Showing posts with label George Villareal. Show all posts
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Friday, April 20, 2018

Being Charlie

“A day without laughter is a day wasted.” Charlie Chaplin
Charlie Rose
Until forced off the air after being accused by eight women of making unwanted sexual advances, CBS co-host Charlie Rose was my favorite morning newsman.  In a New York Reviewessay about David Friend’s “The Naughty Nineties: The Triumph of the American Libido,” entitled “Being Charlie,” Laura Marsh concluded that the 1990s were a time of sexual fads and experimentation, when many powerful men believed that to be sexually daring was their prerogative and even part of their appeal.  Marsh wrote:
“That’s just Charlie being Charlie,” a senior producer reportedly told an employee on The Charlie Rose Showwho complained of harassment,  “Being Charlie” was perhaps an essential part of his professional persona: a profile of Rose in Newsdaytitled “The Love Cult of Charlie Rose,” was one of many to note his “famously seductive gaze.”  The seductiveness may be why many people thought at the time that a lot of the behavior now being called out and condemned was not so bad, and why some of the men accused made little effort to hide it.

I’ve always been fond of the name Charlie – it seems to imply a genial and unassuming person, less formal than Charles and more intimate than Chuck.  It’s been used effectively as the name of the “Peanuts” cartoon character Charlie Brown, John Steinbeck’s canine companion in “Travels with Charley,” Edgar Bergen’s puppet Charlie McCarthy, detective Charlie Chan, and silent movie star Charlie Chaplin.  In high school Vince Curll and I befriended the dour iconoclast Charles Thomas and got him to loosen up by calling him Charlie, as in “good time Charlie.” During the mid-Fifties my favorite baseball player was Tiger Charlie “Paw Paw” Maxwell.  Later I had a good-natured brother-in-law nicknamed Charlie that fit him to a T.  One of my closest friends is Charlie Halberstadt.  Retiring Indiana State Representative Charlie Brown  believes using that nickname was a political asset.

Laura Marsh wrote:
In her book The Hearts of Men (1983), Barbara Ehrenreich traces this change in masculinity through the twentieth century, detailing the dissatisfactions many men felt at having to marry early and support their wives, who secured what Playboy sourly called “an Assured Lifetime Income”through marriage. To be a husband and a father in the 1950s meant being a provider—getting a job and, in order to keep it, submitting to the conformity of the office. A successful man was the one who could mold his personality both to the corporate culture at work and to domestic ideals at home. For such men the promise of sexual liberation was that separating sex from the responsibilities of traditional marriage would release him from crushing expectations, freeing him to be whoever he wanted to be.

In sixth grade a classmate’s mother called the house and told Midge that I had deliberately brushed against the her daughter’s breasts, as we called them then.   I was floored since I had no idea what she was talking about and had no interest in the girl or her newly sprouted tits, as we referred to them then.  Now had it been farmer’s daughter Thelma Van Sant, the accusation would have been more plausible, albeit untrue.  My mother believed me, and nothing further came of the matter, other than my being wary not to get too close to the girl.  Years later, as a college professor, I never took advantage of my positon nor was ever accused of improper sexual behavior but knew enough to keep my office door open after an incident involving a colleague.

I offered to send my latest Steel Shavings to former Post-Tribunecolumnist Jeff Manes and he replied, If you hand deliver Shavings, I'll fry us some fish. Let me know. Bring McShane. The levee broke on Feb 22. Went 42 days without NIPSCO. I put up a sign: ‘Welcome to Ramsey Road. We are the Puerto Rico of Jasper County.’ - The Kankakee Ki.”  Great nickname for the sage of the Kankakee River.
Coach Vic Bubas with Duke players
1944 Lew Wallace grad Vic Bubas passed away at age 91. The high school basketball star, who helped Wallace win its first sectional and regional championships, played for North Carolina State and between 1963 and 1966 coached Duke to 3 Final Four appearances.  He is credited with transforming the ACC into one of the top conferences in the county and being one of the first coaches to scout high school prospects prior to their senior year.  In 1969, after ten years at the helm, Bubas retired from coaching and became an administrator.  In 1976 he became the first commissioner of the Sun Belt Conference.
Post-Tribune photos of IUN hearings by Kyle Telethon
Area lawmakers Charlie Brown, Vernon Smith, Lonnie Randolph (East Chicago) and Eddie Melton (Merrillville) held hearings at IUN on the dwindling number of African-American students (down to 17 percent) and faculty. Approximately  80 people attended, including former Labor Studies professor Ruth Needleman, who pointed to the lack of relevant programs.  A partial explanation for the problem is that many qualified minority students obtain scholarships and go away to college and that the market for black faculty is tight.  I would also argue that the shabby treatment of former vice chancellors for academic affairs Kwesi Aggrey and Mark McPhail, both sensitive to the problem but unable to convince others to make minority hiring and enrollment diversity a top university priority, is also responsible.
 George and Betty Villareal at IU Day
At bowling the Pin Chasers swept the Electrical Engineers to finish the season ahead of us in the standings.  In the crucial game, all we needed was for our lefty anchor Dick Maloney to mark.  After leaving the 3-6, he seemed to have it covered, but his ball flattened and went straight at the 3-pin and left the 6-pin – chopped wood, as the saying goes.  I told aviation buff Gene Clifford that my bridge buddy Tom Rea had recently attended an air show in Florida.  “It must have been the Lakeland Sun’n Fun Fly-In,”he replied.  Opponent George Villareal, who the day before had attended IUN Fun Day.  One of the attractions was a six-ton steam-whistle-playing calliope located outside Hawthorn Hall, which could be heard in my Archives cage and acted sort of like a pied piper.
Toivo Pekkanen 
I have started Toivo Pekka’s 1953 autobiography about his Finnish Childhood, “Lapsuuteni,” which contains this elegiac fantasy:
One of these mornings
One spring morning
When the sun rises in the sky
I will mount my steed
           . . . . . 
Only for a moment
Shall his hoofs thunder over the rooftops
Only for an instant
Shall my shadow flash against the skies
Already I shall be far away, set free.
 Mathew Brady

