Showing posts with label Eartha Kitt. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Eartha Kitt. Show all posts

Monday, December 25, 2017

Holidaze upon us; go do something real

“It’s beginning to look at lot like Christmas.” Yeah, I know you’re probably sick of hearing that lyric over and over (along with countless other holiday songs that have played repeatedly on the radio ever since mid-October).
But it really is Christmas on this Monday.

SO IF YOU’RE actually reading this now, I have but one thing to say to you. “Get a Life!” Get off your computer, or your iPhone or whatever mobile device you might be using to read the Internet.

Go out into the real world on this holiday and find something worthy to do, other than reading the latest rants that Donald Trump may be wanting to send your way via Twitter. I swear the best thing we could do as a society would be to ignore the man altogether if it were possible.

I’m at the point where I think I even respect those individuals more who will choose to spend their day at a casino – gambling away their funds in hopes they can hit a holiday jackpot that will make their lives (for a few days, at least) somewhat more pleasant.

For at least one day, let’s give ourselves a present of freedom from Internet trivialities. It will all still be there on Tuesday for us to fret over.

AND MY GIFT to you (at least before you log off your computer for the day)?


Eartha Kitt, who when she wasn’t Catwoman-clad, gave us “Santa Baby.” Along with Celia Cruz’ cheery take on “Jingle Bells” en Español.

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Saturday, June 10, 2017

EXTRA: A glass of Nestle Quik for Batman in the Great Beyond?

We've been reliving the campiness of the 1960s-era Batman that gave us actor Adam West as the Caped Crusader, what with West's departure from this realm of existence.

Personally, I still find the most ludicrous moment in the 1966 film that fed off the television series to be the one where Batman is pulled from the ocean by a helicopter -- only to find a shark gnawing on his leg.

OF COURSE, BATMAN was able to cope with the situation because he just happened to have Bat Shark Repellant spray tucked away in his utility belt. Between that, and any moment involving either Julie Newmar or Eartha Kitt as Catwoman, and a chuckle can always crop up on my face.
About to bust out to be hunted down by Batman

But among the tidbits that came up in the assorted obituaries was the fact that West got the part of Batman because of his appearances in Nestle's Quik commercials -- featured as Agent Q, a parody of a suave, debonair type. Just perfect for millionaire Bruce Wayne who uses his fortune to pay for all those goodies he uses to fight crime!

And yes, after watching this aging television spot, I'm sure that Agent Q could kick Austin Power's behind any day of the week, then take down Dr. Evil and all the other characters of that ridiculous world all before settling down to fighting a real villain in the form of the Clown Prince of Crime himself.

After all, you have to give some credit to a super villain like the Joker, who as played by actor Cesar Romero wouldn't give up his mustache and had it covered over with face paint.

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Saturday, December 25, 2010

Hands behind your head, step away from the computer. Now, celebrate the holiday

.That’s what I want to say to anyone who seriously is sitting at their computer screen (or any other device) to read this copy on Saturday. I'm taking this holiday off from any commentary about Chicago. Come back on Monday.

While I realize that some people are not celebrating Christmas (and I do respect them for being able to stand by that belief in the over-commercialized mess our society is these days), I can’t help but think this is the one day of the year when people ought to log off whatever device their lives have become too attached to.

SPEND THE DAY with family or friends. Interact with humanity. You will have a much more worthwhile experience with those people than you will have on the Internet, no matter what you happen to stumble across.

But for those of you who are absolutely desperate to check something out, the Museum of Broadcast Communications has a site worth looking at. They have a lot of television clips on their site, including all those traditional Chicago holiday cartoons (Hardrock, Coco & Joe, Frosty the Snowman and Suzy Snowflake) that WGN-TV used to give us every December season, along with certain Christmas-themed episodes of old television shows.

I could have done without seeing the Sony & Cher Comedy Hour Christmas episode (youthful Chastity sings “Jingle Bells”), but Jack Benny, Carol Burnett and Jerry Seinfeld (yes, that ridiculous “Festivus” episode) are all worth seeing.

And for those who want a little pop touch to the holidays, there’s always this classic Christmas tune.

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Friday, December 26, 2008

A DAY IN THE LIFE (as seen from Chicago): To the Right, Oh Be Quiet!

A part of me would like to think that the “Festivus Pole” erected at the Statehouse in Springpatch is just a stupid idea concocted by someone who watches too much television.

After all, the whole gag of the “Seinfeld” episode in which Frank Costanza tells us of his Festivus holiday was that it reinforced the notion that he was a blowhard who got worked up over stupid things. The idea that anybody took seriously such a parody of a holiday is a sad sign.

BUT I CAN’T just dismiss this stunt because of the way in which at least one conservative activist is taking it so seriously, while also reinforcing the concept that what some religious types are really interested in is not promoting their own beliefs for public debate, but ramming them down the throats of everybody else.

