There are no absolutes. No right and wrong. Haven't you learned anything working for the Powers? There are only choices.

Jasmine ,'Power Play'


Spike's Bitches 33: Weeping, crawling, blaming everybody else  

[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.


Connie Neil - Dec 04, 2006 9:31:07 am PST #4241 of 10004
brillig

Shot didn't hurt, but arm getting sore.

When it turns paisley, worry.


DavidS - Dec 04, 2006 9:31:53 am PST #4242 of 10004
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

I just heard from EM - her Dad is dying. Emmett doesn't really know his grandfather that well - he's in his nineties and been in decline for a while. But my ex FiL was an interesting guy and active participant in American history.

He grew up very poor and Irish in Philadelphia. His father abandoned their family, so his mother raised them. This was in the 1920s. His sister married a rich guy, and suddenly his world opened up. They lived out on Long Island in Gatsby-land, and as a young boy he would go to lawn parties where Gloria Swanson was in attendance (she kissed his cheek), and play tennis with various members of the Algonquin Roundtable.

He was sent to art school where he developed his draftsmanship - his drawings were beautiful and sensitive. While in art school in the 30s he became radicalized and joined the communist party. He moved to Manhattan and married a Jewish girl who was also in the Party and they had three children together - 2 boys and a youngest daughter. Then that marriage broke up, and he married EM's mother.

She was the second child from that marriage and the last of his progeny, but not the last child he would raise.

EM's parents were one of only two white families living in Bed Stuy in the sixties. They were very active in the civil rights movement. Her father was close friends with Paul Robeson - they were roommates for a while, and Robeson stood as his best man. EM's older sister had lullabies crooned to her by Paul Robeson. They also knew W.E.B. Dubois and we had one of his hand-me-down suitcases. When Martin Luther King, Jr. came through Brooklyn, EM (then a toddler) ran into his arms and got a kiss. EM attended the March on Washington as a very young child.

After EM's parents divorced her Dad remarried and helped raise two more kids.

He spent years volunteering as the art director of Freedomways, the leftist arts, culture and politics journal where peolple like Maya Angelou had some of their earliest work published. He was a linotype operator in the printer's union for thirty years. Excellent artist, fine cook, athletic (beat me at tennis when he was 81), a loving father, a rather roguish lover of the ladies.

I'll always remember sitting in his apartment watching an A's game with him and him telling me stories about watching the Philadelphia Athletics in the 20s. "Oh yeah, Al Simmons used to step in the bucket just your Mike Bordick there. Did you know Jimmie Foxx came up as a catcher before they moved him to first? My god, he was strong."

Emmett's full name is Emmett Jack Devine Smay, with the two middle names from his grandfather. Godspeed, Jack Devine.


Connie Neil - Dec 04, 2006 9:33:54 am PST #4243 of 10004
brillig

Robeson stood as his best man

Woah. And the rest of it, too.


amych - Dec 04, 2006 9:35:23 am PST #4244 of 10004
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?

I'm so sorry, {{{Hec, EM, and Emmett}}} - you've told me a bit about Jack before, and he struck me as a helluva character. I hope he has the easiest possible time.


Fred Pete - Dec 04, 2006 9:36:40 am PST #4245 of 10004
Ann, that's a ferret.

Sounds like he's lived a long, full life that made a difference.

Best wishes and sympathies.


Sean K - Dec 04, 2006 9:37:40 am PST #4246 of 10004
You can't leave me to my own devices; my devices are Nap and Eat. -Zenkitty

What an amazing man, David. What an amazing life. It sounds well lived. I wish none of us ever had to die (moreso lately), particularly the people I love and care about, and by extention the people they love and care about. I wish EM and her dad strength and peace. She's been through too much lately.


brenda m - Dec 04, 2006 9:41:08 am PST #4247 of 10004
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there

Wow. I'm glad you shared that, and I'm sorry the world's about to lose him.


sj - Dec 04, 2006 9:48:48 am PST #4248 of 10004
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

Poor, Em. Much ~ma to her.


Polter-Cow - Dec 04, 2006 9:54:57 am PST #4249 of 10004
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!

Yay, P-C!!!!! I love it when employers recognize the hard work of their employees.

I'm so baffled because I could totally work harder. Seriously. But in a sly bit of psychology, I am now motivated to work harder. Mostly.

P-C, don't make me link back to when you were working like 80 days straight without an actual permanant job offer! Hells yeah you deserve it. I'm happy that it was recognized!

Hey, I was recognized for that! I...got a free lunch! And lots of overtime pay.

I'm sorry about Emmett's grandfather, Hec.


SailAweigh - Dec 04, 2006 9:59:11 am PST #4250 of 10004
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

Hec, that was a beautiful remembrance of a remarkable man. So beautiful, it nearly made me cry at work. Don't do that to me! {{Hec, Emmett and EM}}