We could try to reason, but you might think it treason. The Band, We Can Talk About It Now, from the album Music From Big Pink
The above is one of my favorite songs from one of my favorite albums, by one of my favorite bands. It comes to mind because, for a brief while, I have the Senate hearings on the Supreme Court nominee's confirmation on the TV. Not for long, I can assure you. Seemongly, we can no longer talk about it and many do think that all attempts to reason are treason.
I am not commenting on the Nominee. He seems to be a cookie cutter model of all the rest of the Nominees. Probably a nice gut, bright enough but not brilliant and definitely not a creative thinker. In short, competent, but dull. I really do not care if he is confirmed or not.
My problem is with the state of dialogue in this Nation. So far, all I have heard in this hearing is a lot of statements. Each side is making statements, but they are talking at each other. There is no give and tale, no reasoning.
Since the writings of Plato and his recreation of Socrates' dialogues, verbal give and take gas been the basis of reasoning in Western Civilization. That seems to be gone now. A society cannot function without such conversation without becoming a dictatorship. We are a democratic republic and cannot survive as such without talking to each other and engage in give and take, reasoning together.
So far, no and this seems to have become the norm. There are some others voicing opinions, but they are in the gallery screaming incoherently..
To some, this hearing is important and they are getting a sham hearing, and that is all there will be until we learn to talk about things and to reason again. I do not think that day is soon to come.
But, it is a good day, mild and pleasant and I feel pretty well. My advice is to ignore the whole mass of lunacy and have some fun. Blessings to all of you.
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Tuesday, September 4, 2018
Sunday, March 13, 2016
American Honorary Citizens
America should be able to name honorary citizens, people who live in nearby
countries but have contributed so much to our Nation. I would like to nominate
5 such people, 1 painter and 5 musicians.
First, from Mexico, Diego Rivera. Rivera was a painter who portrayed the
people, the workers, farmers, musicians, shopkeepers, soldiers and just about
everyone in his Native land. His work is colorful and seems to me deceptively
simple. There is none of the lushness and texture of the great European masters
and that is more than fine, it is perfect for his subjects. In his simplicity,
in his use of color, he captures the heart of these wonderful people. He often
worked on murals, elaborate scenes of life, often joyous, sometime not so much,
but always capturing the essence of a people who have, throughout our history,
contributed much to American life.
Second, Joni Mitchell. She took the whole singer-songwriter thing out of
the hands of men and gave voice to women. Keep in mind, when she started in
folk music , men dominated, Dylan, Phil Ochs, Dave van Ronk, Ramblin' Jack
Eliot. But, she was there, writing and singing. Yes, there was Joan Baez but
she was stuck in traditional music. As the acid days of pop music died down,
again men dominated, Jackson Browne, James Taylor, and the rest of the angst
driven writers of confessional songs. Joni was still there. Then, as pop music
grew more sophisticate, adding complexity taken from jazz, think Steely Dan,
she was there, turning out albims like Court and Spark, Hejira, and Don Juan's
Reckless Daughter. She, while producing fine music, opened doors for many female
writers and singers and gave men a glimpse into the workings of an intelligent,
artistic female mind. She has been in poor health of late, so please give some
thought and recognition to this genius.
Third, Neil Young. This Canadian has
been around for what seems like eternity. I first heard of him with Buffalo
Springfield, then with CSNY and on his solos work. He is a quirky artist, my
favorite kind, and a kind we are sorely lacking in this day's pop music. His
voice is an aquired taste, his lyrics are often obscure to the point of being
downright indeciferable and his guitar playing is, at best idiosyncratic, but,
it works and his material has always been fascinating, in a very odd way. I
like odd.
Fourth, and more conventionally, Gordon Lightfoot. This Canadian has
produced a long stream of radio friendly folk/pop hits and deservedly so, The
music is rich and his voice richer, sort of like the best of moonshine (those
who have tasted properly made corn whiskey will understand immediately. Those who haven't, well, sorry, it is
wonderful and, with the passing of the old makers, probably gone forever). I do
not think that enough attention has been given to his songs. His lyrics are
simple, as are his subjects, and therein lies their eloquence. When you write of
people as they are, the good and the bad, there is no need of frills. The
simpler the better is often true and his portraits of sailors and drinkers, of dreamers and lovers, of young ramblers and the old folks at home, are
wonderful, especially when set, as he often does, in pictures of the natural
world and the city that are breathtaking in their simple beauty. Sometimes, most
often in fact, the best thing is storytelling. Set location, create character
and let the story roll out and your work will be filled with a richness that
far outstrips the pretentions of many artists. His Sundown album is a lovely, understated masterpiece.
Fifth and Sixth are 2 more Canadien musicians, Robbie Robertson and Garth
Hudson fron The Band. If you don't know The Band, they were at one time Dylan's
backup band. They went on to be one of the biggest rock bands of the late 60s
and 70s. Why I call the rock, I am not sure. They sure could rock and they
could play the blues, but their real brilliance was in the way they created
something unique and new by blending all of American music into a kind of gumbo
of sound. Like a good gumbo, it was delicious, a blend of folk, blues, rock and
roll, ragtime, all with lyrics that celebrated America, the happy and the sad.
What is more amazing is that they did this at a time when America was in a
dark, destructive frame of mind. These guys, 1 American and 4 Canadians,
reminded us of our heritage and celebrated that heritage. Robertson and Hudson
are the only ones of them left and their contribution to Amercia, their sheer
joy in this Land, should be remembered.
Rivera passed on long ago, but the others are still here and I truly
believe that they are worthy of being recognized as honorary citizens. If you
have others, please comment.
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