Showing posts with label Jon Stewart. Show all posts
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Thursday, August 6, 2015

Potpourri


My mother and I did something different yesterday!


I showed up for our usual Wednesday lunch.  I've decided I'm going to keep a schedule with her, for my sanity and in the hope that if I'm not around as much she might start getting out into the building occasionally.  So now I have lunch with her on Wednesday, take her pills and pick up her laundry on Friday, bring her laundry back on Sunday and then lunch again on Wednesday.  This going every other day and sitting there staring each other or answering the same question about what exciting thing I was doing that night was really starting to get to me.  This way I regularly see her 3x a week and maybe on those other days I can actually do something worth talking about.

So today we went to lunch.  Had a nice lunch with Robert, the 98 year old retired veterinarian who brings a little sparkle to her.  He's a man.  She needs a man around. It's no boyfriend situation, but she does perk up when he is around, though he's almost deaf and she doesn't have a clue what his name is.

When lunch was over, she asked if I'd like to sit in the chairs outside the dining room, overlooking the garden.  Shock!  I eagerly agreed and we sat down while she commented on the color of the trees and the movement of the leaves and then asked me what I was doing exciting tonight.

I got this bright idea to ask her if she wanted to go upstairs and work a puzzle.  She said yes!  So we went up to the puzzle tables and found a puzzle that apparently had been finished but someone was taking it apart.  We decided to put it together again, about 1/3 of the left side of the thing.
We sat there for two hours working the puzzle.  While we were working, the Brain Gymnasium (remember that?) was going on in the room next to the puzzle area and hearing the group laugh and talk together made me sad that my mother refuses to consider going.

I noticed something interesting about her.  My mother has been a puzzle fiend all of her life.  We both are.  We are very good at jigsaw puzzles.  We look at pieces and generally find the right piece for a certain space without having to try a lot of them.  But we stayed to complete the puzzle and I know she was getting tired.  That's when I noticed she would pick up a piece and seemed to have no idea how to turn it to put it in a spot.  She'd try large round edges into small holes.  It didn't last very long, but I was surprised at how she seemed completely incapable of doing the puzzle.  Fortunately she snapped out of it soon and was zipping through the last few pieces, but I had the distinct feeling  that this was part of her dementia too.
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Walt has been putting "writer" on my occupation for our tax return for a few years now.  It always sounds so pretentious, but after writing two reviews, doing a couple of interviews and then writing an article for the paper on Tuesday, I'm starting to think -- hey maybe I am a writer.
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Last night was the penultimate Daily Show, as Jon Stewart interviewed his buddy Louis C K. Tonight will be the hour-long finale and I'm surprised at how emotional I am being about the end of this 16 years of a show I have watched every night for at least the last 10 or so.  It was Ned who kept telling me I had to watch The Daily Show.  I have become one of the 12% who turn to Stewart for their nightly news.  Along with Rachel Maddow I think The Daily Show, for all its humorous focus, is perhaps the most accurate news around, with fact checking in the form of news clips at least for the important headlines of the day.  I'm wondering if, like Johnny Carson, Stewart is going to disappear from our lives forever.

When I look back over my life I think that Carson and Stewart may be the only two real TV icons whose finale have hit me this hard.

You will be missed

Wednesday, February 11, 2015

Say It Isn't True, Jon!


When The Daily Show started tonight, Jon Stewart had a secret that the studio audience didn't know...but that the viewing audience already knew, since the show is broadcast much later than it is taped and so his news had been all over the news and social media all evening.

Sometime later this year, at a date not yet specified, Stewart is stepping down as host of The Daily Show.  The tributes to him all over the media and news shows this evening made you feel as if he had died.

First Robin Williams, then Stephen Colbert, and now Jon Stewart.  It's definitely the end of an era.

I was not a fan of The Daily Show for the first few years, but Ned goaded me into checking it out and I was immediately hooked.  Stewart jokes that his is a "faux news" program and reiterates time and time again that he is not a newsman and yes, that's true.  He doesn't go out and find news, but he reports news he finds on other sources, and he interviews newsmakers, and in so doing he has created an entirely new genre of news reporting, one which holds the feet of everyone to the fire, who takes no prisoners, and whose facts, when checked, are almost always spot on.  He may have had a glitch or two in the past 16 years, but I don't remember any.  It seems that I read once that the two programs which had the least factual errors were Rachel Maddow and The Daily Show.

He reports the news in an entertaining fashion, but always with a biting edge that does not suffer fools gladly.  Or maybe he does suffer fools gladly, since he has so much fun pointing out the errors in their messages.

What will we all do without Jon Stewart?  We will survive.  We survived last summer, when he took off to direct his first movie (I knew then, in my heart of hearts, that he was getting restless and would soon leave for other pastures -- maybe not always greener, but different.)  

