Showing posts with label Tributes and obits. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Tributes and obits. Show all posts

Friday, December 13, 2019

Booknote: Anthony Bourdain Remembered

Cable News Network (CNN), Anthony Bourdain Remembered. New York: Ecco Books, 2019.  ISBN: 978-0-06-295658-3.

Genre: art and photography
Subgenre: television, tributes, travel, food
Format: coffee table book
Source: Berea branch of the Madison County Public Library

This is a very nice photography book. It is a tribute volume from CNN to remember Bourdain. The photography is great; we get various photos of Bourdain traveling and being with people around the world. The photos are definitely the strength and best part of the book.

The text is made up of comments, remarks, and remembrances from people who knew and/or worked with Bourdain as well as just people in general who expressed themselves in social media. To be honest, the regular fan comments are excessive for this book. After a while, they tend to get repetitive, and as a reader, you get tired of them. Somewhere halfway into the book you just look at the pictures, skim to find the substantial comments (i.e. mainly ones from people who actually knew him and/or worked with him), and skip the rest. I think if they had added some stories, anecdotes from work and his life, and seriously cut back on the social media stuff, this book would have been much better and maybe even something fans could buy as a keepsake. As it is now, it is very nice to look at, but unless you are a real hardcore Bourdain fan, this is just a nice book to borrow, look at, then go watch one of his old shows to remember his humble greatness.

4 out of 5 stars (for the photography).

Friday, January 08, 2016

Holiday Post 2015: What the heck happened?

With Epiphany, or Three Kings Day as it is known in much of Latin America, the 12 Days of Christmas come to an end, although if you go to Puerto Rico, the party will likely go on at least a couple more weeks in what is known as the octavitas. So I am still in holiday frame for a while longer yet.

I would like to end my series of Holiday Posts for this season with a look at what the heck happened in 2015. Now, most news sources do their usual summaries of the year, and there is some of that here. But I also tried to find a few different things to see what else happened in 2015 besides the usual.

Note that I am not including books and reading here. If you are interested in items about books,  you can check out my holiday post on books and reading


News Stuff

 

Yes, we have to acknowledge I suppose that some stuff happened on the news during 2015. Some of this I do find helpful as a reminder. Though I do my best to keep up with news and the world around me, I still miss quite a bit. Thus it is interesting to me to see things I missed. So, let's have a look.

  • For starters, here is a four minute video that summarizes what happened in 2015:





Entertainment and Pop Culture

Meme by Todd Mecklem (https://www.flickr.com/photos/toddmecklem/4357055264), use by CC license

A lot of stuff happens in entertainment and pop culture. Much of it I could not care less about. However, I do find some trivia interesting, so in that light, let's see what happened in entertainment and pop culture.




The Library World

World War I Camp Library, Camp Sheridan, 1918 (via Wikimedia https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:World_War_I_Camp_Library.png)


I am a librarian, so I suppose I should at least feign some interest to what may have been happening in my profession and the world of libraries. Don't get me wrong. I love what I do, and I love the world of libraries. I do not particularly care for the many soap operas you often find in the profession. 

Some News from the World of Erotica and Sex and Gender

19th Century French Erotica book cover. Via Traveling Man at Flickr (https://www.flickr.com/photos/travelingman/2179123171). Used by CC license.


All sorts of interesting things happened in the world of erotica, sex, gender, sex work, and education. Many of these stories often slip under the radar unless you pay attention and/or you choose to follow sources in those areas. So here is a small sampling. The usual warning: some sites may have NSFW content.



Fuckery


Yes. 2015 was a year full of what can best be described as fuckery. Assholes, bigots, plagues, and other assorted bullshit, ignorance, and stupidity happened this year. Yea, the stupid was strong in 2015.




Wednesday, April 22, 2015

Book Review: Smoke Gets In Your Eyes

Caitlin Doughty, Smoke Gets In Your Eyes: and Other Lessons from the Crematory. New York: W.W. Norton and Co., 2014. ISBN: 978-0-393-24023-8.

Genre: Nonfiction
Subgenre: memoir, autobiography, mortuary science, history, trivia
Format: hardcover
Source: My local public library

This memoir of a crematory worker is a fascinating book that blends memoir with mortuary trivia and history. We learn about the mortuary industry in the United States and about mortuary practice around the world. I learned a lot from reading. I have expressed before that when my time comes I would like to be cremated, and after reading this I can say I still would like that. Believe me, once you learn what goes on into the embalming process, you'd consider cremation too. Sure, the book's topic may be morbid for some readers, but the author makes it interesting, accessible, and we even get some moments of light humor. This may be a book that more people need to read, if for no other reason than to demystify mortuary industry.

