FEMINIST FRIDAY IS ON VACATION AND WILL RETURN IN AUGUST.
Listen to Rachel read her poetry. It is a treat.
6 girls in plaits, slacks and hand-knitted jerseys
Once we were special because we were six
six little girls all dressed the same
all funny and noisy and naughty and cute.
Now we are special because we are
six old women all blessed the same
all talky and thinky and lucky and winky
and still THANK YOU GOD alive and thriving
in our seventies and eighties.
How do I dare even think those words
when frailty is overdue
and death is knocking at the house next door?
Before you even read this page
one of the sisters may be dead
but what would I write instead?
Meantime being lively at our stage
in this time of the plentiful unyoung
is not so special, it’s almost a norm
for some lucky ones born in the olden days
of food in the garden and school that was free
and no need for…
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James Corden has taken all kinds of musicians out for a ride on his “Late, Late Show” Carpool Karaoke segment. But not have been quite as magical, mystical — or emotional — as Thursday’s drive … with former Beatle Paul McCartney.
Corden is airing shows from London this week, but took a side trip north to the Beatles’ hometown of Liverpool, where McCartney, 76, slipped in alongside him for renditions of classic tunes like “Penny Lane,” “Blackbird” and “Drive My Car” (which seemed obligatory, given the circumstances). He also launched into a new hit, “Come On to Me,” from his forthcoming album “Egypt Station.”
“I wrote my first song when I was 14,” said McCartney. “It was called, ‘I Lost My Little Girl.'” Then he even crooned a bit of it!
And when they actually stopped by the real Penny Lane, they got out so McCartney could add his autograph to one of the signs, and took selfies. Along the way they stopped off in a barbershop (with a barber showing photographs) and met some of the locals on the street. “The last time I was around here, nobody was noticing me at all,” McCartney noted.
But it wasn’t just about the music; McCartney is loaded with amazing personal and Beatles history that clearly delighted Corden (who wasn’t afraid to poke a little fun by dressing up in Beatles outfits, from the mop-top hairstyle to “Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band” colorful military garb).
Then things turned a bit heavier; McCartney said he’d once had a dream where his late mother told him everything would be all right. “Just let it be,” he said she told him in the dream, which of course led to one of the band’s most beloved songs, “Let It Be.”
The pair sang the tune, which left Corden in tears. He noted that his grandfather and his father who played that song for him, and wiped his eyes.
“That’s the power of music,” McCartney said. “It’s weird, isn’t it, how it can do that to you.”
Since they were in Liverpool, McCartney and Corden stopped by the house where the songwriter had lived as a teenager and where he and John Lennon wrote several hit songs. The house is now a member of the UK National Trust and has been preserved as it was back in the day.
After wandering around the house and noting how the commonplace nature of it inspired his future songs, McCartney invited Corden to the “acoustic chamber,” aka the bathroom. “I would spend hours in here with my guitar,” said McCartney, taking a seat on the toilet.
Then he took a seat at the piano and sang, “When I’m 64” while fans gathered outside and took photos. One local said his brother was named after McCartney.
Ultimately, they ended up at a pub (which also seemed obligatory) and Corden stepped behind a bar, surprising the patrons with McCartney on stage playing with a band. Instantly, the crowd jumped to their feet and clapped along as the band ran through songs like “Hard Day’s Night,” “Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da,” “Love Me Do” and “Back in the USSR.”
Of course, no McCartney concert would be complete without a rendition of “Hey Jude,” and for that he invited Corden to join him. Then it was time for tears and emotional hand waving from the audience as they all sang together on that final, repeating chorus.
Noted Corden, “I think this is an afternoon not one of us will ever forget.”
Understatement of the year!
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THIS IS OUR BELOVED HADDY AT CHRISTMAS.
