Showing posts with label RIP. Show all posts
Showing posts with label RIP. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

R.I.P. Teddy Kennedy!


For all of those who ever wore a Ted-Sox jersey in Kelly Green, loved the Kennedys and the hope that Camelot would one day give us, bid a farewell to our friend on the Hill, Senator Ted Kennedy. Many of us thought that one day young Teddy would pick up the torch of his family's legacy, but unfortunately a reckless evening would end his chances to occupy the oval office. The luck of the Irish as they say is the ability to keep a stiff upper lip even when faced with trying times: for the Kennedys, their family would be tried by tragic loss in the family as Joe would die in the War, Jack was shot in Texas, and Bobby met the same fate in California. Ted Kennedy didn't become president but he helped change the world as an advocate for the poor, fighting as an advocate for the people of Massachusetts and when it came to stepping forward as a cosmopolitan member of society (at-large) Kennedy returned to his family's native land of Ireland as he held both the olive branches of peace and the hands of Gerry and Ian as they brokered peace on the Emerald Island. RIP Teddy! To remember Teddy, I thought we would let him say it in his own words, those he spoke as a tribute to his brother Robert F. Kennedy-courtesy of the JFK Library

Senator Edward M. Kennedy
St. Patrick's Cathedral
New York City
June 8, 1968

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On behalf of Mrs. Robert Kennedy, her children and the parents and sisters of Robert Kennedy, I want to express what we feel to those who mourn with us today in this Cathedral and around the world. We loved him as a brother and father and son. From his parents, and from his older brothers and sisters - Joe, Kathleen and Jack - he received inspiration which he passed on to all of us. He gave us strength in time of trouble, wisdom in time of uncertainty, and sharing in time of happiness. He was always by our side.

Love is not an easy feeling to put into words. Nor is loyalty, or trust or joy. But he was all of these. He loved life completely and lived it intensely.

A few years back, Robert Kennedy wrote some words about his own father and they expressed the way we in his family feel about him. He said of what his father meant to him: "What it really all adds up to is love - not love as it is described with such facility in popular magazines, but the kind of love that is affection and respect, order, encouragement, and support. Our awareness of this was an incalculable source of strength, and because real love is something unselfish and involves sacrifice and giving, we could not help but profit from it.

"Beneath it all, he has tried to engender a social conscience. There were wrongs which needed attention. There were people who were poor and who needed help. And we have a responsibility to them and to this country. Through no virtues and accomplishments of our own, we have been fortunate enough to be born in the United States under the most comfortable conditions. We, therefore, have a responsibility to others who are less well off."

This is what Robert Kennedy was given. What he leaves us is what he said, what he did and what he stood for. A speech he made to the young people of South Africa on their Day of Affirmation in 1966 sums it up the best, and I would read it now:

"There is a discrimination in this world and slavery and slaughter and starvation. Governments repress their people; and millions are trapped in poverty while the nation grows rich; and wealth is lavished on armaments everywhere.

"These are differing evils, but they are common works of man. They reflect the imperfection of human justice, the inadequacy of human compassion, our lack of sensibility toward the sufferings of our fellows.

"But we can perhaps remember - even if only for a tirne - that those who live with us are our brothers; that they share with us the same short moment of life; that they seek - as we do - nothing but the chance to live out their lives in purpose and happiness, winning what satisfaction and fulfillment they can.

"Surely this bond of common faith, this bond of common goal, can begin to teach us something. Surely, we can learn, at least, to look at those around us as fellow men. And surely we can begin to work a little harder to bind up the wounds among us and to become in our own hearts brothers and countrymen once again.

"Our answer is to rely on youth - not a time of life but a state of mind, a temper of the will, a quality of imagination, a predominance of courage over timidity, of the appetite for adventure over the love of ease. The cruelties and obstacles of this swiftly changing planet will not yield to obsolete dogmas and outworn slogans. They cannot be moved by those who cling to a present that is already dying, who prefer the illusion of security to the excitement and danger that come with even the most peaceful progress. It is a revolutionary world we live in; and this generation at home and around the world, has had thrust upon it a greater burden of responsibility than any generation that has ever lived.

"Some believe there is nothing one man or one woman can do against the enormous array of the world's ills. Yet many of the world's great movements, of thought and action, have flowed from the work of a single man. A young monk began the Protestant reformation, a young general extended an empire from Macedonia to the borders of the earth, and a young woman reclaimed the territory of France. It was a young Italian explorer who discovered the New World, and the thirty-two-year-old Thomas Jefferson who proclaimed that all men are created equal.

"These men moved the world, and so can we all. Few will have the greatness to bend history itself, but each of us can work to change a small portion of events, and in the total of all those acts will be written the history of this generation. It is from numberless diverse acts of courage and belief that human history is shaped. Each time a man stands up for an ideal, or acts to improve the lot of others, or strikes out against injustice, he sends forth a tiny ripple of hope, and crossing each other from a million different centers of energy and daring, those ripples build a current that can sweep down the mightiest walls of oppression and resistance.

