The Jungle

I recall my high school freshman English teacher telling me about "The Jungle".  She made the story sound so fascinating that I went to the library and pulled it out that very day. It was, without a doubt, the most incredibly depressing story I had EVER read.  It was a soap opera without escape, and the hardest thing about the story was that the issues were very real and still relevant.  I think that I was the only one to take the bait and get the book in my class, and I wrote a scathing book report about it.  My English teacher laughed at me and said that she expected to see me  standing in the center of a political rally in twenty years.  I didn't wait anywhere nearly that long. 

Going to school in Hyde Park, the one thing we all knew about was the fact that the Swift family lived there and had a mansion in Kenwood that is still the envy of . They were the most well known meat packers in the United States - when you hear the name Armour Swift Eckrich, think about the fact that food comes from Chicago, that's one reason why it's so good!  We used to pass by the Swift mansion when we had a lesson about the wealthy families of Hyde Park.

The Jungle is actually a pretty quick read because there is so much tragedy in it that you are turning the pages to see when something decent is going to happen.  There are some stretches that make you want to toss the book on the ground.  There is, however, something that keeps this book close to my heart at all times - the Food and Drug Administration.  Let me toss a quick "We missed you" out to the food inspection team that was off during the government shut down.

In The Jungle, a man is getting married in Chicago and begins working in various difficult jobs for people who speak little English and have little to no education. One of the jobs was working in the meat packing industry.  The story was written at the beginning of the previous century, and was met with extreme indignation by the establishment.  Upton Sinclair was so widely denounced, he must have felt like Clinton during his time in the White House.  Eventually, Sinclair's tome of a decadent world of capitalistic degradation and oppression caused the passage of laws that would lead to a safer food supply and better working conditions.

I encourage everyone to set aside a weekend and break out the old classic.  Some of you will become vegetarians if you never read this book before, but let me caution you that one of the most dangerous outbreaks of food poisoning recently was related to cantaloupe. Maybe we just need to concentrate on making sure all of the food is fit to eat.  I'd hate to see a world where we couldn't trust anything we put in our mouths - would you?

Don't You Quit!

Reluctantly, I went to see " Gravity" on opening weekend. 

I knew the movie had spectacular special effects and was very well received, but to be honest, I don't like movies where people are abandoned - it's too depressing.  Besides, what's going to happen in a movie where there is only one person against the world - I didn't want to go - but my cousins wanted to see it - so I went with the flow.

I must say that I am glad that I listened to them - "Gravity" is a thoroughly delightful movie, and I actually am recommending that everyone see it.  The movie has an incredible message that everyone, especially in this economy and especially young people - need to hear - it's not over 'til it's over. Don't be surprised if this movie wins "Best Picture"  I liked it that much.

In "Gravity"  Sandra Bullock is an acclaimed scientist trying to carry out an experiment in space. She's one of the best and brightest, everyone else on the crew is there to support her efforts.  The only thing is  - like being on earth, you have to deal with the situation you are in, no matter how smart you are - there's something out there that trumps you.  When I was at the Palmer House, the saying was    "Everyone has a boss.." and that's true.  For us, it was the hotel guest.  For Sandra Bullock, it was space.

In the movie, Sandra Bullock is extoling the virtues of being in the peace and quiet of space, while George Clooney blathers on endlessly about past hook-ups. He was really good in the movie, but his character was everything his public persona makes him out to be - calm, in control, analytic to the point of distraction - someone who took life in space for granted.  He had his own reason for being there, and his leadership is invaluable to the scientist.

Sandra spends her odyssey trying to control her environment, and ultimately, the fight becomes too much of a struggle as she realizes that this peace and quiet that she prized isn't all it's cracked up to be.  She also realizes a bit too late that she was really focused on doing the easy stuff well.  She sees that she doesn't really know what she is doing as she tries to survive - she doesn't even know how to pray.