For me, this certainly qualifies as one of my best reads for 2015. Caitlin Doughty's memoir of working at a crematory then going on to mortuary school and striving to provide better options for the dead and their families is moving, fascinating, and engaging. In writing about the dead, she writes with respect and compassion. In writing about the need to improve mortuary practices, she is a passionate and knowledgeable advocate.

The author does a great job at educating people about death rituals and the mortuary industry that she works in. She also dispels many myths and misconceptions the industry often promotes; the industry does it for various reasons, including financial incentives. The mortuary industry sees her as lifting the curtain on secrets of their trade, but these so-called secrets are things that everyone needs to know in order to prepare for a good death.

Overall, this is a must-read book, and I highly recommend it. It is a great book for both public and academic libraries. Public libraries will want it for the popular discussion of death rituals and culture. Academic libraries may want it not just for the popular discussion material but also for the historical accounts presented. The book also features a section of notes for sources.

5 out of 5 stars.

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Additional reading notes:

On how death moved to hospitals and was medicalized:

"Dying in the sanitary environment of a hospital is a relatively new concept. In the late nineteenth century, dying at a hospital was reserved for indigents, the people who had nothing and no one. Given the choice, a person wanted to die at home in their bed, surrounded by friends and family. As late as the beginning of the twentieth century, more than 85 percent of Americans still died at home" (43). 

By the 1930s, death became a medical process. The hospital was now "a place where the dying could undergo the indignities of death without offending the sensibilities of the living" (43).

Embalming was mostly, in recent times, a marketing and consumer ploy. But embalmers managed to shroud themselves in a medical cover to make themselves appear legitimate, professional, and respectable, when they were mostly hucksters who made money in war time for sending battlefield corpses home. They had quite a marketing operation to spin a better narrative:

"Manufacturers of embalming chemicals aggressively marketed the unique image of the embalmer as a highly trained professional and technical mastermind-- an expert in both sanitation and the arts, creating corpses for public admiration" (81).

Keep in mind that:

"Never mind that corpses had been kept quite safely in the home, prepared by the family, for hundreds of years" (81). 

And the sad thing is:

"North Americans practice embalming, but we do not believe in embalming. It is not a ritual that brings us comfort; it is an additional $900 charge on our funeral bills" (83). 

Doughty discusses the 1963 book The American Way of Death by Jessica Mitford. The book, an expose of the funeral industry and "not at all too kind to funeral directors" (107), was a bestseller in its time. However, in many ways Mitford did keep enabling the death denial culture. The book's big issue in the end was the predatory and mercenary practices of funeral directors:

"In writing The American Way of Death, Jessica Mitford wasn't trying to improve our relationship with death, she was trying to improve our relationship with the price point. That is where she went wrong. It was death that the public was being cheated out of by the funeral industry, not the money. The realistic interaction with death and the chance to face our own mortality" (113-114). 

For the most part, the process of decomposition has disappeared from the process of death for society:

"The modern corpse has two options: burial with preservative embalming, which grinds decomposition to a halt into perpetuity (or at least until the body starts to harden and shrivel like a mummy); and cremation, which turns into ash and dust. Either way, you will never see a human being decaying" (158). 

This can also explain the obsession and fascination society has with zombies, an obsession that has gathered more steam recently with shows like The Walking Dead (though ironically that show, and the comic that serves as the show's source, has become less about zombies and more about the evil men do to each other, a paean to "stand your ground" types). On this fascination, the author writes:

"Because we've never encountered a decomposing body, we can only assume they are out to get us. It is no wonder there is a cultural fascination with zombies. They are public enemy number one, taboo, extraordinaire, the most gruesome thing there is--a reanimated decomposing corpse" (158). 

She also goes on to discuss how the burial process  usually works. That part of the book is worth reading as it dispels many common misconceptions.

The real reason embalmers embalm:


"Embalmers embalm because they think it makes the corpse look better, because they've been told it's what's 'right' and 'decent,' and because it makes it easier to control the viewing. Also, they get paid for it. Not because the microorganisms present in an un-embalmed body pose any threat to a family" (174). 

We understand the science of death and how germs actually work. There just is no reason to say proximity to the dead, especially just for brief moments of closure, will harm the living.

And we the living do need closure when death comes:

"A corpse does not need you to remember it. In fact, it doesn't need anything anymore--it's more than happy to lie there and rot away. It is you who needs the corpse. Looking at the body you understand the person is gone, no longer an active player in the game of life. Looking at the body you see yourself, and you know that you, too, will die. The visual is a call to self-awareness. It is the beginning of wisdom" (174). 

