I'm stunned again I'm stunned again I'm stunned again.
Especially when the discussion involves guns in some way, or Obama's track record.
This said my comment is too long so this is a natural dividing point.
Here I am again.
I don't think I could attach to an identity group if I wanted to. Every group that I tried I don't fit very well, even dog clubs, yet I see the importance of association. The aversion not purposeful, it's just that you're all too fucked up to join. Kidding. See? I kid, I kid.
There is something happening around here that is quite nice.
There is a black dude who lives directly across the hall. We see each other in passing but that's it, always in passing.
There is another black dude two doors down. Same dealio.
There is a third black dude smaller than the rest, married, children, Muslim, worked part-time repairs around here. That put us in contact. He needed tools. I said I have them. He used my tools instead of retrieving his own. He broke my bit. I did not complain. We bonded.
Now all at once:
Guy 1 and I meet in passing again, he pulls his white ear buds away from his ears, stops his telephone conversation with some woman and makes sure to greet me respectfully before moving along. I think his mother told him to make sure to do that because I did that her even though I was racing my aquarium filling with water. I heard her at the door relate that to him inside when it happened
Guy 2 stops in the hall and says he's off to hospital where he works. I relate a brief hospital-related anecdote. He stopped even though he is no his way to work. I said, "You must be going." He goes, "No, I have time for this." I continued my story that relates to his line of work each moment thinking he must dash off. I told how impressed I am with what I witnessed firsthand. What happened to me. How I perceived it. How I perceived the people doing what he does." He said, "Thank you for telling me all that. You made my night and I haven't even started yet. Thank you. So much. You have no idea."
Guy 3 thinks I have problems with doors. I was waiting outside for someone to pull up, fiddling with my phone that was not cooperating. He thought I needed access to the building. With two women and two female children around him, he stops, "Chip, allow me to open the door for you." While his family around him trying to make it through themselves.
And then a few days later in the garage a similar thing, but now I'm walking out of the building. The doors lock behind me, his family exits a car he just parked, I'm walking toward the garage door that has already closed, so it's dark and I have sunglasses on, I honestly cannot see him or his family. Just cannot. I do see two children and want to greet them separately but don't want to come off like a perv so I say, "Hello, family." We continue in opposite directions. Toward opposite doors. He yells to me, "I have the door for you!" I yell backward, 'I've got it." I had my hand in my pocket, my thumb on the key fob button already. I look back and his whole family is waiting for him to open HIS door. BOOM the garage door opens "THANK YOU!" He held up his family to open the garage door from a distance assuming I'd have trouble getting out. Both incidences, personal between he and I, were like a polite show put on for his family, and none of them peeped a complaint about being held up for the benefit of grace extended toward a white guy.
I don't have a point. I'm noticing the black dudes around here in my immediate vicinity are being especially nice to me in small ways compared to the population in general that is already generally very very nice to me in ways large and small.
I'm stunned.
Good things happen in threes.
Or is it sevens? No, that one is good works are repaid sevenfold.
Hey Deborah, if you're reading out there this is for you. It was on the Writer's Almanac the day you were telling us about the difference between meditation and mindfulness and someone sent it to me. Weird coincidence. Puts me in mind of you. From Mary Oliver:
Mindful
Everyday
I see or hear
something
that more or less
kills me
with delight,
that leaves me
like a needle
in the haystack
of light.
It was what I was born for —
to look, to listen,
to lose myself
inside this soft world —
to instruct myself
over and over
in joy,
and acclamation.
Nor am I talking
about the exceptional,
the fearful, the dreadful,
the very extravagant —
but of the ordinary,
the common, the very drab,
the daily presentations.
Oh, good scholar,
I say to myself,
how can you help
but grow wise
with such teachings
as these —
the untrimmable light
of the world,
the ocean's shine,
the prayers that are made
out of grass?
That song served as sex ed for a lot of Boomers.
Yes, Deb, I'm going to really miss you...fair seas and following winds..
Thanks, virgil, that is very kind, but I seem unable to leave :)
I'm in a sheltered cove with sunny tide-pools.
Lem said about those lane closures: Sometimes people do things just because they could do them.
Yep. And also because they often just get caught up in the game. Here's Peggy Noonan's take:
"...political operatives get high on winning. They start to think nothing can touch them when they're with a winner. They get full of themselves. And they think only winning counts, because winning is their job.
The ones who are young lack judgment, but they don't know they lack judgment because they're not wise enough. So they don't check themselves.
They vie with each other for Most Loyal. They want to be admired by the boss. They want to be his confidantes. They want to be the one he trusts to get the job done. You can get in a lot of trouble when you're like that.
There's an ethos of wise-guy toughness among these staffers and consultants, and they often try to out-tough each other. That's how dirty tricks happen."
I also read somewhere that Christie was at that time up 30 points over his opponent in the governor's race. So why this move?
The highway's jammed with broken heroes on a last chance power drive
Everybody's out on the road tonight but there's no place left to hide
What I'd say as Chris Christy rides off into the sunset on his sclerotic highway to hell:
Scott!!!!
Thank you, phx, beautiful.
It's not so much that mindfulness and meditation are different, but mindfulness has become more of a modern catch phrase to attract the distracted masses from their worries. To let them know that their thoughts are not them.
To clarify what I mean:
"If you try to avoid idle thoughts and delusions when you meditate, you cannot enter Samadhi [oneness with the universe]...What you consider idle thoughts or delusions are nothing but waves on the vast ocean of Buddha-nature. Just as there are no waves apart from the water, there is no delusion, no idle thought, no ignorance separate from Buddha-nature.
Buddhism and Zen
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