Bigotry and Burritos.


 

Excerpt from an email sent to me concerning the anti-gay marriage Propostion #8:

“Marjorie Christofferson, the owner of el coyote, apparently is a donor to “yes on prop 8”. (See link below to la times site listing all donors in our zip for and against prop 8. The site lists Marjorie and lists her business as el coyote).

http://www.latimes.com/news/local/la-metro-prop-8%2C0%2C2463893.htmlstory?appSession=63547368254530

It is one thing to donate and vote against our rights (that is an individual choice). But it is quite another to do so while taking our gay dollars each and every day. (Don’t bring me my chips and salsa and say “hi” with a fake smile while then using my money to stab me and my family in the back.)

We all know and love the staff of this restaurant. They are true friends and are wonderful members of our extended community. But I do not feel like we should be giving our money to el coyote so Marjorie can then take those dollars to fuel hate and deny our basic dignity.

In fact, I think we should make this point in a very LOUD way.

Details to follow… But in the meantime, spread the word that the owner of El Coyote is apparently NOT our friend. “

Me and Pastor Bob.


I was driving around LA today and happened to hit 107.5 FM. I never listen to this station, but there was a spellbinding voice on there that grabbed my attention.

“Persistence! You cannot give up. Just because something is hard doesn’t mean you give up. Harden your heart! Tell yourself that you won’t let any distraction, be it TV, magazines, the Internet…drive you from your goal. You want to give up? What are you going to be if you give up?”

I didn’t know it but I was listening to the voice of Pastor Bob.

He told other stories, about his son, who cried every time he had to take a swimming lesson. The kid stuck it out and now can swim.

Pastor Bob excoriated Americans who want to give their kids an easier time in life. How are these children going to be when they grow up and find that life is a struggle? Does that explain why so many kids are fat, because they are too lazy to exercise?

The Pastor kept talking about not taking the easy way out. Persistence, determination, working hard.

Was God talking to me about my unfinished screenplay? The one I haven’t worked on in six months because I don’t know if I can finish it and sell it?

I may have to give up my atheism and latent Judaism and become a devout Christian. If Pastor Bob can lead me into a better way of life, I may just consider following him on the road to Damascus.

Gas is Getting Cheaper…..


Galpin Ford
Galpin Ford

We are all driving less. It cost me about $15 to fill up my Honda in 2001. Today, my Mazda CX-7 takes about $50-60 to top off the tank. I know, I shouldn’t drive an SUV. But it was cheaper to lease a gas guzzler.

Sharply falling demand has caused gas prices to fall. There are more fuel efficient cars on the road and people are driving less.

But I wouldn’t count on this situation lasting. America is not the only nation on Earth lusting after the automobile. China and India are fast catching up.

We are going to pay more for gas in the coming years, even if we get a temporary price break.

One of my Favorite Photographers Dies.


Music photographer William Claxton dies at 80

LOS ANGELES (AP) — William Claxton, a celebrated photographer who worked with such entertainers as Bob Dylan and Frank Sinatra and who helped establish the organization that runs the Grammy Awards, has died. He was 80.

William Claxton
photo by: William Claxton

“Claxton died Saturday at Cedars Sinai Medical Center in Los Angeles of complications stemming from congestive heart failure, his son Christopher said.

He was best known for his soulful portraits of jazz artists such as Chet Baker, and he went on to photograph Dylan and other musicians such as Joni Mitchell and Tom Jones. His images graced the covers of numerous albums.

Claxton, a founding member of The Recording Academy, started his photography career in 1952 while a student at University of California, Los Angeles.

He also worked with Sinatra, Steve McQueen and Rebecca De Mornay, and his photographs regularly appeared in such magazines as Life, Paris Match and Vogue.

In the 1960s, Claxton collaborated with his wife, fashion model Peggy Moffitt, to create a collection of iconic images featuring Rudi Gernreich’s fashion designs.

A film he directed from that era, “Basic Black,” is considered by many to be the first “fashion video” and is now part of the collection of the Museum of Modern Art in New York.

Claxton also wrote 13 books and held dozens of exhibitions of his work around the world.

In 2003, he won the Lucie award for music photography at the International Photography Awards.

“He was a great photographer and a wonderful man who touched the lives of his friends through his generosity, charm and kindness,” said his publisher Benedikt Taschen, founder and owner of Taschen Publishing, in a statement. “Bill was very close to my heart and a pillar of our publishing house.”

Why Ordinary People Oppose the Bailout.



Why “Ordinary People” Oppose the Bailout

Those of us who do not have the great intellectual brainpower to understand the machinations of the financial world are merely using our common sense and intuition to assess the meltdown on Wall Street.

We have had many years of government and corporate praise for stock investments pounded into our head. There are 24/7 media broadcasts that do nothing but discuss money and markets. One bad day on Wall Street is bigger and more tragic than 50 people dying in an Al Queda attack. So naturally, we assume that there is some there there when thinking of the holy ghost of finance.

I don’t know what will happen if the US government refuses to buy the toxic assets of these financial firms. I only know that $700 billion might be used to build schools, finance small businesses, hire cops, teachers and firemen, insure all of us with health insurance, and possibly help pay for the planting of a million trees in Los Angeles. All of these improvements would improve my life a lot more than making sure that someone on Park Avenue in New York does not have trouble selling his $10 million dollar apartment.

If property values fall, yes it hurts me, but how many were hurt when the Fed and banks encouraged an orgy of speculation that made Van Nuys and Pacoima homes worth $600,000 back in 2004?

And what precedent are we creating, as a nation, by allowing risk to always have a safety net underneath it so that the US Treasury can invariably bail out any future enormous failure of judgment?

And how do we know, despite what the “experts” tell us, that we are on our way to a depression unless we underwrite this sickeningly expensive waste of tax dollars? The great economic minds of the nation had not predicted our current dilemma so how do they know we are headed for another Great Depression?

This situation is pitting the victims (anyone not rich or powerful) against the few rich who are demanding that the USA somehow insures not that capital flows, but that the casino of stock speculation continues to thrive.

There is something lowdown, dishonest and crooked about the $700 billion dollar rescue and no amount of intellectual illogic can convince me otherwise.

A City Modified.



Abruptly, I was pulled out of Los Angeles on May 9th of this year and spent the whole summer back in NJ and did not return here until August 23rd.

My father is disabled, my mom was taking care of him, and then she fell and broke her hip. I flew back to NJ to assist them in selling their home, and taking care of their needs.

When I came back to LA, the city that defines itself by its driving, had partially redefined itself. No longer was everyone driving and talking on the phone. The new hands-free law had put a (partial) end to it.

And along the speedways of the Valley, on Burbank, Oxnard and Victory, cars ARE driving slower. The drivers are trying to save gasoline, and also because cops are now pulling more speeders over and writing tickets. I was given one, for running a red light, and that $400 experience taught me to watch myself more carefully behind the wheel.

The economic downturn and loss of housing values seems to have emptied out the stores and restaurants. There was abundant courtesy at the Home Depot in North Hollywood yesterday. Everyone was so helpful.

Stores are having sales, and I’ve gotten coupons from Macy’s, Bloomingdales, Lucky Brand. Of course, I can’t afford to buy anything, because I too am looking for work.

You cannot just get into your car anymore and drive around cheaply. Every time I fill up my car, it’s another $50 or $60. I must think about using gas.

And supposedly crime is falling and the murder rate is the lowest it has been since 1967. Chief Bratton is sarcastic in his mockery of those academics who blame poverty for criminality. Bratton credits increased police targeting of gangs for the reduction in death and violence.

Van Nuys looks about the same.