Posts Tagged ‘CNN’

Martha Southgate author of “The Taste of Salt” was complaining about the movie “The Maid” on CNN.   Then, on comes one of the actresses and says something like, that she had to debate doing the movie because she had trouble with doing a part (that of the maid in 2011), that being a maid is demeaning.

Now, don’t shoot me if I misunderstood because far be it for me to get anything wrong and run with it, but I’m not about to stop now.


Is being a ditch digger demeaning?  Is it more demeaning to be a lawyer than a doctor or a babysitter than a waitress?

Were these maids possibly treated in a demeaning manner?  HELL YES!

But, were they also doing an honest day’s work for less than an honest days wage to feed their families?  HELL YES!!

No matter what society you live in, you do the best you can with what you are given.

I grew up in the 50s, in a household that did not believe that women should go to college.  Women  were to be taken care of, (all the while they are cleaning the toilets, that  is.)  Did I finally get my butt through  college?  Yes, I did.  Did I pick the best vocation for the    money?  Well, no!

I started off in pre-law.   Made straight A’s and thought about doing something, other than being a  lawyer in this vein.  Then, I got a  divorce and needed to work to support my girls.  So, I became a legal secretary.   It was there, I was good at it and it was a wage.  I never once thought about it being demeaning  to be a secretary rather than a lawyer.

I have, however, been treated in a VERY demeaning manner by bosses, and then I have had other bosses who treated me like family.

In the end, I’m an artist and there is definitely a reason  why they call it us “Starving artists.”   I have my hand in about five separate ways to
make a living.  I get $200 here and $20 there.  I don’t care if I paint toilets,      there is nothing about working any job that is demeaning.

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I am a big fan of murder mysteries, so it stands to reason that I would like Law & Order, and now Criminal Minds.  Sometimes you just have to get away from crime.  CNN is the answer in relation to the world now, but if I hear one more reference to the budget, I may have to shoot my screen.  So, for frivolity and the study of the totally warped human mind, I go for “Say ‘Yes’ to the Dress.”  I have no idea why I like it, and I often watch it covertly, so that no one in the house knows I watch it.

In fairness to me, I have been the object of comedy at my endless viewing of the Harry Potter Videos.  I try to turn the sound up and down, as they have a lot of very loud spots and then just talking.  I apologized to the youngest the other night if it woke him up, but he said that no, he liked to hear it as then he could mimic which spot I was currently in with the series.  This goes along with the false voices they ‘do.’  It also made me feel better that I was not irritating the rest of the family, but a source of comedy.  If I watch other movies, I WATCH them.  With Harry Potter, it just lulls me to sleep because, let’s face it, I think I have them memorized.

What would irritate them, besides my bridal gown fetish now, is the two times I have tried to watch things like “Beauty Queen Babies” or “Miniature Dancing Divas.”  I could only take ten and five minutes of each respectively and, OKAY, I cannot remember titles, but you get the picture.  Actually, it should be “Diva who could no more do a dance step than an acrobat one.”  I mean, that woman needs an assistant to demonstrate those moves.

What she also needs is a lesson in positive reinforcement.  She reminds me of one of those coaches who makes football players workout in full uniform in 110 degree weather, until they pass out dead.  These are little kids.  If your kid is that serious about dancing, find a teacher who does not take it into war drills, but who teaches it seriously and in a classy manner.  I applaud those mothers, and I don’t applaud them for much, but I do applaud them for standing up and telling her that those costumes were trashy and the dance was worse.

And, if my kids teacher turned around and said something about children never listening to parents because they don’t know … or whatever it was she said, I would go down to the floor, take my kid by the hand be out of there, and never return.

Which brings me to the wonderful mother on the show about babies in beauty pageants, who did say, at the end of the $10,000 award pageant show, that her daughter was going home and not taking part ever again because she wanted to teach her better values and that she had worth.

Don’t even get me started on “Ice loves Cocoa.”

I really need to go back to reading books.

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It may seem as though, with cell phones, CNN, FaceBook, MySpace and Twitter that we are more connected than we ever were.  But, we are really just more connected with a small group of people and less connected with our own world.

It always makes me feel sad to be in a restaurant and see a parent spending quality time with their child by spending the whole meal, talking on the cell phone while their child sits there alone, eating their own lunch with no one to talk to. 