The great thing about this movie is that it reminds you - or in some cases shows you, that you don't need to do anything special to pray - there aren't really any secret formulas you have to utilize - a  quick "Help a sister out" has always been effective for me.  When you think of something that had never occurred to you before - something that makes you say - "oh - is that going to work, I hadn't thought of that before" - that is generally your answer.  But whatever you do - don't ever quit! Don't keep doing the same stupid thing over and over again - it didn't work the first hundred times, and doing the same thing and expecting a different result is usually a sign of insanity.  Your answer may be just around the corner if you just center yourself and ask for what you want...


When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,

When the road you're trudging seems all uphill,

When the funds are low and the debts are high,

And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,

When care is pressing you down a bit-

Rest if you must, but don't you quit. Life is queer with its twists and turns,

As every one of us sometimes learns,

And many a fellow turns about

When he might have won had he stuck it out.

Don't give up though the pace seems slow -

You may succeed with another blow. Often the goal is nearer than

It seems to a faint and faltering man;

Often the struggler has given up

When he might have captured the victor's cup;

And he learned too late when the night came down,

How close he was to the golden crown. Success is failure turned inside out -

The silver tint in the clouds of doubt,

And you never can tell how close you are,

It might be near when it seems afar;

So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit -

It's when things seem worst that you must not quit.

Courtesy of "Don't You Quit", an inspirational poem

Football, baby, Football!!!

When this time of year comes along, my girlfriends are usually pouting and complaining about their men and their addiction to football. This is not an issue that I have, because I've been into football since Joe Namath said the Jets were going to win the Superbowl and he was literally the ONLY thing I saw on TV for the next week. When his prediction came true, he became the football icon of the decade. I don't understand why my friends don't learn more about football – I was bombarded with it, I wanted to see what all the excitement was. My father watches football all the time – most of my friends have at least one brother, a male cousin, a father, something – how do you miss learning about sports???

It's great for your dating life – most guys expect you to grouse and act bored while watching a football game with them. Want to blow their mind? Name the players, tell them what the play should be, and call the ref's call before he does! I've thrown a few brothers into apoplexy pulling that move. First question - “You know what it means to be “off sides” ?” Yeah, I do. Second question “Who taught you about football?” My father wasn't born a principal, you know. Being the girl who enjoys a good game places you on a whole new level.

In fact, my very first boyfiend played football from Pop Warner to the Canadian League to the Seattle Seahawks. We remained good friends forever. I was once watching him play with the Seahawks and they called his name on national TV. My family was so excited, we all called one another. The guy I was with was completely dumbfounded by this – “ You're still friends with this guy???” It was a long time ago, stop tripping.

When Sullivan High School was on its way to the Chicago Public League Championship back in the day, I went to the games if Kenwood wasn't playing. Sometimes, members of Kenwood's football team went to the games too. They went to see a good game, which I can understand. So, I walk into one game with my father, and one of the players asked me “You brought your father to the game?” Actually, my father was the principal of Sullivan at the time. We came to cheer on the troops. It was incredible when they played at Soldier's field, where the Chicago Bears play. Sullivan lost to St. Laurence, but at least they went! Kenwood, well, the less said about that, the better....

I wish Loyola had a football team. As it was, we had to go up to Northwestern when we wanted to see a game, and Northwestern never won a single game when we went out there, standing in the freezing cold at Dyche, which was a stone's throw from Lake Michigan, even closer than Soldier Field. Today, I'll watch Northwestern or U of I to get my college fix. It's mostly about the pros now, so it's all about the Bears, even when it doesn't go well.

I also went to two Superbowls, and I finally had a chance to meet Joe Namath in person and tell him how he brought the game to my attention. He was very nice, took a picture with me, hugged me, the whole bit. I also met Terry Bradshaw and Roger Staubach. It is, without a doubt, the WILDEST WEEKEND on earth. Everyone should go, at least once. But pace yourself, and don't plan on hitting the ground running as soon as you return. A little down time is a requirement.

Anyway, I encourage everyone to learn about football and stop fighing it. It's a great game, even if it is admittedly disgustingly brutal, frighteningly mean spirited, and can leave players with life long disabilities. The NFL is the most profitable sports league on earth, dwarfing basketball, and baseball. It's not going anywhere, so enjoy it.