Even the bad economy gets the dead along with the living:

"In bad economies, major cities see a drastic increase in unclaimed bodies, not all of them homeless or even without a family. A son may have loved his mother, but if his house is in foreclosure and his car repossessed, his mother's body might shift from relic to burden very quickly" (204). 

The author's definition of a good death:

"For me, the good death includes being prepared to die, with my affairs in order, the good and bad messages delivered that need delivering. The good death means dying while I still have my mind sharp and aware; it also means dying without having to endure large amounts of suffering and pain. The good death means accepting death as inevitable, and not fighting it when the time comes. This is my good death, but as legendary psychotherapist Carl Jung said, 'It won't help to hear what I think about death.' Your relationship to mortality is your own" (222). 

I could certainly get behind that idea. Death is coming for us all; we may as well make peace with it and be ready.

Let me take a moment or two to look at a few thoughts presented in the book that no one really considers. One, a physician and medical school professor she spoke to stated the following:

"By 2020 there will be a huge shortage of physicians and caretakers, but no one wants to talk about it" (222). 

Now ponder the above, and add this in:

"The fastest-growing segment of the US population is over eighty-five, or what I would call the aggressively elderly. If you reach eighty-five, not only is there a strong chance you are living with some form of dementia or terminal disease, but statistics show that you have a 50-50 chance of ending up in a nursing home, raising the question of whether a good life is measured in quality or quantity" (223). 

And that assumes that there will be a caretaker for all those deteriorating old people let alone them or their families being able to afford a caretaker or a quality nursing home. Deity of choice help those who end up in an understaffed, poorly run nursing home, one of those that once in a while end up in the news while the rest of society cringes.  Now the author is not writing this to be mean to old people, but consider that, in contrast to the 1800s, when folks tended to die quickly, today modern medicine basically allows people to spend years on end actively dying, dragging out the inevitable, often causing more suffering not just for the one dying but for the family. Thus, consider the following:

"We do not (and will not) have the resources to properly care for our increasing elderly population, yet we insist on medical intervention to keep them alive. To allow them to die would signal the failure of our supposedly infallible modern medical system" (224). 

Those passages about the elderly really made me think. I'll be honest. I would rather die early and in peace than be held prisoner to the medical establishment. Keep in mind the reality is most elder folk, most of which are women by the way, will end up in an overcrowded nursing home, slowly and painfully dying, and that's if you are lucky. Only very few will have a solid and good retirement plan and a devoted caretaker. Those few are exceptions, not the rule.

And in the end, when it comes to the frantic efforts to extend life, as in much else in life, just follow the money:

"It is no surprise that the people trying so frantically to extend our lifespans are almost entirely rich, white men. Men who have lived lives of systematic privilege, and believe the privilege should extend indefinitely" (228).

This book qualifies for the following 2015 Reading Challenges:










Wednesday, April 08, 2015

Booknote: Being Dead Is No Excuse

Gayden Metcalfe and Charlotte Hays,  Being Dead Is No Excuse: the Official Southern Ladies Guide to Hosting the Perfect Funeral. New York: Miramax Books, 2005. ISBN: 9781401359348.

Genre: Nonfiction
Subgenre: regional, etiquette and manners, funerary customs,  food, Southern  U.S., humor (well, there is some humor.)
Format: Hardcover.
Source: My local public library.


This book may sound morbid on the surface, but this guide to U.S. southern manners and behavior for funerals, using Greenville, Mississippi as model, has amusing moments and humor. Food is a big part of southern funerals, so the book also includes some authentic southern recipes. Funerals in the Delta are not just funerals; they are full-blown social events. As the authors write,

"A nice funeral is good for everybody. If the family has been through a long, painful sickness, it's a chance to pull themselves together, spruce up, sober up, and put on their best dark clothes (white is acceptable during the Delta summer) and bid the dearly departed a formal farewell" (28). 

The book strives to settle some deep questions, such as who does better food for funerals. Is it the Episcopalian ladies or the Methodist ladies? This is discussed in the second chapter of the book.  On the one hand, Methodists seem to have the upper hand in covered dish casseroles, and "historically, Methodists are better behaved than Episcopalians" (33). On the other hand, Episcopalians do drink and do so more openly. Yet, if you are not too pretentious, given that being pretentious is apparently a requirement of a southern funeral, then Methodist cooking may be for you. Heck, "when polled anonymously, many Episcopalians admit to a secret preference for the eclectic Methodist goo" (35). I do think the use of the word "goo" may reveal the authors' biases a bit.

Chapter 3 discusses the delicate art and taste of having a good obituary, an obituary that tastefully focuses on your positives. However, you do have to do it right:

"There is a difference between touching up a few details and an extreme make-over. In an obituary, you must strive to make the deceased look their best-- but not look like somebody else. After all, this is a moment for which they've been waiting all their lives. Selectivity is the key to success in this delicate undertaking" (68). 