"Few are willing to brave the disapproval of their fellows, the censure of their colleagues, the wrath of their society. Moral courage is a rarer commodity than bravery in battle or great intelligence. Yet it is the one essential, vital quality for those who seek to change a world that yields most painfully to change. And I believe that in this generation those with the courage to enter the moral conflict will find themselves with companions in every corner of the globe.

"For the fortunate among us, there is the temptation to follow the easy and familiar paths of personal ambition and financial success so grandly spread before those who enjoy the privilege of education. But that is not the road history has marked out for us. Like it or not, we live in times of danger and uncertainty. But they are also more open to the creative energy of men than any other time in history. All of us will ultimately be judged and as the years pass we will surely judge ourselves, on the effort we have contributed to building a new world society and the extent to which our ideals and goals have shaped that effort.

"The future does not belong to those who are content with today, apathetic toward common problems and their fellow man alike, timid and fearful in the face of new ideas and bold projects. Rather it will belong to those who can blend vision, reason and courage in a personal commitment to the ideals and great enterprises of American Society.

"Our future may lie beyond our vision, but it is not completely beyond our control. It is the shaping impulse of America that neither fate nor nature nor the irresistible tides of history, but the work of our own hands, matched to reason and principle, that will determine our destiny. There is pride in that, even arrogance, but there is also experience and truth. In any event, it is the only way we can live."

This is the way he lived. My brother need not be idealized, or enlarged in death beyond what he was in life, to be remembered simply as a good and decent man, who saw wrong and tried to right it, saw suffering and tried to heal it, saw war and tried to stop it.

Those of us who loved him and who take him to his rest today, pray that what he was to us and what he wished for others will some day come to pass for all the world.

As he said many times, in many parts of this nation, to those he touched and who sought to touch him:

Sunday, April 26, 2009

R.I.P. Bea Arthur


Beatrice "Bea" Arthur passed away yesterday and will be missed by many of those who watched her- Emmy Award winning performance-as Dorothy Zbornak on the Golden Girls. She was a legend in the biz with a career stretching 7 decades and old Maude was a "New Deal Fanatic" as Archie Bunker would say. 

How many Golden  Girls are still alive?
For those of you keeping track of the "Girls" at home there's only two surviving Golden Girl cast-members: Betty White (Rose) and Rue McClanahan (Blanche).

Sunday, December 28, 2008

My First Pedi-Cure!


The girls (Sweets & D) surprised me with a pedi-cure today at the salon in South Windermere on Folly Road. I took this gift in remembrance of Bernie Mack who we lost this past summer. RIP Bernie Mack. 

Saturday, February 17, 2007

Robert Adler, inventor of the remote-control passes at age 93!


In somewhat of an ironic twist, Robert Adler, who co-invented the remote control, the catalyst for a generation of couch-potatoes, died in Boise, Idaho-a city and state well known for their staple crop of potatoes. Adler, 93, died of heart-failure. Although not a couch-potato himself, Adler had over 180-patents at the U.S. Patent and Trademark Office but he is best known for improving Eugene Polley’s, (a fellow Zenith engineer) photo cell wireless remote control device (the Flashmatic) by using high-frequency sound (ultrasonics) thus changing the world as we know it. The duo received an Emmy Award in 1997 for their invention. (Photo compliments of Gulf News.com)

Indeed, I am aware there’s a generation of tele-chubbies out there who never had to get off the couch to turn the dial and adjust the “rabbit-ears” if they wanted to watch something else on the tube, and you all have Mr. Adler to thank for that luxury. RIP Bobby!

Sunday, February 11, 2007

Sunday Samurai: The Greek Tragedy of Anna Nicole Smith-thanks for all of the mammaries-RIP!



In the crazy mixed up world in which we live there always seem to be some beautiful buxom blonde whose tragic life ends "like a candle in the wind". Since modern infatuations produced by Hollywood and various publications (i.e. Hef's magazine) have given us worldwide crushes, we have sadly watch Marilyn, Jane Mansfield and now, Anna Nicole Smith leave us after a short but tantalizing stay in our hearts. Anna Nicole was 39.




The Greek Tragedy of Hollywood Starlets
Sadly, there is not a safety net to catch all of the beautiful, scared, insecure and young starlets who come to Hollywood with dreams and aspirations to become an actress or fulfilling a desire to be loved and accepted-something they were missing at home-before they are taken advantage of and cast to the side by the powers that be. The motivations and circumstances behind the stories of these women is a story as old as time itself. In Plato's Republic, we are reminded that the desires of men are primal in nature as our quest for sex and power over and from the opposite sex are our main motivators. For women, their desires are for security and gold for themselves and their children by aligning themselves with powerful and wealthy men. Of course, this doesn't apply to everyone, but for the majority, it does.

Vickie Lynn Hogan worked as a waitress at Jim's Krispy Fried Chicken. A beautiful girl with all of innocence and laughter of life one could want. Her baggage was a troubled past and she searched for love in her humble town of Mexia, Texas. She met and fell in love with a line-cook named Billy Wayne Smith and with the math in play, it seems a shotgun may have been involved with their wedding as she bore a son, Biblically named Daniel 9-months later. But a transition of destiny was in play and the small town girl would leave her tumbleweed town to pursue a new life for herself and child.