Football Should Be Played on Real Grass

Robert Griffin III just injured his knee so seriously that he may not be able to return for the 2013/2014 season – that's tragic – it 's criminal in my mind. The man just started playing football – and now he has a major injury that may end his career prematurely. He might have to wait until the 2014/2015 season to return to work. Why? Because the television studios want to get a bright green background on their football fields rather than photograph the beauty of real grass????

Paint the grass green if need be – toss the uniforms and replace them after every game, don't sacrifice the player's limbs in the name of having a beautiful set. Does that make any sense? You can spray paint the lines, use vegetable dye on the field, and stencil a new logo on a grass field. Why would you play on anything else?

Professional athletes are asked to throw themselves on playing surfaces that are about as accommodating as a cement floor. If it were you, your child, your nephew, your friend – how would you feel about it? Isn't the point of OSHA to make sure everyone is working in a safe environment? When are they going to contact the NFL and ask them to straighten up! How painful it must be to have ten guys piled on top of you and your back is against an asphalt ground in a fiberglass helmet.

Think of all of the athletes whose careers could be saved if the players had been working on a surface that was meant for the sport? Are soccer players asked to play on hardwood? Are basketball players asked to play on ice? Are baseball players asked to play on gravel? What have football players done to be treated so disrespectfully? I urge the Football Players Union to take the initiative and fight for their players – no one makes money when the players can't play the game – let them play on real grass and save their legs and ankles!

The Book of Darlene

 

 

It's funny how things work out. I planned on going to see this movie on Friday evening because I wanted to see it at night before heading into the weekend. I always like to start the weekend with a good song on my mind. I wound up seeing “Lee Daniels' The Butler” and the song I was singing was “I'll Close My Eyes” and “Family Reunion”.

This movie is completely different – it's a documentary that deals with the background singers who go unsung, but lend the deep groove you hear in almost every song ever made. This film looks at the careers of Merry Clayton, Judith Hill, Lisa Fischer, and the most heralded background singer of all time – Darlene Love.

Merry Clayton is the one you hear wailing in the back of “Gimme Shelter” with the Rolling Stones, she also sang background on 'Bridge Over Troubled Water”, “It's In His Kiss” and “Southern Man”. She has a sound that you can't recreate with the best music machine. It's very unique.

Judith Hill is the background singer that worked with Michael Jackson on the “This is It” tour that never was. It's generally acknowledged that Judith was about to blow up with that tour, but fate had other plans for her. She's the one Michael tells “I gotta save my voice” in the movie.

Lisa Fischer is one background singer I actually had a chance to meet when she was here in Chicago singing back-up for Luther Van Dross. This was one of my first experiences working with a ticket broker, and I got tickets in the first row of his concert with a girlfriend and two guys we were dating at the time. I was hooked, I haven't been in the back since that day. It was like Luther was singing directly to me. My seat was right in front of his mic stand. Later that night Frances and I were at “The Limelight”, the hot night club of the time – it's called something else now. Luther comes in with his friend and we tell him how much we enjoyed the concert. He was very gracious, but it's clear that he was a little more concerned about unwinding after a night of hard work. The next day I'm at the Walgreen's on Chicago Avenue and Lisa Fischer was there getting some mascara with another backup singer. We recognize one another right away. They ask me how I got the seat in the front, and I asked them about their make-up and those fabulous gowns they wear in the show. They told me something that in years to come, I will hear again and again –their clothes were locked up after the show, and they didn't

 

get to wear the gowns anyplace but on stage. It took a while to understand the rationale behind that, but I get it now. Lisa got to sing lead on her own song, and it won a Grammy and was very popular – we all expected Lisa to become a superstar – she has as great a voice as Whitney Houston.

Now we come to one of the most infamous stories of career domination I am aware of – the story of Darlene Love. Darlene Love sang background on “Johnny Angel” Shelley Fabares hit song, “The Tracks of My Tears”, and “Poor Side of Town”. Darlene sang with a group called The Blossoms and they did back-up for Elvis, Dionne Warwick, The Beach Boys, and Tom Jones. Darlene finally gives her side of the story regarding how Phil Spector used her voice on songs that made The Crystals more famous. The Crystals were a famous girl group who did “Da Doo Ron Ron”. While The Crystals were on the road singing to their fans, their Producer, Phil Spector, was at home making new songs for the girls - and using Darlene's voice and refused to give her proper credit. It was a humiliating turn in Darlene's life. Darlene is actually the voice on “He's a Rebel” with the Blossoms. Following that was “He's Sure the Boy I Love”. Darlene didn't get her title on a song until “Today I Met the Boy I'm Going to Marry”, and Spector offered her $3,000 for total rights to the song.

