Sunday, January 3, 2016

My new word....

Writing a blog for me is therapeutic in that I get to express myself....its also internecine in that what follows can be myriad things. This is why my new word is means injurious to both parties in a conflict. You may think there is no real conflict but freedom of speech comes with a price in that its a right we all have. I may not write for comment and I say that perhaps because it is negative comment I fear. The point is always made that what it is is constructive criticism but it means control someone exercising control of us and what we do by judging it so its half of one six a dozen of the other or in a word, internecine.

Another example of the internecine is the relationship between traditional media and social media. More and more we are seeing stories generated from posts on sites, Many have led to criminal charges being laid against individuals. What is the harm in this? It seems to me that citizen journalism 2.0 can now lead the news and its as if the media have given up its standards in the interest of presenting what is popular at the expense of what is in the interest of posting.

Abuse is more systemic than can be captured on social media for one thing and is a natural second step to now seek such material as it is seen as good material. Yes I know presenting reality is what news aims to do but we have done nothing to earn this access...who says we have a right to it...are rights being violated if you film me knowingly doing something wrong...what if you encouraged me to do it? So while crimes have been exposed through social media posts the fact is that its an under legislated medium perhaps and hard to police as well making in my mind the relationship between the two internecine. This could perhaps be better articulated but its just a word thing in the end.

Internecine is technology and religion both being sustained. Technology tells me to have it means I am a modern citizen while a belief in Christ makes me more akin the the people of the Bible who fought spiritual battles all day and resisted the trappings of the false heaven of wealth and acquisition as seen among the powerful at the time. This is particularly interesting to me as it is the premise of a book I read by DH Lawrence, Apocalypse. It says in essence that the Book of Revelations was written as a warning to rich men, the King of Kings reigned supreme and vengeance is for those who do not believe. As a Christian we are told that He did not give us a spirit of fear but for some it is the fear of God that keeps us faithful....internecine?

There is a lot that falls in here in my mind. As one friend puts it 'familiarity breeds contempt' well it can and maybe because I believe it many of us grow in love? Even most romances seem to fizzle....the break up seems the norm suggesting that getting to know someone may not mean growing to love them even if it means continuing to love them if that makes sense?

There are things that I could say to explain this seemingly, even to me, ad hoc post but none may be necessary. Life and death may also be seen as internecine in some way.

More Ms Cole!

RIP Ms Melody!

Natalie Cole has died. I heard it mentioned on the radio yesterday and was immediately saddened. We may have come to associate fandom with its extreme expression like crying and pulling at your blond hair when you see your favourite idol, I am not of that. But I am a fan of Natalie Cole.

I can't help but say that some of us have long denounced the idea of 'monarchy': we shun dynastic inheritance that precludes some from achieving the pinnacle of greatness, that place on the throne. Well in my mind the very place that inverted that has as well appropriated it quite well in that we now have thanks to them, The King of Pop, The King of Rock and Roll, The Queen of Soul, a couple Queen B's and a host of other royals. The fact is the entire court of Uncle Sam is of blue blood, trust me.

I came to like Natalie Cole before I came to hate the rights of succession now seemingly owed to the kids of great actors and singers. Its as if through lineage these offspring have improved on the talents of their parents and are here to command an even greater place in the world as leaders, most of them wealthy already. I believe Natalie Cole was a real talent though and a woman of grace despite her much reported on drug use.

It was in the early 90's while I lived in New York than I would again fall in love with her having had a fond memory of her hits in the late 70's into 80's. It was at a night club called Sugar Babies. It was at  restaurant that was at the time called Sugar Reef, a colorful almost gawdy little spot where the best of the best at the time gathered on a Monday night to party hard and sweat.

There would also be performances...drag performances. One night the gorgeous and effervescent Lambert, stage name Ebony Jet, performed the song I posted above. To my memory it was lip-synced to perfection even the difficult scatting towards the end seemed more exciting to me that night than anything. I went on to buy Ms Cole's Best Of because of that night and it featured many of her songs, many of which I loved.

I have a thing for female vocalists, I have noticed, most of my favourite songs have been sung by women, for what it's worth Natalie Cole is naturally among them.