The result of this transformation would be the former Guess and Playboy model, Anna Nicole Smith-a platinum blonde, full of energy and joie de vie. Anna Nicole found a special place in the Bushido's heart as she became Miss March 1992 in Hef's magazine and then she would win PMOY in 1993. (What can I say? I have a special place in my heart for my birth month Centerfolds). A promising billboard modeling career with Guess Jeans would soon bring her sculpted face and body to the rest of the world. But under the microscope life would change for Ms. Smith. (Photos compliments of Playboy)




Anna Nicole was no different than any other person who searches for a father figure to fill a void in their life. Albeit Anna Nicole found her love with an elderly, oil-tycoon named, J. Howard Marshall. She was 26, he was 89. Once again, all of the elements of a Greek Tragedy were in play-found love and happiness soon to be cut short by the Gods. Their love and her security was cut short after a year of marriage by Marshall's untimely death-but I am sure he died quite happy. But the loser in this union was Anna Nicole-she lost her security and her love. Marshall's family fought Ms. Smith quite diligently in her efforts to claim her security. This fight would result in numerous court battles and find its' way to the highest of courts last year. Indeed, the history books will read that Anna Nicole Smith was the first Playmate to testify in front of the Supreme Court. The fight would take its' toll on the young beauty; she would gain weight, become questionably unstable mentally but TrimSpa baby! Would make her somewhat hole again, until she lost her son this year, just days before the birth of her child, Dannielynn. (Photo compliments of Intomyhealth.com)

The jury, so to speak, is still out on the cause of Ms. Smith's death. It would be hard to think that it wasn't a sad, tragic and repetitive overdose on prescriptions pills that ended her life, just as many before her. The pressures of death, birth, lack of security, fighting a horrible court battle and losing one's joie de vie is enough to bring anyone to their knees in the depths of fear and loathing. And just like a candle in the wind, Anna Nicole is gone!

Friday, January 12, 2007

The quintessential beauty Yvonne De Carlo passes at 84...RIP







The quintessential exotic beauty of form and pulchritude Yvonne De Carlo passes at the age of 84 on Wednesday. Most of the Bushido's readers will remember Ms. De Carlo as the ghoulish matriarch, of equal parts brain and beauty, Lilly Munster the perfect balance to the square-headed, accidentally destructive Herman Munster on the 60's television show "The Munsters". The show only aired for two years (1964-1966) but the two spin-off movies and Nickelodeon syndication kept De Carlo a significant part of the pubescent-male's coming of age for generations.

Ms. De Carlo was born Peggy Yvonne Middleton (Sept. 1, 1922) in Vancouver, B.C. She moved to L.A. and signed with Paramount Pictures in 1942, where her exotic appeal type-casted her into the "sex and sand" genre of films (i.e. "Slave Girl", "Scheherazade" and "Casbah") After rocking the "Casbah", De Carlo was cast as Moses' (Charlton Heston) wife, Sephora in "The Ten Commandments". In 1954, she became the first American film star to cross the pond and star in a foreign-film, "La Castiglione" where she disproved the sterotypes of Americans and spoke perfect French. De Carlo's unique voice gave her an easy cross-over to the stage, starring in Steven Sondheim's Tony Award winning play, "Follies".




De Carlo was connected to such heart-throbs and titans of Hollywood as Burt Lancaster, Howard Hughes and Robert Stack. The starlet was the "belle of the ball" in her day, as I so embarrassingly found with an audience of females in my office as the first photo displayed on a Google Image search is quit revealing. The link takes you to the aforementioned search, I hope you picked up on my caveat. In the play, "Follies" she belted out a memorable performance of "I am still here", Yvonne, we wish you were, RIP!
(Photos from Voltini.com)

Tuesday, December 26, 2006

In a perfect world...


In a perfect world this would have been my birthday present for turning 30! And Eddie Murphy impersonating James Brown would be singing "Hot Tub" while I cannon-balled into the tub with my new friends.
Will it make me wet? YEAH...Will it make me sweat? YEAH! Good God! Hot tub!
The Godfather of Soul wearing gold chains, a flashing Rolex, shades as dark as midnight, perfectly coiffured hair and a bright smile would have jumped in to the tub and we'd laugh at Eddie, ask him, "Eddie, what have you done for us lately?" We talk about the Godfather's days playing baseball, and his appearance in the Rocky flick singing "Living in America", whether or not he'll see the new Rocky flick, lost loves and how Jeff Garcia is a real surprise this year leading the Eagles. To which the Eagles cheerleaders would join in with a freshly popped bottle of bubbly (probably a '98 Perrier Jouet-no 'Tal or Dom for this 5-some), inside info on the team and the hope Jeff has brought to bring Philly as they are now headed to the playoffs. Sadly, this is not a perfect world, and the Godfather of Soul has left the building. He's probably just finished a set on at the Pearly-Gates Amphitheatre, slipping into his Rainbows and robe, warming up the tub and starting the party with out me. Got to have a celebration!
RIP J.B. Thanks for the show!