She took it, and the song went gold, so she wound up getting robbed again. I used to listen to “Christmas (Baby Please Come Home)”, as a little kid at my grandmother's house because my aunt Elaine used to play it all the time. I've been a Darlene Love fan almost as long as I was a fan of the Supremes. It was sad to hear her talk about how she was taken advantage of. It was like reading that story about Florence Ballard in “Jet” magazine right before she died. No artist wants to see their work go unheralded, and you can feel her pain in this film.

Flash forward to the present day and Darlene Love is a regular guest on David Letterman, sings, acts, and is generally regarded as an icon. She's as big a star as any of the people she covered for in the sixties. She is still out there doing it, and the man who treated her with such disdain is in prison and will be for many years to come. I believe that with their talent that the other singers will get back what they lost, also.

“Avenge not yourselves, but rather give place unto wrath: for it is written, Vengeance is mine, I will repay, saith the Lord.” Romans 12:19

 

 

The Butler

I don't actually compare every movie I see to “The Godfather”. That would be pretty pitiful if I did, because what has a chance of meeting that measure of greatness?

But here's one thing (there are MANY) that make this a gold standard of movies – you got to know the family – and that helped you identify with them. That's what is missing from a lot of movies that are supposed to be family dramas – the relationship part is rushed – that's the only thing that I see that may hold “Lee Daniels' The Butler” back.

The story opens up as a tear jerker – a young boy whose family is torn asunder and he is displaced. There are many cash crops in this country – corn, wheat, sugar, rice – but is there any as closely associated with and murder as cotton? Cecil Gaines has more reasons than most to spend his life wearing polyester.

But the boy learns his lessons well and becomes the only thing that he has been taught to be – a butler to the Leaders of the Free World. One thing about it, though, he had to be the best to get the job, so you can't be mad at that. I've always been told that no matter what you decide to do for a living, be the best at it.

So Cecil rises to recognition through a series of positions and finds himself summoned to the White House to interview for the job. He actually raises the standard, and they already thought that they were pretty hot stuff. He is at the right place at exactly right time – Cecil is a silent witness to the great upheaval that is the Civil Rights movement. From the school integration of the “Little Rock Nine” at Little Rock Central High School to the first celebration of Martin Luther King's birthday as a federal holiday, Cecil is nearby the seat of power with a knowing glance.

The main conflict appears to be between Cecil and his son. Although it is clear that Cecil is proud of his son for going to school and he explains that he will be the first in the family to go, it's not clear that he has ever explained to him how far their family has come, and how easily all of that progress can be wiped away. The son has different ideas about what his newfound freedom will bring – and he spends most of the movie fighting in every battle of the Civil Rights movement he can find – while they may not detail every single battle he takes part in – they make sure the audience knows that he has been arrested more than ten times. I'm pretty sure than anyone's parents would be angry if they sent their child to college and they spent the time behind bars – they could have done that for free.

The other on-going conflict seems to be that black service workers are paid less than their white counterparts. A lot of people may be aware that there is still disparity between male and female workers all over the counry, but most people take for granted that race and color have been taken out of the wage wars. This is possible because the man responsible for selecting the service workers is careful to select only those who would be considered “responsible”, definitely wasn't looking for the uppity kind. Cecil breaks ranks and does the unexpected here.

And that brings us to Cecil's wife, Gloria. Gloria worked at a hotel with Cecil. She is played to the hilt by Oprah Winfrey. While there were some who were disappointed in her performance, I liked Gloria's saucy personality. After the attention brought to the anticipated love scene between she and the next door neighbor (played by Terrence Howard), I guess we'll all have to wait for the Director's cut to see what all the fuss was about.

