March 12th, 2006

Chris Keeley

America and the World - Carl Coon

I warmly commend this tour-de-force by Carl Coon.

QUOTED EXCERPT:   In 1871 Daniel Bliss had the following to say, when he
laid a cornerstone for the new Main Building of the new American
University of Beirut:

"This College is for all conditions and classes of men without regard to
colour, nationality, race or religion. A man white, black or yellow;
Christian, Jew, Mohammedan or heathen, may enter and enjoy all the
advantages of this institution for three, four or eight years; and go
out believing in one God, or in many Gods, or in no God. But it will be
impossible for any one to continue with us long without knowing what we
believe to be the truth and our reasons for that belief."

We live in a more secular age, but the thought is there. Amen.   END QUOTE


/                                    J. William Fulbright, US Senator: /

/            "To criticize one's country is to do it a service ...
Criticism, in short, is more than a right; it is an act of patriotism -
a higher                     form of patriotism, I believe, than the
familiar rituals and national adulation." /
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The rest of the world sees America under the present administration as drunk with the arrogance of p

America and the World

Back in the early '50's, when I was a junior officer in the American Embassy in Damascus, Syria, I had a talk with a prosperous Syrian farmer, Nadim, who had studied in the USA, and had come back to his family's extensive landholdings in the foothills north of the capital. He told me something that has stuck like a burr in the back of my mind. I think perhaps the time has come to pull it out and dust it off.
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when checks for more than $4.3 million show up in his mailbox — royalties on sales in the last three

Several Million Little Dollars

If James Frey is still smarting from his public flogging at the hands of Oprah Winfrey, perhaps he will feel some comfort this month when checks for more than $4.3 million show up in his mailbox — royalties on sales in the last three months of last year of his now-discredited memoirs, "A Million Little Pieces" and "My Friend Leonard." And he has earned an additional $1.5 million since he admitted making things up.

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I had a bad time: mental illness, drug addiction, homelessness," Mr. Treacy, 45, said recently. "I g

A Full-Time Punk Again

In the late 1970's, the Television Personalities, Daniel Treacy's ramshackle do-it-yourself band, built a sizable cult following by tweaking their London peers with songs like "Part Time Punks." In the 80's, as Mr. Treacy became a darkly powerful songwriter, exploring his fascinations with childhood, Roman Catholicism and the mod movement, one of his best-loved songs was another joke: "I Know Where Syd Barrett Lives," about the Pink Floyd founder who "was very famous once upon a time/ And no one knows even if he's alive."

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When we were about halfway through the script, I said, 'I'm going to send it to Jack Nicholson first

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Sam Shepard on the set of "Don't Come Knocking," directed by Wim Wenders. Both had also collaborated on "Paris, Texas."

East Meets West, Take 2

SAM SHEPARD, a quintessentially American writer and actor, came naturally — if sometimes painfully — to his understanding of the West. Mr. Shepard, 62, grew up in Wyoming and California, and even worked as a ranch hand, thanks in part to the wanderings of a father who moved from job to job after serving as a pilot during World War II.

Wim Wenders, born in Düsseldorf, Germany, shortly after the war in Europe ended, took a more fanciful route to the American West. "It all goes back to a German writer by the name of Karl May, who wrote in prison in the late 19th century," the director said in a recent interview. "He wrote 50 novels that all take place in the West, though he never left Germany. There's no German who grew up without reading those books."

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A Million Little Pieces" and "My Friend Leonard

From: bbopandbeyoind <>
To: "Christopher Keeley, LICSW" <>
Date: Mar 12, 2006 11:44 AM

Not to worry.....there is still the 8th and 9th step that Frey can make use of.......OH WAIT!....that's right....The Twelve Steps are a bunch of crap that don't apply to Frey. Oh well. I wish someone had informed me beforehand of a better life through progressive dishonesty....I might have made a few million myself in telling people that the Hazelden folks actually sanctioned my leaving rehab, with authorized personel, to ride in on a white horse to save the object of my alleged rehab romance from a crack house from another bad blowjob.
It's comforting to know, that I can sit around on a rainy day, humming "God Bless America" or even boxing promoter, Don King's version "Only in America"!  It's gonna be a real toss-up in the next "No Bell Pizza Prize" when Frey and Bush square off for the greatest frauds perpetrated to mankind. It's the "No-Bell" prize in that not enough people (Oprah and publishers at the top of the list) when obvious warning bells sounded and  stood up to stop the injustice, both when Frey published his now proven fictionalized memoirs and Geroge W. took his nation ( and his coalition of one Spanish soldier cook, a Polish telephone communications specialist, one infintry soldier from Moldavia, and an ex-Australian football player turned paratrooper) to war, on false precepts and similar fiction based thinking.
Meanwhile, my friend "Leonard" lies in Sloan Kettering Hospital in NYC, with over 20 years of sobriety and a life based on honesty and integrity, a wonderful family, a stellar music career, and a rare form of cancer needing a nowhere to be found perfect bone marrow transplant to POSSIBLY save his life.
How does that second stanza of the James Brown's "Living in America" go?
I got ants in my pants and I need to dance?
Gregory B.
Martha's Vineyard and NYC

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t's easy to see why designers continue to behave like Jagger groupies. A pop Byron, Jagger was dirty

Retna Ltd.