Samuel A Love and I had lunch at Flamingo’s and worked on captions that will go with his photos of Gary poetry projects that Ron Cohen and I plan to include in the third edition of our Gary pictorial history. V Sam told me that when he was a kid, the first edition that his parents bought was one of his favorite books, along with one about the Civil War photos of Mathew Brady.

Saturday, November 7, 2015

Calumet Headwaters


“A river with beautiful and optimistic symbolism attached to its name not only becomes a pipe, but on its 16 mile journey to Lake Michigan also becomes one of the most polluted rivers in America, containing up to 90% industrial effluent.” Powell A. Moore, “The Calumet Region: Indiana’s Last Frontier” (1959)
Fereshteh Toosi
Corey Hgelberg’s handmade woodcut book “This Is Not Peace Pipe” was part of “At the Headwaters,” an interactive Chicago Art Institute exhibit about the Calumet River at Miller’s Gardner Center.  Among the interesting items were a floor trail,photos taken from a balloon, materials found at an abandoned rail yard, and mounds resembling piles of sand made from Calumet baking powder. Fereshteh Toosi explained:
  A portrait of an Indian person has served as the logo for the Calumet baking powder company since its founding in Chicago in 1889.  “Calumet Mounds” alludes to the industrial and commercial history of this region, its impact on our health and quality of life, and the ways in which human culture is consumed and traded as a commodity.
  The flour mounds are a visual reference to the piles of industrial materials currently found along Calumet waterways.  These forms also invoke the presence of ceremonial burial chambers covered with soil that were traditionally built by indigenous people along rivers and lakes in the Midwest.
 fans at Sinatra Tolerance concert; below, Lucille Gause Bobo
WBEZ reporter Yolanda Perdomo interviewed historian Ron Cohen and former Froebel students William Hill and Lucille Gause Bobo for a piece about the 1945 Froebel School Strike.  Hill, active in Black Lives Matter, told Perdomo that the strike “instilled activism in me, from that time on.”  Bobo worked in the Lake County prosecutor’s office and now has a booth Saturdays at a Gary flea market.  The former high school cheerleader told Perdomo that told of making up a special cheer for basketball player George Revetta that went: “Cheese, cheese, cheddar, cheddar, nobody can beat George Revetta.”
The Defense Department paid 14 NFL teams a total of more than $10 million to put on patriotic halftime displays believing it to be an effective recruitment tool.  Arizona senators John McCain and Jeff Flake criticized the “paid patriotism” as wasteful and fraudulent.