Gloria is drinking, smoking, and cheating while her husband is working hard to make sure the current occupant of the White House has all of the creature comforts. You know that Gloria is frustrated, but, really, what is she upset about? Her husband has a job – there are a lot of sisters out there who wish they could say the same! What's the point of having an affair with the next door neighbor when he's about thirty cents away from having a quarter?!

I enjoyed the movie, but there were things that were missing – we need to see more of the family interaction – more about the dynamic – and more about the Civil Rights struggle. In “The Godfather” (sorry, there goes that comparison again) when Michael tells Kay about how his father got a famous singer out of his contract with a well known band leader, isn't that everything you need to know to set the family dynamic in place? When Don Corleone tells Michael that women can be careless but men can't be, and when he tells him that he wanted him to be Senator or Governor, not carry on the family business – doesn't that tell you what you need to know about how close they are and the size of his ambition? You don't get that sense and development from this movie. The movie just seems rushed from beginning to end.

You can't cover that much history in two hours. I know that movie makers want to maximize the film's earning potential with frequent showings. I know epic films are almost impossible to make, especially for African American directors, but this is a film that could have really benefited from an extra half hour – even more from an hour. Can you imagine “Malcolm X” being two hours long?

Tell me what you thought....

Step Away From the Cell Camera

In the last year I have witnessed a trend that I find incredibly distressing – people voluntarily entering nude photos of themselves on the Internet. They are saving sex tapes, sending photos of their bodies, and in general adding to the porn industry and sex market, a market that Heidi Fleiss, the famous madam. said was a market that is never saturated. Why??? Are you sure you want to do that??? You already have the story of a former Congressman who learned the hard way that this isn't the best idea, but let me take you back to a simpler time and a larger lesson. I hope that this will help some of us to remember that you don't know what God has in store for you – try and be careful out there.

About thirty years ago, I was getting my first real job and across the country a woman of humble beginnings named Vanessa Williams was about to blast into a superstardom she could never have really anticipated. That summer, the word around the campfire was that we were going to have our very first black Miss America. During the contest it was clear that the two top contenders were both African American – incredibly beautiful and talented and role models for brown skinned women all over the world. At that time, that had never happened. Everyone watched that contest and heard Vanessa Williams belt out “Happy Days Are Here Again” and win the swimsuit competition. She was great, it was amazing and when she won, people all over the world were doing flips and popping champagne bottles. She represented the community and the Miss America Pageant with verve. She was the most popular person to hold the title, unfortunately, she was also peppered with death threats and her security was beefed up like the Presidents. Yes, the Devil is always busy....

Years before Vanessa Williams was the toast of the globe, she took some nude pictures with a photographer who took advantage of her naivete and beauty. He saw a payday and shopped the pictures around, even though he was asked to refrain, and be a human being – no shot of that happening. The photographer found a willing buyer in Bob Guccione, the owner of Penthouse magazine. Guccione paid the photographer a few pennies for the pictures, placed them in Penthouse over the course of two magazines, and made $14 million exploiting this young woman. She made a mistake, it wasn't fatal, she hadn't killed anyone. He purposefully humiliated her, and she was pressured to relinquish the crown. The magazine literally sold like hotcakes, they couldn't print enough copies to meet the demand. It was a real take down, and it seemed that she would never recover.

Thankfully, Vanessa's beauty, talent, and charm eventually took her beyond that tragedy on to the superstardom she had earned and so richly deserved. She didn't know that she would be the first black Miss America, she had no idea what God had in store for her. But God also restored everything that she was meant to have and more. Her tale has a happy ending, but that chapter of despair could have been avoided.

Don't let that happen to you. One day when I'm collecting the Academy Award for writing the Best Screenplay or Producing the Best Picture, made the head of the Department of Labor of the United States of America, named Chief Justice of the Supreme Court, earn the Nobel Peace Prize, receive the Congressional Medal of Honor or the Presidential Medal of Freedom (Ah, but a man's reach should exceed his grasp,. Or what's a heaven for?) I want to make sure I'm not caught up like that. You don't need to recreate all of the mistakes – you can learn from the past and benefit from this cautionary tale.