Mick Jagger with his bride Bianca in 1971.

Rex Features

Mick Jagger: the skinny look.

Jagger's Edge

Mick Jagger was the Swinging Sixties made flesh. Along with his ragtag court of haute-bohemian gypsies like Marianne Faithfull and Anita Pallenberg, this son of a gym teacher and an Avon Lady was the embodiment of a high-low society that brought together models and photographers, plutocrats and aristocrats into one drugged-out, sexed-up jet-set happening. As the music critic Nik Cohn once wrote, by 1966, "Jagger was the most wanted guest in the world, the final face, the ultimate. For one pout of his red lips, any millionaire hostess going would have promised away her life."

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jib / (jib) / n. / a triangular sail: ' "He's one classy rapper. Even the jib on his yacht is bespoke"; / v. / to rebel, to refuse to comply, e.g., ' "Remind me: was it Stokely Carmichael or George Clooney who said, 'Jib the system'?"; also, cut of one's jib, an idiomatic expression for one's general appearance or personality, as in, ' "I don't like the cut of his jib."


androgyne / (an dra jini) / n. / an androgynous individual, as in, ' "His clothes are designed for androgynes — I tried on a suit, and I didn't know whether I was Arthur or Martha"; a fitting ambisexual handle at a time when designers and other cultural producers are blurring the markers of gender and sexuality: ' "Have you seen the latest teen androgyne on MTV? He's a mascara-wearing, cross-dressing mix between young Elvis, David Bowie in his bisexual years and Elton John when he was married to Renata."


playboy / (play boy) / n. / a man, a voluptuary who is devoted to the pursuit of pleasurable activities, e.g., ' "He's such a bottom-pinching Euro playboy — he thinks he's Rubirosa," or, ' "Carlo's been acting like a playboy since he started wearing white suits and no socks"; this season, a recurring motif in men's fashion, as designers from Armani to Zegna paraded more boulevardier threads than there are in Hef's wardrobe. See you at the mansion!

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Maybe it's Robert Frank's grimy shot of a tattoo-parlor wall on the Rolling Stones's "Exile on Main

Record Losses

Ask anyone to name the images that meant the most to them in their youth, and they'll almost certainly include an album cover. At least, they will if they are telling the truth. Everyone has a favorite. For me, it was Robert Mapplethorpe's portrait of Patti Smith posing as a young, punked-up Frank Sinatra on the cover of "Horses."

When that album came out in 1975, I was 16. As soon as I saw the cover, I knew that Patti Smith was the sort of woman I wanted to become. "Horses" was instantly positioned in pride of place at the top of the pile of LP's in my room. It was the first thing anyone saw when they walked in, and if they didn't like it, well, they didn't like me.

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Visually disconcerting group of like-minded gender benders, featuring the 24-year-old psychedelic fo

Jean-Baptiste Mondino
Devendra Banhart, center, in a Missoni dress, with his entourage. From left: Otto Hauser in an Anna Sui dress. Eliza Douglas in a Thom Browne suit, $3,680, and shirt, $520. At Bergdorf Goodman Men. Daniel Saxton Bunny in a Dries Van Noten dress. On Militia Shimkovitz, Thom Browne suit, $3,910. Prada shirt, $565. At select Prada stores. Mathieu Brown in a Matthew Williamson vest, Missoni skirt and Stephen Dweck scarf (worn as belt). On William Vernon Lemon III, Cigana camisole. Agent Provocateur tap pants. On Noah Georgeson, Dior Homme by Hedi Slimane suit, $2,420. At Dior Homme, 17 East 57th Street. Thom Browne shirt, $420. YSL cape. Danielle Stech Homsy in a Missoni dress. All ties, Band of Outsiders. All jewelry, Erickson Beamon. Stool, Pascal Boyer Gallery. All rugs, ABC Carpet & Home. Fashion editor: Bill Mullen.

So what is gender? Call it society's version of a literary conceit — a useful, somewhat artificial way of reading ourselves — or call it a safeguard against a hazardous descent into practices deemed sexually aberrant or abhorrent. However you construe it, gender, as opposed to sex, is a pieced-together, culturally dictated and consensually validated form of identity. We are born, that is, chromosomally, male or female, but we become definably and recognizably — and, perhaps most of all, constrictedly — masculine or feminine through the intricate process of socialization.

Jean-Baptiste Mondino
The singer Devendra Banhart in a Jean Paul Gaultier dress and Erickson Beamon grape and feathered necklaces and nautical charm bracelet. Melet Mercantile vintage belts. All other jewelry, his own. Chair from Newel.

Gender Trouble

Gender, as anyone who has sipped at the supremely relativizing potion of postmodernist theory has come to understand, is a fragile construct, wobbling atop its binary foundation. These days, "queer theory," which insists on the fluid and optional aspects of gender, is a flourishing academic specialty, with its own superstars like the critic Judith Butler, who conceives of gender as an elaborate fabrication. In her book "Gender Trouble," Butler observes: "There is no gender identity behind the expressions of gender; ... identity is performatively constituted by the very 'expressions' that are said to be its results."

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