Book Review – “Le Freak: An Upside Down Story of Family, Disco and Destiny”

Devoured it in two sittings (now onto Grace Jones).

Yesterday’s history, tomorrow’s a mystery, today’s a gift, that’s why they call it the present.”  Sobriety mantra.

Nile Rodgers may be the most under-recognized talent of this generation. This is a humble, cathartic tale of disadvantage, talent, growth, excess, rejection, regret, hubris, regret, rebirth and ultimately, peace. The only criticisms are the hop, skip and jump about recovering from addiction and the abyss, and the omission/quick passage of the last 14 years. Clearly there was more to talk about, so why leave it out? Part 2? Hope so.

If you’re looking for artistic depth and Rodgers’ own “DHM” (you’ll need to read the book to decode the success-cypher), there isn’t one, so don’t buy this book. If you’re looking for sincere, engaging, fast-paced narrative, sprinkled with people and events you can identify with, you’ll love it. Buy it!

 

What I’m trying to make sense of today…

The Huffington Post printed a headline – “Sir Vince Cable attacks elderly ‘martyrs’ who have “shafted the young””. Vinnie was making the point that elderly voters thought that economic damage to the UK economy was a price worth paying for Brexit and that they were less sensitive as ‘few have jobs to lose’. This is stump-speak as Vinnie is standing for the vacant post of Lib-Dem leader as a septuagenarian, so he’s trying to energise his voter-base and broaden his appeal.

Vinnie, however, is a self-serving douche-bag and he misses the point. But he’s not alone.

Don’t blame the voters for the outcome. They voted. That’s what they do when asked. That’s democracy and we pride ourselves on it and on free speech. How dare you question the will of the people, you arrogant shit-heel? How dare you suggest an “old” vote has a lesser value than a “young” vote? They are pari passu. However, if you eat your own cooking, then you undermine your own position as a leader. If you’re looking to blame something, blame the voting apparatus because if you’re looking at the consequences of demographic imbalance (my words to try and describe your contention), every single politician in Parliament is responsible for this outcome – leavers or remainers. They are ALL culpable. But it’s easier to deflect blame than accept accountability, isn’t it?

Why? Because the system, the plumbing, the methodology to reflect the will of the people was unfit for purpose. No politician questioned it, yet they now happily or unhappily use the outcome to support whatever point of view they choose to adopt.

Firstly, the voting age should have been lowered to 16, for this and future voting purposes.

You can get a provisional moped licence at 16. You can legally have sex at 16. You can fight and die for your country at 16.  You could receive the Victoria Cross at 16.

You can’t vote at 16 (although, the Scots did address this in the independence referendum, interestingly to no avail re: the final outcome…). It’s absurd.

Get off the stump, fess up and fix it, Vinnie.

Secondly, the terms of reference were too narrow, set by lazy-thinkers and irresponsible legislators i.e. the House of Commons AND the House of Lords. No one is beyond reproach.

Simply put, if this were a matter of corporate governance and the Brexit vote were equivalent to a vote by debenture or bond holders, it would be a “reserved matter”, a matter of higher importance than an “ordinary matter”.

The Brexit question was anything but ordinary.

Reserved matters typically have more stringent quorum terms to allow the vote to proceed in the first place, and the voting threshold thereafter typically requires a super-majority i.e. 2/3 or 3/4 instead of a simple majority. Brexit should have required a supermajority vote because it was of fundamental, long-term, existential significance to the country and to future generations. Don’t blame the voters; blame the structure of the voting system. YOUR system.

Get off the stump, fess up and fix it, Vinnie.

If you did that, then you would differentiate yourself and give people a real reason to vote for you and your Party. Until then, you’re just another vacuous, Westminster douche-bag, quietly poccling your expenses, milking privilege and looking for cheap, quick, easy scores. Please, please, STFU.

Today’s Random Walk of the Brain

Today is 08-08-17. Nine years ago it was 08-08-08. Just arithmetic, no trickery.

It is an auspicious series of numbers (8 is lucky in Chinese. E.g. Cathay Pacific from HKG to LHR is Flight No. 888) that marked the opening of the Beijing State-Sponsored, Systematic Cheating And Deception Exercises, um… I meant the Beijing 2008 Olympic Games. My bad.

Consistent with zero-sum game theory, the day was auspicious for some, not for others. Our little Boxer-girl, Bette had to be put to sleep the same day.

I was in Rhinebeck, enjoying fusion Chinese at China Rose, whose proprietor is my dear, dear friend/adopted great-grandfather, A. Wheldon Hamm (whose name is more interesting than the menu, btw…). Doris had to do the deed in California. Very sad. Still remember it clearly, despite the fourth (+/-) Sake Margarita in hand. Funny what triggers these memories. Often olfactory, but for me numerical series like bust/waist/hip etc etc are particularly vivid.

Predictions…

Given that I’ve had 95% of the past 32 days to myself, I’ve had a lot of very interesting, if one-way, conversations.  

So, a couple of predictions to contemplate:

August 26th: Floyd Mayweather will humiliate Conor McGregor in Las Vegas next week. The older, wily boxer should overcome the younger, brash UFC man, principally because they are fighting under boxing, not UFC, rules. McGregor, 28, will by his own admission, “quadruple [his] net worth” as a consequence. Lots of pain, lots of gain.

Next 12m: Donald Trump will resign the Presidency. He will declare victory in achieving his manifesto promises (facts and accuracy be damned, however). He will say he cannot achieve more because he is an outsider and because he’s being blackballed (McCarthy-style) by a political establishment that is closing ranks on him.

This is a man who has repeatedly demonstrated an inability to organise or sustain a three-way in a whore-house. He was never the saviour for the depressed, unemployed, disenfranchised, blue-collar American worker whose services have been priced out of the global marketplace by unions, technology or more competitive markets (this is called ‘globalization’, Donald…). He merely made the right noises, without a plan, and they believed him.

Click on image for link to speech.

This speech from the romcom, The American President (1995, Michael Douglas, Michael J Fox, Annette Benning, Richard Dreyfus), is a reminder of the problems we face and the backbone that is missing from the political establishment, right now. If you replace references to “Bob Rumson” with “Donald Trump”, the picture becomes clear:

 

 

 

 

Another, earlier exchange between Michael J Fox (Lewis) and Michael Douglas (President Shepard) is also apropos, given how discredited Clinton had become and the nature of Trump’s core support base:

Lewis: “People want leadership. And in the absence of genuine leadership, they will listen to anyone who steps up to the microphone. They want leadership, Mr. President. They’re so thirsty for it, they’ll crawl through the desert toward a mirage, and when they discover there’s no water, they’ll drink the sand.”

Shepard: “Lewis, we’ve had Presidents who were beloved, who couldn’t find a coherent sentence with two hands and a flashlight. People don’t drink the sand because they’re thirsty, Lewis. They drink it because they don’t know the difference.”