On the fourth anniversary of “Casual Fridays” Lakeshore Radio hosts Jerry Davich and Karen Walker played clips of past highlights and interviewed Graham Russell of Air Supply, an Australian soft rock group scheduled to perform sappy songs like “Lost in Love” and “All Out of Love” at Blue Chip Casino in Michigan City. 
Touted as a hero since his death in September, Fox Lake Illinois officer Charles Joseph Gliniwicz, known as “G.I. Joe,” staged his suicide to make it look like a homicide.  For years he’d pilfered from a police Explorer fund to pay his mortgage, fly first class on junkets, and visit porno sites.  He may even have attempted to hire a hit man to kill a local official investigating him.  What a scumbag.
Calling soldiers G.I.s gained widespread popularity during World War II.  The initials first stood for logistics products made from galvanized iron and later “Government Issue” equipment.  In the early 1960s Hasbro marketed G.I. Joe as “America’s movable fighting man” and put out four different action figures (not dolls, the company emphasized) representing the army, navy, air force, and marines.  Comic books followed and then films, video games, and animated TV series.
above, Dalton and Cleo Trumbo; below, Bryan cranston and Diane Lane
“Breaking Bad” actor Bryan Cranston stars in a biopic about blacklisted screenwriter Dalton Trumbo.  One of the “Hollywood Ten,” Trumbo spent a year in jail for contempt of Congress.  Twice he joined and then quit the American Communist Party, unable to tolerate its strict orthodoxy.  Sometimes using a pseudonym, Trumbo wrote the screenplay to “Exodus,” “Spartacus,” and “Roman Holiday,” plus B-movies and wartime flicks such as “A Guy Named Joe” (1943) starring Spencer Tracy and Van Johnson as pilots; neither main character is named Joe, but after Tracy returns from a successful bombing run, a British kid tells a friend, “That’s what all American soldiers are called, guys named Joe.”
above, January Jones as Betty Draper; below, Alissa with Josh and Miranda
For Halloween granddaughter Alissa dressed as Betty Draper from “Mad Men,” the beautiful “ice queen” who had trouble adjusting to the 1960s.  My favorite Betty Draper scene was when she fired a gun at a neighbor’s pigeons with a cigarette in her mouth after the guy threatened to kill the Draper dog.  She slapped the mother of ten year-old Glen, who criticized her giving Glen a lock of her hair after being told she looked beautiful, like a princess.   Learning Don was unfaithful, she pleasured herself by embracing a vibrating washing machine.  The season she ballooned in weight she squirted whipped cream into her mouth.  A smoker like nearly everyone in the series, Betty deserved a better fate than to come down with terminal cancer.  I had hoped the Drapers would end up together again.  In the Huffington Post Joanne Bamberger, who loved Betty’s gumption despite her flaws, wrote:
            She's the anti-mom who threatened to cut off Sally's fingers when she found out her child was "exploring" herself and then locked her in a closet for smoking a cigarette.
            She's a character that many people pitied -- a caricature of a housewife of a certain era who had no options other than to stay in 'burbs, raise the kids, drink too much wine and smoke too many cigarettes, throw some dinner parties and forget any budding Feminine Mystique-type ideas they might have had before walking down the aisle.

It’s difficult to dislike a movie starring Sandra Bullock and Billy Bob Thornton, but “Our Brand Is Crisis” comes close.  Set in Bolivia and meant to expose the hypocrisy of political operators, it has an unrealistic Hollywood ending and, trying for laughs, several groan-inducing moments, including Billy Bob telling Sandra that in the next couple weeks he’ll be pleasuring himself thinking of her and Sandra responding, “Thanks, I’ll be honored.”  She should have slapped him hard, like Betty Draper would have done.

Against the Pin Chasers the Electrical Engineers took all three games.  Frank Shufran was our high roller with a 587 series.  I bowled a 481 - 145, 182, and 154.  Opponent George Villareal matriculated at IU Northwest in 1972 after getting out of the military and obtaining a job at NIPSCO.  He graduated 25 years later.  His most memorable teacher: George Bodmer.  Wife Betty is vice president of the IUN Board of Directors.  Her favorite instructor: Anne Balay.

In “The Boys in the Boat” Daniel James Brown refers to the final game of the 1933 World Series. In the tenth inning Giants slugger Mel Ott homered into the centerfield bleachers against the Washington Senators pitcher Jack Russell.  In the Seattle Post-Intelligencer appeared a half-page cigarette ad proclaiming: “21 of 23 Giants World Champions Smoke Camels.  It Takes Healthy Nerves to Win the World Series.”  Ott was the first National League player to hit more than 500 home runs; his name is often in crossword puzzles.
At Lake Street Gallery for Jane Ammeson’s book signing (“A Jazz Age Murder in Northwest Indiana”) I chatted with Dick and Cheryl Hagelberg, Steve Spicer, gallery owner Joyce, and Rich Gonzalez, retired Purdue Cal Engineering professor recently hospitalized 17 days after a heart operation.  Walking to the car, I spotted attorney Scott King smoking a cigarette outside Miller Bakery Café.  I told him about visiting George Van Til next week in Terre Haute.  I wonder if King – or the over-zealous U.S. Attorney or judge who sent him there -  fully realizes the debilitating effect prison has had on Van Til’s health and morale.

Saturday was an IUN Homecoming double-header, and Willie Nile rocked Valpo’s Memorial Opera House.  We met our bridge group at Sage restaurant, and Toni hosted bridge back at the condo.  Dessert was a cheesecake sampler- three pieces each of four different types.  Bryan talked about working for Sears for 30 years.  Co-founder Alvah Roebuck began work as a watchmaker at a Hammond, Indiana, jewelry store at age 12.  In 1895 he asked Sears to buy him out for $200,000.  Ruined by the 1929 stock market crash, Roebuck rejoined the company and made personal appearances, especially at stores in the South after a rumor spread that he was black. 

Hosting Saturday Night Live, Donald Trump was pretty boring, basically playing himself.  When Larry David yelled out, “You’re a racist,” adding that protestors had offered $5,000 to anyone who did that, Trump replied that as a businessman, he couldn’t argue with that.  Trump’s act is getting pretty old.  More and more, it looks like Hillary Clinton versus Marco Rubio in 2016, as Jeb Bush continues to fade.