The Winter of Our "Disengagement"
19 January 2006
Hello again,
Hope all have settled into the New Year, and that things are moving along smoothly. Before we know it, we'll be swapping valentines.
I've warned readers many times, so here we go again with one of my favorite subjects:" Where does the time go?" But really, another year has just passed us by, so please bear with me--again.
Recently, while surfing the Web, came across notices of the passing of some of the "big names" from the 60's and 70's. Nipsey Russell, The Poet of Day Time & Prime Time TV died this past October at the age of 80. Nipsey, a fellow Libra, was one of my absolute favorites as a kid--even named one of my cats after this illustrious poet. The thing that I really admired about Nipsey was the fact that he was a Black (the politically correct term at the time) comedian who didn't make a big deal of the fact that he was Black. He never tried to cover it up, or gloss it over; being Black was just a given--part of who Nipsey was. He simply presented us with Nipsey, the funny poet who could point out everyone's foibles and make us laugh at ourselves as well as at him--true Libra charm. Wherever Nipsey is now, he's showing 'em how to lighten up--see things as they are but don't be afraid to share your thoughts and have a good laugh.
Another funny man also changed his address permanently in early December. Richard Pryor, the bold, gregarious, and totally irreverent Sagittarian flagrantly broke every convention of stand-up censorship in the early 70's. Even some of us liberal, progressive co-eds felt that he was a bit too vulgar, explicit was the term we used. For a long time, I found in strange that Richard had had a religious upbringing--at least as far as beliefs were concerned. But hey, Sagittarius is the sign of expansion, breaking boundaries; and he certainly did that! Yet, how many folks knew that Richard was an animal lover? When I heard of his passing, took a look at his official web site, and there it was--a PayPal for animal welfare contributions. I've decided that inside this rebel was a real moral spirit that just had to learn some things the hard way while flagrantly flinging back at us things we said among ourselves when we thought no one was listening--at least parents or profs. Wherever Richard is now, I'm sure he's letting 'em have it, but for sure they've made him clean up his act.
And yet again, I'm aware of how long it's really been, that we Boomers are now witnessing the passing of the "Big Guys" from our era, and approaching our own Winter. Wonder what the Bloggers will write about us?
Onward an Upward,
~Paula
Hello again,
Hope all have settled into the New Year, and that things are moving along smoothly. Before we know it, we'll be swapping valentines.
I've warned readers many times, so here we go again with one of my favorite subjects:" Where does the time go?" But really, another year has just passed us by, so please bear with me--again.
Recently, while surfing the Web, came across notices of the passing of some of the "big names" from the 60's and 70's. Nipsey Russell, The Poet of Day Time & Prime Time TV died this past October at the age of 80. Nipsey, a fellow Libra, was one of my absolute favorites as a kid--even named one of my cats after this illustrious poet. The thing that I really admired about Nipsey was the fact that he was a Black (the politically correct term at the time) comedian who didn't make a big deal of the fact that he was Black. He never tried to cover it up, or gloss it over; being Black was just a given--part of who Nipsey was. He simply presented us with Nipsey, the funny poet who could point out everyone's foibles and make us laugh at ourselves as well as at him--true Libra charm. Wherever Nipsey is now, he's showing 'em how to lighten up--see things as they are but don't be afraid to share your thoughts and have a good laugh.
Another funny man also changed his address permanently in early December. Richard Pryor, the bold, gregarious, and totally irreverent Sagittarian flagrantly broke every convention of stand-up censorship in the early 70's. Even some of us liberal, progressive co-eds felt that he was a bit too vulgar, explicit was the term we used. For a long time, I found in strange that Richard had had a religious upbringing--at least as far as beliefs were concerned. But hey, Sagittarius is the sign of expansion, breaking boundaries; and he certainly did that! Yet, how many folks knew that Richard was an animal lover? When I heard of his passing, took a look at his official web site, and there it was--a PayPal for animal welfare contributions. I've decided that inside this rebel was a real moral spirit that just had to learn some things the hard way while flagrantly flinging back at us things we said among ourselves when we thought no one was listening--at least parents or profs. Wherever Richard is now, I'm sure he's letting 'em have it, but for sure they've made him clean up his act.
And yet again, I'm aware of how long it's really been, that we Boomers are now witnessing the passing of the "Big Guys" from our era, and approaching our own Winter. Wonder what the Bloggers will write about us?
Onward an Upward,
~Paula
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