wide world. in a web.
I knew it would be bad, but who’d thought it would feel this terrible?
One thing I know is this:
After the jokes, and even as we trigger back into all our various kinds of respect, you can’t help but feel that something else really terrible has happened, more than just his death.
The question is: what?
More later. For now it’s just the sad (and the smiles and the dancing and the listening!)
In the meantime, a nice clippy thing below:
Of interest from January 25th through January 27th:
Whether you think that Obama might deliver us into the promised land, or you’re a tad suspicious that he might just be (gasp!) another president– you know you want an Obama action figure!
Something to shake when Guantanamo isn’t closed in a year. Someone to eyeball when we are still in Iraq in 2011…
Or, maybe, it can be one of those random things that get passed down. An heirloom…
You haven’t read Push? Read it now
Director Lee Daniels’ adaptation of Sapphire’s critically acclaimed novel, Push,
Daniels also produced Monster’s Ball, which means he was the first African American sole producer of an Academy Award–winning film. Read the rest of this entry »
Jimmy Wang has a produced a nice little video over at The New York Times. It’s on the underground hip-hop movement in China. According to wikipedia, “The Chinese term for rap is shuōchàng (Simplified Chinese: 说唱; literally “narrative,” actually the name of a traditional genre of narrative singing.”
I can’t post the video on $3.60, but click here to watch.
Graham Smith over at The Mail Online asks if “Post-inauguration euphoria sweeping America could result in an Obama baby boom.”
Well, I must say– that tux, that song: talk about bringin’ sexy back to the white house!
(Okay, I’m pretty sure the “back” part is an overstatement! Still, don’t tell me some babies didn’t almost get made up in your house.)
Here is a video of the first dance, with Barack Obama’s “I’m gonna hide my nervousness by trying to be suave” intro, and Beyonce’s rendition of Etta James’ “At Last.”
“First of all… how good lookin’ is my wife?” Hmmm-hmm:
According to the AP, out of Dallas, Texas, a
… high school girls basketball team on the winning end of a 100-0 game has a case of blowout remorse. Now officials from The Covenant School say they are trying to do the right thing by seeking a forfeit and apologizing for the margin of victory.
Clearly ahead, it was 59-0 at halftime, the winners beat rival Dallas Academy in what the losing coach Jeremy Civello described as an ongoing “layup drill,” running the ball with full-court presses and three point shots. Read the rest of this entry »
I’m sure there is even more to say, but one Sundance hype film this year is Chris Rock’s documentary Good Hair. This story nicely segues with my previous post about identity and visual role models. (Okay, it was actually about Obama daughter dolls, but really).
According to Rock’s publicity:
When Chris Rock’s daughter, Lola, came up to him crying and asked, “Daddy, how come I don’t have good hair?” the bewildered comic committed himself to search the ends of the earth and the depths of black culture to find out who had put that question into his little girl’s head!
I have sneaking suspicion Rock knows, but I’m interested in seeing the film anyway!
Bellasugar has a nice definition of good hair, just in case you were wondering.
Here are some articles that have recently caught my eye, mainly having to do with this case in England of a man who killed his wife after seeing that she had changed her status from “married” to “single.”
Meanwhile, the Pope has also weighed in on the whole facebook thing, essentially saying that it’s all pretty cool (really, that’s what he said!), but that we best be careful, lest we obsesses, marginalize, and isolate others through our online socializing. In other words, lest it reproduce our less savory tactics in the tactile world.
Oh, and speaking of tactile:
He urges producers to ensure that the content respects human dignity and the “goodness and intimacy of human sexuality.”
That’s hot. Read the rest of this entry »
