Showing posts with label America. Show all posts
Showing posts with label America. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 1, 2011

H2O Gate Blues


I really love this blues piece on Watergate, LBJ, J. Edgar Hoover, the slaughter of Attica, George Wallace, Kent State, Bobby Seale and Vietnam by Gil Scott-Heron.
I love that Scott-Heron mimics the sound of an old school telephone.  I love Scott-Heron's voice, which is perfectly for delivering poetry: with swagger but epic, enunciating every word like a news reader.
I love that he draws a parallel between Richard Nixon and two Shakespearean kinds, MacBeth and Richard III. 
There are so many great lines.  "The election was sabotaged by...trickery and greed."  "The water buggers in the Watergate buggers was no news."  "Spy movies with the same name and a cast of a thousand."  I love how Scott-Heron keeps asking "How blind, America?"  Indeed.

Monday, July 5, 2010

Patriotic Poets

Today I'm reading up on some poet biographies.  Given that it is the 4th of July holiday still, I thought I would concentrate on a couple of American poets.  Things I've learned so far:
-Phillis Wheatley was from what is approximately modern Senegal in West Africa.  
-Even though Wheatley was "discovered" as smart early on in her life, they still made her work.  She wrote poems about how she wished she could stop being a servant and live the life of an academic.
-Wheatley published broadsides, which, for those of you not totally obsessed with the literary world, is a poster version of a poem, usually printed so that the words are indented into the page, so you can "feel" the word.  Broadsides are sort of a lost art in our culture, but I can assure you they're really cool.  
-Wheatley had asthma.  I honestly wasn't even sure people back then knew what it was. 
-When most Americans wouldn't publish Wheatley's work, she turned to a publisher in London. 
-Wheatley got to meet other famous people, including Benjamin Franklin and George Washington. 
-A lot of Wheatley's poems were written in couplets, including iambic pentameter (that's what much of Shakespeare is in) and heroic (which is the form favored by epics.)  This indicates to me that she must have been educated in the classics.  She also wrote about death, which everyone knows is a favored topic of poets. 
-Many British readers were uncomfortable with Wheatley's slave status.  They often criticized her "family" and owners for keeping her in slavery.  However, as a house slave, she got to avoid many of the worst aspects of slavery or the tough life of being a free slave in an overtly racist country. 
-Her husband was John Peters, who was a free black.  He may have been a lawyer.  Since he was ambitious, a lot of white Americans hated him. 
-"Refugee" slaves were slaves that were considered too sickly to work on things like sugar plantations in the Caribbean, so they were sold off as house servants in other parts of the world, including New England. 
-Walt Whitman's father was a admirer and friend of Thomas Paine.   
-Whitman was part of the first generation of American children. 
-Whitman's brothers and sisters were given patriotic names, including Andrew Jackson, George Washington and Thomas Jefferson. 
-As a child, Whitman was apparently picked out of a crowd by the Marquis de Lafayette (who was instrumental in providing French support during the Revolution.) and carried young Whitman on his back. 
-Whitman's relationship with his father was imperfect; he respected him but they were never close.  There is some indication that his father may have been an alcoholic.  Whitman had a close relationship with his mother. 
-Like Shakespeare, Whitman didn't have a lot of formal schooling.  He spent six years in a public school in Brooklyn, and at around twelve began working. Whitman continued his education by spending time renting books from a library. 
-Whitman liked Sir Walter Scott and James Fenimore Cooper.  He liked Shakespeare's Richard III, which I also love. 
-Whitman was not just a writer but a publisher, beginning with become an apprentice printer as a young man, at around twelve or thirteen. 

Monday, May 24, 2010

The End of Lost

So, all of my good friends probably remember that I'm a huge fan of Lost.  And, if you were in America last night, you probably heard that it ended last night. 
I was not happy with the conclusion of the show.  Nope.
But the good news is this: there's fanfiction.  And if there's anything I'm really good at, it's writing about nerdy things. 
So my plans for my fanfic is to pretend like the finale never happened and just write about Jack, Kate and Sawyer being the guardians of the island as an adorable threesome, because as most of you already know, I am pro-poly.  And I'm sick of reading about monogamous relationships.
I'm trying to come up with a good bad guy.  Charles Widmore is dead, so that's out.  Maybe someone from the Dharma Initiative?  Maybe just keep the SmokeNess Monster around as the bad guy?  Hmmm...
I think I'm going to bring Clementine to the island though.  Might be interesting.  Eventually, I plan on various orphaned children coming to live on the island with the guardians, since who the heck can take care of Ji-Yeon?  Cue Sawyer: "When did we start running an orphanage?"
Yeah, yeah, Lost is over.  Whatever.  I got to write a better coda for this thing, since the writers can't.