Then, he left the show in the capable hands of John Oliver, who now has his own show on HBO, and is doing well...and can say all those words that Comedy Central has to bleep out of The Daily Show. 
 
Stewart is making a very wise decision, though all of us fans are in mourning this evening.  He is going out on a high note.  He's not going to stay too long at the fair, but he is leaving the show, leaving people clamoring for more, not sticking around to the point where everyone is wondering if maybe he's lost his edge.

As much as I hate change, and as much as I have loved The Daily Show and look forward to it...daily...I wish him well and congratulate him for a very long, very successful roll of the dice.

His announcement at the end of tonight's show was very emotional and, as he fought tears, I had tears running down my face as well.  But hey, I cry at supermarket openings and Hallmark card commercials.
He's not gone yet.  It may be July, it may be December...he doesn't know, but he will leave a legacy behind that no one will be able to match, at least not for a long time.

"Mommy, please make it stop," Lester seems to be saying.

You can see that the snow mountain has reached the top of Jeri and Phil's porch...fortunately they are up off the ground by several steps, otherwise their windows would be covered.

And Boston is set for two more storms to hit later this week.

I feel so sorry for them and for everyone in New England who is trying to cope with this incredible snow season.

Monday, November 1, 2010

Snicker, Snicker

I haven't watched any of the talking heads today to hear if any of them commented on the Rally to Restore Sanity because, as Stewart said, "I know that there are boundaries for a comedian / pundit / talker guy, and I'm sure that I'll find out tomorrow how I have violated them." I expected that the people he was talking about would minimize and belittle the rally and I was still on too much of a high to listen to that.

But I did catch Dick Armey at the end of Christine Amanpour's program, which Walt was watching. Armey was smirking (how I hate politicians, of any party, who smirk!), snickering and minimizing the effect of the rally, and joking about how he watched some of it and laughed a bit about it and then went out into The French Quarter in New Orleans and partied and so it was a fun day for him.

I wanted to slap him. Did he hear the closing 12 minutes of the rally, where Stewart got serious? You can be sure that the news people who covered the rally and those who refused to (MSNBC and NPR, among them) will make light of the whole thing, missing the point of the rally to begin with. They will, as he predicted talk about the boundaries for comedians and how he violated them.

Stewart's comments:

So, uh, what exactly was this? I can't control what people think this was: I can only tell you my intentions.

This was not a rally to ridicule people of faith, or people of activism, or look down our noses at the heartland, or passionate argument, or to suggest that times are not difficult and that we have nothing to fear--they are, and we do.

But we live now in hard times, not end times. And we can have animus, and not be enemies. But unfortunately, one of our main tools in delineating the two broke.

The country's 24-hour, political pundit perpetual panic conflictinator did not cause our problems, but its existence makes solving them that much harder. The press can hold its magnifying glass up to our problems, bringing them into focus, illuminating issues heretofore unseen. Or they can use that magnifying glass to light ants on fire, and then perhaps host a week of shows on the dangerous, unexpected flaming ants epidemic. If we amplify everything, we hear nothing.

I love this statement. The 24 hour news cycle amplifies everything. We are all on information overload and as a result, we hear nothing. And the faux-est of them are the ones magnifying ants to create threats to this country that didn't exist before so that they can talk about the flaming ants epidemic.

There are terrorists, and racists, and Stalinists, and theocrats, but those are titles that must be earned! You must have the resume! Not being able to distinguish between real racists and Tea Party-ers, or real bigots and Juan Williams or Rick Sanchez is an insult--not only to those people, but to the racists themselves, who have put in the exhausting effort it takes to hate. Just as the inability to distinguish terrorists from Muslims makes us less safe, not more.

Wow. How I loved this. "Those are titles that must be earned." In one paragraph he explained why things like the NY mosque and all this painting of Muslims with one broad brush is so wrong. It also gives respect to those rational Tea Party-ers who are not witches or people who don't believe the Constitution mentions separation of church and state, or whatever weird things are being reported by the nutcase fringe of the Tea Party, most of whom I am sure are well-meaning, well-intentioned, intelligent people. And yet we don't get the chance to get to know those guys because it's the nutcases that make entertaining news. On both sides.

During the Obama-McCain campaign I became a news junkie and I had such great respect for Keith Olbermann (and to lesser degree Chris Matthews) but I have lost so much of that now because they are carrying the banner for publicizing the nutcases. It used to be that when they had some sort of editorial comment to make, I listened and was moved. Now I roll my eyes and turn on the local news program. Olbermann lost me with his eternal battle with Fox News, Bill O'Reilly and Roger Ailes. He has a program of his own, an axe to grind, and the power to take his own program hostage if he wants to prove that he has more watchers than O'Reilly. I loved the Rachel Maddow show where she talked about ratings and showed that the fishing channel had significantly more viewers than either Olbermann or O'Reilly, but that neither of them mentions that fact.

