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Monday, Monday… or more links about people gettin’ ready

I spent the past few days huddling with a posse of like minded souls, thinking and talking about what we can do to help keep our country from sliding off the rails. And as we gathered, and planned, and thought about the long line of civil rights activists that came before us, this song came to mind.

So instead of my usual varied Monday links, I give you 7 of my favorite versions of the great 1965 song by The Impressions that has become an anthem for so many.

Here’s Curtis Mayfield himself, breaking it down with a whole bunch of priceless outfits on stage with him.

The Reverend Al Green, joined by Linda Jones and Wanda Neal, has a smile that could sink a thousand ships.

Ok so this one isn’t a video, but it’s Aretha Franklin. And as she is the Queen of Soul, her rendition of this song is not to be missed.

Eva Cassidy Keeping it real at the Blues Alley jazz supper club in Georgetown, DC, on the 3rd of January back in 1996.

It wouldn’t be a playlist without a reggae break. So here’s the son of God, Ziggy Marley, with his joyous version.

Alicia Keys, singing her heart out at the piano, before she stopped wearing make up.

And last but not least, Rod Stewart. Seated, unplugged, and bespeckled, but still killing it.

Merry Christmas to all…

xmas tree 2016

Put everything else aside just for a minute and hold your loved ones close. Tell your parents you love them. Smile at a stranger. Go out of your way for someone before they ask you for a favor. And remember that the more joy you can hold in your heart, the stronger a warrior for good you will become.

And we’re going to need all the warriors we can get.

For unto us was born this day a savior. And that savior is all of us.

Christmas morning, at 1:08 am

christmas tree 2015

Here’s to a future where each day is merrier and brighter than the last… Where sugarplums are the primary subject of our dreams… And where the good guys of the world confound the grinches simply by holding hands and singing.

We can make it happen.

Merry Christmas, everybody.

If hell is real…

Just one of the piles on my dining room table right about now...

Just one of the piles on my dining room table right about now…

It might look a little something like this huge pile of receipts that I am boring through right now, trying to get my 2014 financial picture together so that I can file my taxes. Or, to be more honest, so that I can give them (in some sort of organized fashion) to more knowledgeable professionals so that they can get everything ready for me to sign and pass on to the IRS.

I was supposed to be done with this awhile ago, but, as you can see, I am far far from that goal. I will be taking a bit of a break from posting anything up here till I finish the task at hand. Please bear with me.

And with God, (and you guys) as my witness, I will not wait until the last minute to do this ever again.

Happy Anniversary to me!

wedding photo

The bride and groom, exactly 12 years ago, photographed by best man Mark Seliger.

Today is groundhog day and, far more importantly, our 12th wedding anniversary.

As such, this day is more about cooking a delicious meal, making fun decorations, straightening up the apartment (so it looks like the fantasy version we all saw in the paper a month ago) and, of course, scraping the ice and snow off of the car, than it is about blogging.

Sometimes it’s nice just to live life, without a thought to documenting it as well.

See you guys tomorrow.

Time out

Late fall harvest

Late fall harvest, 2014.

A heartfelt thank you to my most excellent posse for being with me so ferociously every step of the way.

I am the luckiest person in the world.

The more things change…

9/11 missing signs

These are 9 of the 240 SX-70 Polaroids I took of signs people put up after their loved ones didn’t surface from the bombing of the World Trade Center on Sept 11, 2001…

Thirteen years ago, I was in a cab crossing the 59th street bridge, cursing the traffic, when I turned to look downtown and saw the World Trade Center burning. By the time I’d delivered my assignment (I was shooting fashion week parties for style.com at the time) the whole world had turned upside down as we realized that a brutal act of terrorism can actually happen right at our front door.

For the next few days, I was marooned in the west village with my then boyfriend (now husband) and my SX-70 Polaroid camera (not sure why I had it with me, but there you are.) We spent lots of time wandering the streets, and I found myself compelled to photograph the missing sings that people were beginning to put up– evidence of a desperate optimism that was unfortunately largely unfounded.

And now we listen to President Obama talking about beginning yet another War On Terror against a new mutation of Al Qaeda that threatens to put us all back in the same place we were over a decade ago.

I know that history repeats itself, but it seems to me that the cycles have become unsustainably short.

May all of the once and future victims of this horrible chapter in history rest in peace and may we eventually learn how to live with each other in such a way that we do not feel compelled to blow our fellow man into oblivion every time they stray from whatever our chosen value set might be.