Chim, Chim, Chiree

A recent Op-Ed piece in the New York Times suggested, maybe it was time to scrutinize the Mary Poppins musical for unfair portrayal of African-Americans.

Julie Andrews and Dick Van Dyke will always be the main characters in my thinking. What was it about the two loveable chimney sweeps, the NYT author found offensive?

They danced and sang with soot smeared on their faces. Did the production deserve to be painted as racist?  Main characters, who were white, danced across rooftops.  Was it too similar to minstrel shows, where whites in blackface, exaggerated African-American speech and mannerisms for the sake of humor?

I didn’t see the connection. And from an informal survey, I don’t think very many other people did, either.  This fanciful, musical, romp from the past did not smack of racial insensitivity, in my opinion.  If the author’s intent was to be controversial, for controversies sake, It certainly fit the bill.

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Doesn’t Take a Weatherman To Know Which Way the Wind Blows

Nobody cares which parts of the country have good or bad weather. How one reacts to adverse conditions is what counts.

I’ve been grocery shopping with the wife; assisted with laundry. She’s been restricted from normal activities because of cataract surgery. She’s recovering well. A good excuse to go out for breakfast.

There will not be any further restaurant reviews. Everything I’ve recommended has gone out of business, caught fire, suffered from different forms of pestilence.

What makes things like that happen? Is it a matter of luck, when things one likes are discontinued or go out of business? My favorite creamy balsamic vinaigrette salad dressing disappeared. If this were a letter to “Dear Abby” it would be signed–“Desperate in the Deep South.”