For those of you who are wondering what I’m talking about, it is the “Festivus Pole” erected at the Statehouse, at the request of a Springfield teenager who thought it ridiculous that a nativity scene, a giant menorah and a display promoting atheism all were set up inside the rotunda of the state capitol for this holiday season.

So he went ahead and got a pole, then got permission from the Illinois Secretary of State’s office (which manages the capitol grounds) to erect it.

His stunt got national attention when it became known that the group of religious activists who fought for permission to set up their nativity scene were offended, saying it was disrespectful to their own project, and also promoted a holiday that “is nothing.”

THOSE WERE THE words as reported by the Chicago Tribune and St. Louis Post-Dispatch newspapers of Daniel Zanoza, an activist who used to live in the Chicago area, but has since moved to rural Illinois because he feels his conservative beliefs on many social issues fit in more comfortably there.

He’s probably right, and it wouldn’t shock me to learn many of the locals like the idea of a nativity scene erected in the capitol. But I still have a problem with many of these public displays of religious beliefs, just because I think many of them are tacky looking and wind up being disrespectful to the religious beliefs that are supposed to be acknowledged.

I’m not just talking about the Statehouse. Who really thinks the giant menorah outside of Daley Center serves a purpose, other than to provide the impression of religious “balance’ to the Christmas tree, while really doing nothing more than cluttering the Daley Plaza grounds?

What other news nuggets are worthy of public attention on this Day After Christmas/sixth night of Hanukkah/first Day of Kwanzaa?

GEORGE RYAN IS TOO HOT FOR GEORGE BUSH TO HANDLE: Anybody who thinks I’m exaggerating the unlikelihood that President George W. Bush will do nothing to help former Gov. George Ryan ought to look at the way the outgoing president handled the case of Isaac Toussie.

He was a real estate developer prosecuted by “the feds” for a real estate scam. Bush granted him a pardon on Tuesday, then rescinded it on Wednesday. Officially, presidential aides claim Bush was not given a proper understanding of what it was Toussie had done, thereby making any form of presidential forgiveness inappropriate.

Political cynics would say it is Bush trying to eliminate the taint his legacy would suffer by giving a pardon to a man whose father donated just over $28,000 to the Republican National Committee, thereby creating the perception that Toussie’s pardon was purchased.

If Bush wouldn’t take some political heat in this case, why should anyone think he would be willing to do much of anything to help Ryan get out of serving five more years at the federal facility in Terre Haute, Ind.? Ryan will likely have to wait until Independence Day 2013 before he can get out of prison.

GETTING AWAY FROM THE WEATHER: Many people are getting all worked up these days over the photographs emanating from Honolulu – the ones that show President-elect Barack Obama to be in good physical shape for a man two decades younger than himself, let alone his real age (48).

But what intrigues me is the idea that this country now has a president who can legitimately vacation in Hawaii. If any past chief executive had tried to do so, it would have been used as evidence of a trivial mentality.

But the Honolulu-born Obama can claim he’s merely visiting his sister, although being able to stake a claim to a portion of the beachfront as his own (and have the Secret Service enforce that claim) shows that this is no mere Hawaii vacation.

If anything, this trip shows that Obama has a certain amount of sense. I’d be more concerned if he had insisted on spending his Christmas holidays at the “homestead” in Hyde Park. As much as I enjoy the area in and around Chicago, I wish I could be some other place right now – somewhere where the temperatures aren’t being driven below 0 degrees by wind chill and where ice on the roads doesn’t cause my car to go slip, slidin’ away (with apologies to Paul Simon the singer) off the road and into a bank of snow.

SULTRY, AND NOW SAD: “Santa Baby” (the song, not the made-for-cable-TV film starring one-time Sout’ Sider Jenny McCarthy as Santa Claus' daughter) always had that sexy, sultry sound to it, making the idea of a fat guy in a bright red suit sound downright erotic.

But now, it’s going to take on a sad tone. For Eartha Kitt, the singer whose version of the song will always be THE version, died on Christmas Day. She was 81, and had been treated for colon cancer.

In fact, in my mind, the coincidence of her death date will cause the song to erase what many people want to believe was Kitt’s greatest entertainment accomplishment – being one of several women to play “the Catwoman” opposite Adam West in the 1960s campy (but still classic)version of “Batman.”

But what the woman named for a prime cotton harvest in the year of her berth (the Earth was fertile that year, her parents thought) really ought to be remembered for was rising from what could have been a life working the fields or in factories to instead being an actress in several films who could be in a position to upset then-first lady Lady Bird Johnson by saying the youth of America had a legitimate gripe in opposing U.S. military involvement in Vietnam.

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