RUDIMENTS 1152.

RUDIMENTS, pt. 1,152

(blind activism sure has changed)

No one ever played the castanets

around me, and, in like manner,

I never did play them either. That

sort of music  -  equivalent to nothing

really  -  never interested me at all.

Sometime about 1968 or so, there

was some incredibly stupid radio

song I can recall  -  'One Note Samba.'

What a jeky mess of an exercise that

was. I never liked that either. Tom

Jobim or someone. And any number

of quasi-singers, over the years,

have tried their hands at this too.

Voices. The worst I ever saw was

Ella Fitzgerald. I never liked

scat-singing either, found it

annoying and abhorrent. She

was someone known as a scat

singer, and made endless wrecks

of the song. If it was irony, well

maye, but it was pathetic. It

was foreshadowed, years before,

by an even worse mess called

'A Tisket, A Tasket,' that she

sang on  a fake bus scene ride.

I guess before scat-singing got

her attention. But, anyway, you

can see both o them now, (yes,

we get to keep it all these days!)

and decide for yourself. And, as I

was saying, 'One Note Samba,' is

hit on the same note with some

stupid words, to a Samba beat,

but somehow, IF ironically, Ella

Fitzgerald scats it into 1,471

notes. The both of these, A Tisket,

and One Note Samba, I am sorry

to say, may be the stupidest

things American 'Pop' music, if

that's what it was (I do hope it

wasn't really meant to be jazz),

ever produced. But everyone

went along with it, I suppose,

and that one, foolish-looking,

woman went on to become like

an Ed Sullivan staple and a

darling American cross-over

cutie, singing her schlock

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These aren't general opinions,

or opinions kept by the regular

at-home crowd, I'd suppose. But

I never cared. New York City,

back then, was filled with all

sorts of one-off rarities, people

going here or there, and everyone

looking for a style. By 1968, the

whole world, entertainment

included, was n a fierce turmoil.

Cool, and estranged from itself

as well. The place was a mess.

You get weird people, like Andy

Williams, who was then married,

I think to some babe whom everyone

liked, name forgotten  -  a previous

wife of Romain Gary, who was a

somewhat noted author, back then.

His big book-hit was 'Ski Bum.'

I forget what happened, but nothing

turned out good, and she somehow

died. Claudine Longet, I seem to

recall,  and some Sweded Sabitch

guy, a skier. Maybe not Romain

Gary  at all, though that book title

is correct. I had heard of Romaine

Lettuce, but that was it. She was

supposed to have killed him, in

the 1970's I think. This is all hazy,

and not worth  lookup, but it's

the kind of junk that the entertainment

media world like to jam into people's

head and faces. To keep them off-step,

jua a tad askew. You care about all

this, right?

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Not me. A newspaper is basically a

gossip sheet with various departments.

Even a news headline is written, not

for factual content, but to titillate or

draw you, the reader, in. That's harder

to do now, with all the options and

with a bared breast or what used to

be considered 'risque' content

everywhere and with no one caring.

Everything's been seen to death,

and the only ones who should care

now are 8-year-olds. One never hears

of anti-Semitism anymore, because

that supposed sander has been

ceased out of existence...but the

entire news-gossip industry, making

crap up out of whole cloth and spinning

opinion, is a tribal endeavor, and always

has been. From even the earliest days

of newspaper publishing-as-an-empire.

Ask any Ochs or Sulzberger you find.

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People get away with everything now

because it's disguised. A pariah group

can conceal itself and cover its identity

by spreading and fawning over distracting

and gossipy items in their newspapers

and thus successfully turn everyone's

attention away  -  into the drivel they

peddle to make their shekels. In fact,

if you don't go along with their mob

thought, you then are the latest pariah,

placed there by the supposed wandering

'outcasts' of biblical lore themselves.

What does it all add up to? Systematic

oppression. The manner by which that

unseen oppression is advanced is by

the endless distraction of the trite and

the disgusting and the negative. Newspaper

material, the endless hebe opinions pieces

ad flamboyant and misleading productions

of manufactured issues and crusades.

The loosened Al Sharptons of the world

playing up to the tightened Menachim

Begin types. It's been done so well that

'we' can't even discuss it, for the usual

death-fare of being called Anti-Semite,

etc. Code-words, 

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The 1966-era world was still so very

intellectually primitive, in those terms

and on those issues, that when the

Six-Day War took place, the entire

western world went immediately 

caterwauling in favor of Israeli

aggression and against the (oh so tired

and oh so 'not again') Islamic world 

as if once agin it was the Middle Ages.

Crusading marauders? This time for

the Jewish world? Yes, time bends,

but it never changes the warp it holds

us in. One-voice, by the time, had

taken over the world, and off went 

the newspapers, singing of it. And

NYC, right where I was, was the

capital of all that untold drivel too.

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Today's it's done in the streets; with

the ignorance of a fencepost taking

vocal claim. Back then it was done

in the newspapers and TV only.

Blind 'activism' sure has changed.