The press is our immune system. If it overreacts to everything, we actually get sicker--and, perhaps, eczema. And yet... I feel good. Strangely, calmly, good. Because the image of Americans that is reflected back to us by our political and media process is false. It is us, through a funhouse mirror--and not the good kind that makes you look slim in the waist, and maybe taller, but the kind where you have a giant forehead, and an ass shaped like a month-old pumpkin, and one eyeball.

So why would we work together? Why would you reach across the aisle, to a pumpkin-assed forehead eyeball monster? If the picture of us were true, of course our inability to solve problems would actually be quite sane and reasonable--why would you work with Marxists actively subverting our Constitution, and homophobes who see no one's humanity but their own?

We hear every damned day about how fragile our country is, on the brink of catastrophe, torn by polarizing hate, and how it's a shame that we can't work together to get things done. The truth is, we do! We work together to get things done every damned day! The only place we don't is here (in Washington) or on cable TV!

I loved this too. About how the only place where people don't cooperate is in Washington. Stewart made a gesture toward the capitol when he made this statement.

But Americans don't live here, or on cable TV. Where we live, our values and principles form the foundation that sustains us while we get things done--not the barriers that prevent us from getting things done.

Most Americans don't live their lives solely as Democrats, Republicans, liberals or conservatives. Americans live their lives more as people that are just a little bit late for something they have to do. Often something they do not want to do! But they do it. Impossible things, every day, that are only made possible through the little, reasonable compromises we all make.

(Points to video screen, showing video of cars in traffic.) Look on the screen. This is where we are, this is who we are. These cars. That's a schoolteacher who probably think his taxes are too high, he's going to work. There's another car, a woman with two small kids, can't really think about anything else right now... A lady's in the NRA, loves Oprah. There's another car, an investment banker, gay, also likes Oprah. Another car's a Latino carpenter; another car, a fundamentalist vacuum salesman. Atheist obstetrician. Mormon Jay-Z fan.

But this is us. Every one of the cars that you see is filled with individuals of strong belief, and principles they hold dear--often principles and beliefs in direct opposition to their fellow travelers'. And yet, these millions of cars must somehow find a way to squeeze, one by one, into a mile-long, 30-foot-wide tunnel, carved underneath a mighty river.

And they do it, concession by concession: you go, then I'll go. You go, then I'll go. You go, then I'll go. 'Oh my God--is that an NRA sticker on your car?' 'Is that an Obama sticker on your car?' It's okay--you go, then I go.

And sure, at some point, there will be a selfish jerk who zips up the shoulder, and cuts in at the last minute. But that individual is rare, and he is scorned, and he is not hired as an analyst!

I thought the traffic analogy (with visual demonstration) was brilliant. Watching all those cars zipping together from four lanes to one, every other car letting one in ahead of him/her. We everyday Americans make compromises and work together every day. We put aside differences for the greater good. And, as he says, the only place this seems not to happen is in the houses of Congress, while we everyday Americans sit and wait for important decisions to be made that affect our health, our ability to find a place to live, the education of our children, and every important aspect of our lives and the lives of people with whose governments we are at war, which our representatives are too stubborn and pig-headed to even try to come to any kind of compromise about.

Because we know, instinctively, as a people, that if we are to get through the darkness and back into the light, we have to work together. And the truth is there will always be darkness, and sometimes the light at the end of the tunnel isn't the promised land.

Sometimes, it's just New Jersey.

So the Dick Armeys and the other pundits of the country can snicker and minimize the effect of this rally, but if they'd stop snickering and listen for a couple of minutes, maybe they would start thinking about what the people in this country want ... and it's not what we are being manipulated by special interests spending gazillions of dollars into believing is good for us.

Sunday, October 31, 2010

I Wasn't There

There was a happening in Washington, D.C. today too...but I missed it. My friend Lynn Schimmel (from the days when I worked at Women's Health) was there and from the look of her photo, it seems she got pretty close to the stage.

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Shelly and Ellen were there too, but I don't know how close they got...this was a rare news event where they were not interviewed or photographed!

Blogger Joe.My.God was there, sort of, but apparently the metro was such a nightmare...

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...that his group had to walk "miles" (possibly an exaggeration) and were so far from the Jumbotrons that they missed most of what was going on on stage. So he missed this amazing closing speech by Jon Stewart. I was so moved by it that I watched it with tears streaming down my face.

I hope everyone will spend the 12 minutes it takes to watch it. What does it say about our country that our most eloquent speakers are found on Comedy Central.

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"Borrowed" from The Huffington Post

Will Rogers would be so proud.