People, if you are going to take your child to lunch, I do not care if they are five or twenty-five, turn the phone off and get to know them.  You can return the call when the meal is over, but you only have a short time to connect with your child.  You cannot go home and yell at them for something you feel they should not have done, if you cannot take time to get to know who they are.

I shall step down off my soapbox now and get back to updating my website. 

Thank you!

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“My T.  My T.” is now “My CNN.  My CNN.”


We would lay JRock down for a nap, when he was under two, and immediately he pointed to the television, blurting out, “My T. My T. My T.”  This meant he would only go to sleep if we put CMT on.  I should have known then, that when he was sixteen he would mysteriously develop a southern accent.


When I get up in the morning and right before I go to bed, I put on CNN.  It is not that it puts me to sleep.  I just have to know.  I think a lot of us have that after 9/11.  Please tell me it takes more than a pretty face « Wide Awake in Wonderland


Tuesday night, we were all locked onto it as the numbers climbed and the special affects took place.  Beside the declaration of the winner and the memorable acceptance speech, my favorite moment was when John King was asked exactly how John McCain could still win.  His look was priceless.


He had been changing the color of states all evening, in his Magic Board game of Risk, and now, just before the end, he is asked just how it could turn out different than inevitable.  He stared at her for, what seemed like a full minute.  That stare said, “No way.  There is no way.  Not going to happen.”  But, she wanted to know, so he had to figure it out. 


First, he refused to give McCain California, Oregon and Washington.  Then he started off at the eastern end of the board, explaining why McCain could just not win these four states because….  Then he said, “But, we’ll give him these anyway.”  It went thus across the board until every state, that did not have a return yet, was pink; except California, Oregon and Washington.  And, if I remember it right, even then he could not win and John King finally conceded Oregon.  I could be wrong on that though. 


The only thing that could have been better, was if she would have asked Jack Cafferty the same question, at that time.  I would have loved to have heard that answer.

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For many years, I woke up on Sunday morning and watched CBS News Sunday Morning with Charles Kuralt.  I had a secret envy crush on Mr. Kuralt; up to his bald head.  He was doing what I wanted to do; travel and meet fascinating people, and while he was not the one doing the photography, it was good, AND he featured artists.


I am an artist and, while my work is probably not unique enough (I aspire to do work half as good as Vermeer someday but have no pretensions toward avant-garde) nor wildly expensive enough, to be featured on Sunday Morning, I did write Mr. Kuralt once while I was on the road. 


I happened to be watching his show on a rear projection tv, which I had won by listening to a camping ground sales pitch and which was all of maybe 5” wide. One fellow took it seriously and showed up to the talk with a trailer to take his “rear projection tv” home on.  I took mine when I traveled, placing art across the west and living in my van for weeks at a time.  I would wake up in the back of the van on a Sunday morning, spend about fifteen minutes trying to position it, just so, and watch Mr. Kuralt before I drove off.  It was like spending an hour with an old friend.


He sent me a personal reply, short but sweet, and when I get my filing done (like in 2025), and I find where his letter is buried, I will post it.  I felt a loss for someone I admired when he died. Now, he would never knock on my door and interview me and I would never see him travel Appalachia again either. 


Then, came the time, after 9/11, when I woke up every morning, and obsessively turned on CNN.  I almost feared that something was going to happen and I wouldn’t be there; watching it live and in person. (I had been teaching the morning of 9/11 and received news about it from the department secretary.)


During that time, I was glued to Aaron Brown, who had the right mix of respect and compassion to handle the job.  He is a rather cute bloke too.


Then, there was the CNN morning team of Soledad O’Brien, Miles O’Brien and Jack Cafferty.  (Soldedad and Miles are cute, Cafferty is rather crusty – kind of Anthony Bourdain, in a suit. They (sans Bourdain) were the best team CNN has had and watching the Democratic Convention news and seeing Soledad O’Brien has reminded me how good she is and how much I miss that team as part of my morning.  Jack Cafferty’s talent is just so wasted on the little slot they have him in now.  Of course, he may be enjoying it and if you do not enjoy your job, life can really suck.


So, yes, I like to get my news fix every morning, and I get attached.  It’s an addiction like sugar and tv in general. I would like to drop all of them and find that cabin in the woods, maybe on top of a mountain, where I can get more work done; both writing and painting.


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