“I simply do not feel it would be right for me under the present circumstances to accept a new contract with an Israeli company that does not publicly distance itself from apartheid and support the U.N.-stipulated rights of the Palestinian people,” Sally Rooney said.
Al Carmines was hired by Rev. Howard Moody in 1963 as an assistant minister at Judson Memorial Church. For Carmines theology and theater went together. Along with other innovators, he pushed current social agenda to the forefront of his Judson Poets’ Theater productions. To name a few: Song of Songs, The Faggot, In Circles. The one I remember is Christmas Rappings from 1969. It was the annual Judson Christmas show. Mary and Joseph were played by Essie Borden and Lee Guilliatt. They owned the roles. Lee Guilliatt died two days ago.
Lee Guilliatt in a 2019 production of Christmas Rappings
I had a glorious week in New Mexico. Before I flash my photos and drive you mad with envy, I want to honor Doctor Willie Parker. He is a physician who goes to Mississippi every month to perform abortions in the only available clinic. I quote him: “I was not of the age of accountability during the civil rights movement. I was not born into slavery. I was not born during the labor rebellions of the ’20s,” Parker said in a recent interview. ” I’m a women’s health provider. This is my time and this is my responsibility
Please read his book, “Life’s Work: A Moral Argument for Choice.”
I met him years ago when he spoke at Judson Memorial Church. He’s fun, amusing and serious about the right of abortion.
New Mexico: I attended a Women’s Fiction Writers Association annual retreat held in Albuquerque. Donald Maass gave stimulating talks for three days from 9 am to noon. Most people stayed at the hotel, Hotel Albuquerque at Old Town. Fortunately, I stayed nearby with friends. They were beyond hospitable. I flew on jetBlue because it’s the only airline that has a direct stop to Albuquerque. Flight was fine – 4? 5? hours. What was not fine was that jetBlue lost my suitcase. My friends (bless them) drove me out to the airport several times to find a jetBlue employee. Nothing. One of my friends managed to get a real live person from jetBlue on the line who said there might be a suitcase at the jetBlue counter Thursday night at 9 pm. Once again, off we went to the airport. Found! End of story but not the end of my gratitude to my friends. I got to know their adorable cats, fat, lovable twelve year old MaGee and mountain lioness, 2Too. We talked, ate and drank into the late hours reminiscing about our first meeting, different adventures we shared in Portland, Or. Jersey City and NYC. Highlights included being invited to a nephew’s birthday and meeting a delightful family and having a delicious New Mexican meal. We had a fabulous lunch in Santa Fe with my buddy, James and then back to NYC on a jetBlue Red Eye.
Most Sundays I look out of my Stuyvesant Town window and see seven or eight white tents. Under each tent a merchant is setting up a fruit or bread or flower or meat or fish stand. It opens at 9:30 am and closes around 4 pm. It’s the place to meet and greet, buy fresh, farm produce and enjoy the Oval – that’s Stuyvesant Town’s grassy area decked with Adirondack chairs and a fountain.
Ted Dawson leads a Judson Memorial Church group that is determined to have Jean returned to his home, the U. S. A. The following is a quote from the Judson team. “Secretary Alejandro Mayorkas of the Department of Homeland Security has a pending request on his desk to grant Jean a humanitarian pardon. Please consider writing an email ASAP to Secretary Mayorkas asking him to grant this pardon for Jean and to finally reunite Jean with his family.”
Just as we did when we reached out to all our contacts in Virginia, we can do this too!
We went to the International Center of Photography at 79 Essex Street. The Center had moved into a snazzy, three story building. I appreciated the sleek building if not most of the photography. There were a few exceptions. The photograph of the African American woman looking out the car window is wonderful. Either this was an impromptu shot or she’s a fine actor. I apologize for not knowing the photographer’s name who shot the picture.
Then it was on to the Essex Market across the street. From open air push cart venders to the 1940’s Essex Market to this wonderful, colorful array of food from all over the world. Downstairs, we had lunch at Veselka’s. Delicious pierogues followed by yummy pancakes.
There’s a new puppet exhibit. Head to the second floor and immerse yourself in childhood memories. One complaint: no Kuckla, Fran and Ollie but there is Howdy Doody.
To quote from the cultural information billboards: The Lion King and Avenue Q are recent examples of puppets on stage. The Metropolitan Opera is indebted to puppets: Madame Butterfly, The Magic Flute, Satyagraha. Puppets are used to celebrate different ethnic holidays: the rip-roaring Chinese dragons on Lunar New Years, scary puppets at the West Village Halloween Parade and puppet barons for the Macy Special on Thanksgiving.
A founder of the Halloween parade, Ralph Lee, a puppeteer whose work was featured in the 1973 parade, is honored.
I associate the word gout with cartoons of well fed gents sitting in English clubs with one leg resting on a foot stool. According to Doctor Google It’s a painful form of arthritis. When your body has extra uric acid sharp pain may form in the big toe or other joints.
I have joined the gout club. After hobbling around for a week, submerging my big right foot toe in icy water, and elevating it to no avail, I consulted a doctor. Did I want a needle or pills? We started with the needle, switched to pills. I was given a stern talk on what not to eat: the usual (delicious) culprits: booze, red meat, sea food, anchovies (Huh?)
A few surprises: Cherries, diary, coffee, water, bananas, citrus fruit are good for gout sufferers.
Scallops, peaches, apples should be avoided.
You are not alone. Some famous gout sufferers: Henry VIII, Benjamin Franklin, Sir Issac Newton. What? No women?
I’ve been reading about Hitler. John Lukacs wrote a fine book comparing him and Churchill. Lukacs claimed that Hitler and Mussolini were revolutionaries and Churchill was a conservative. He examines why Mussolini was initially admired by Churchill and why many Germans and Austrians supported Hitler.
Governor Cuomo thinks he owns the governorship. He doesn’t. It’s a rental. His confidence and political smarts have made many New Yorkers like me turn a blind eye to his behavior. Has he groomed a successor? Of course not. Dictators don’t. After he leaves office, he can take pride in the mistakes his successor makes.
Who succeeds him? The Lieutenant Governor of New York, Kathy Hochul.
Elizabeth Herwood, Paris deserves credit for these photos.