In 1838, John Estaugh Hopkins was digging in a marl pit (on a small tributary of the Cooper River in Haddonfield, New Jersey, and part of the Campanian-age Woodbury Formation) when he uncovered large bones, putting them on display at his home, also in Haddonfield. In 1858, these bones sparked the interest of a visitor, William Parker Foulke. The skeleton was dug out from the marl pit in 1858 by Foulke. The excavation site, known as the Hadrosaurus foulkii Leidy site, is now a National Historic Landmark. Foulke contacted paleontologist Joseph Leidy, and together they recovered an almost complete set of limbs, along with a pelvis, several parts of the feet, 28 vertebrae (including 18 from the tail), eight teeth and two small parts of the jaw. Foulke and Leidy studied the fossils together, and in 1858, Leidy formally described and named Hadrosaurus foulkii in honor of his collaborator.[
TRACKS ON TRACKS ON TRACKS!
The High Line is a public park built on a historic freight rail line elevated above the streets on Manhattan’s West Side. It runs from Gansevoort Street in the Meatpacking District to West 34th Street, between 10th and 12th Avenues. If you get a chance walk the High Line. It is a fantastic experience.
Something a little different for Feminist Friday, a wonderful thank you note from a feminist father for allowing him to be the father to his daughter that he desires.
Sunday was Father’s Day. My second as a dad, though the first one where I actually got to spend all day with my daughter. Since I’ve taken this job, I’ve discovered this amazing thing called The Weekend, which I now have free.
We went to the New York Botanical Garden in the Bronx on Saturday, then Sunday to a local street fair and the park, and it was all pretty blissful. One of the most remarkable things about fatherhood, something I did not fully comprehend before I became a father, is just the genuine joy I get from hanging out with my kid. You could have tried to explain this to me before became a father, but I wouldn’t have quite gotten it.
I now look forward to spending time with Ryan the way I looked forward to playing a little league game when I was nine. Or going to a great concert when I was 21. The thing I want to do with my time is hang out with my daughter, hang out with my wife, spend time together as a family. And as I was going to bed last night, thinking about what an awesome Father’s Day I had because I got to spend more time with my family, I remembered this incredible study that Pew had done.
What you see there is how mothers and fathers spent their time nearly 40 years ago. Fathers spent most of their time working, very little time doing housework, and even less time with their kids. Only two and a half hours a week, on average. Moving up toward present day, it’s still an unequal society, but it is vastly more equal. The time fathers spend with their kids has nearly tripled since 1965.
The numbers from the 1960s show us the complete divide in the roles of parents of the pre-feminist era. Men go outside the home and earn money. Women look after the children and do housework. This was how mothers and fathers spent their time. The great demand of social revolution that was feminism was to equalize those roles. To push them more in line with each other. Today, we think about the feminist revolution as being largely defined by women transitioning to work outside the home.
Mothers spend an average of 21 hours per week at work, up from eight hours per week in 1965. And another recent Pew survey showed that in four out of ten households, women are the breadwinners. It’s a concept so foreign to many in the male power structure, that it made conservative heads explode.
But the evidence tells us that these dudes should really calm down. The Pew study shows us the opposite of feminism killing the family unit and our social order. Feminism made the family stronger. The amount of time both parents spend with their kids is double what it was in 1965. So, while the primary takeaway of feminism is how the movement affected women’s lives,the other side of it is the tripling of the time dads get to spend with their kids. It’s an incredible transformation both for men and for their kids, a huge net benefit in human happiness.
And I think about walking around my neighborhood in New York, seeing all these new dads my age, with kids on bikes, or being pushed in strollers, or hanging off them in some baby harness contraption. We have all been blessed with the gift of a society whose confines and restraints and structures were broken apart before we became dads.
This is the great gift of feminism to men: It took a sledgehammer to the must stultifying parts of patriarchy, including a vision of fatherhood in which dads were expected to be distant, stoic, removed creatures from their kids’ lives. And we have now a new and better social model, one that encourages fathers to be equal parents, and nudges them towards spending more of their time doing something that is going to make them happier: spending time with their kids.
So to all the dads out there, Happy Belated Father’s Day. And to all the mothers, grandmothers and daughters and feminist agitators—thank you for helping to make it possible.
CHRIS HAYES YOU ROCK!
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