This can include what can, politely at best, be called a white lie or two. Are you a lady who did not finish college because going to parties and dating boys and taking hard classes were a problem? You made a choice, and the choice was dropping out of college for boys and parties? Not a problem. You can go to college and graduate posthumously. That's Southern right there just as long as you have the right obituary writer.

In the end, the book is quite a look at aristocratic southern culture via its funerary rituals. Well, aristocratic or pretending to maintain that image. There a lot of rituals and details in a good southern funeral. At times, I found amusing some of the rituals and details, but there are also things that struck me as a bit ridiculous. Chalk it up to them being southern I suppose (versus me not being southern, i.e. to them I suppose I would not "get it.").

The book overall was a good read. It does have a lot of recipes included, which makes sense since food is such a big part of the funerals. A lot of the recipes are what I would describe as very "old school," but this is about tradition after all. I am just saying you won't see these recipes on cooking television unless it's some show with some modern chef coming to yell at them for serving Civil War era food in the 21st century. The book was entertaining, but it was also a bit stuffy at times. In the end, I liked it, but it was not a big deal.

I am giving it 3 out of 5 stars.

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Here are a few more notes of things I wanted to remember or found amusing in the book:

In the South,  good note writing skills and manners are crucial. You do not want to be the woman that others say "I bet her mother wasn't a Southern girl" (75). It is a Southern mother's duty to make sure her children (and we assume here this means her girls) can write good notes. So, how does a note from a Southern girl work?

"A note from a Southern girl never has a fill-in-the-blank feel. There is nothing generic about it. A Southern girl has to stop herself from gushing more than Old Faithful. If she is writing a thank-you note for a toaster, she doesn't just say thank you. She tells you about every little ol' thing she's ever toasted in it or is likely to toast in it. In a sympathy note, she doesn't say that Uncle Willie who has been lost will now be missed-- she recalls the cute bow ties Uncle Willie always wore. She does not recall that he also had a cute mistress named Lorene" (75). 

The book speaks further on the importance of stationery. Monograms on stationery do need to be really engraved so they pass the "finger test." An exception could be made, but otherwise, do not go cheap:

"Of course, we invented shabby genteel down here, and we really don't mind if a family scrimps because of actual economic hardship. We are not pleased, however, when somebody who made a good crop last year resorts to that cheesy, pre-printed stationery supplied by the funeral home. A death is the time for the best stationery  you can afford" (76). 

However, there may be moments to be glad you live in a small town. A sudden death can be a reminder of this:

"People in small towns instinctively want to help each other through a crisis. In good times, you're always complaining that everybody knows your business. In bad times, you know that the covered dishes are on the way. The smaller the town, the more food you will get" (143). 

As a private introvert, people all wanting to know my business in a small town has been a bit of an adjustment, balancing between being open and friendly and setting boundaries without appearing to be rude. Part of me wonders if I get to live here (Berea, KY) long enough if a covered dish or two might show up at my funeral (it is not as Southern as the Deep South here, but they still have enough Southern here at the edge of Appalachia).

And speaking of funeral food in the South, here is a not-so-secret secret:

"A cardinal rule of Southern funeral cooking: Fresh is not best" (145).

So expect casseroles, carbs, and things made with a base of mushroom soup. For many, that is definitely comfort food. For me, it's pizza and pasta, so feel free to bring plenty to my funeral.

Now, funeral food comes friends, family, so on. A lot of covered dishes come in. How do you, the recipient, keep track of who brought what and where to return the empty dish? There is a solution for that too: calling cards. No, they are not just for leaving in the little silver tray when you visit:

". . . attaching them to the funeral food offering. We write what we brought on the other side. This not because we insist upon being thanked but because we know we will be, and we want to make it as easy as possible for the family member in charge of notes to do so without being embarrassed by not having the foggiest what we brought" (210). 

And after the funeral, a restorative cocktail is a good thing. It might even help folks finish off that pineapple casserole. Right after a funeral you need two things to celebrate life, and those are friends and alcohol. I can certainly agree with that. Such time for friends and drinking after the funeral is "also a good time to reminisce about the person who has died and to celebrate life" (213). I know when mom passed away, we did some good drinking back home, and we did reminisce quite a bit while were at it. Because in the end, whether you have a big fancy funeral or a small simple ritual, it is about celebrating life, the life of the one dearly departed and the lives of those who remain.


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This book qualifies for the following 2015 Reading Challenges:











Thursday, September 04, 2008

Movie previews just not the same anymore

Don LaFontaine, the well known voice over artist, passed away this week. We just won't know what will happen "in a world. . ." anymore. At least, not the way he used to tell us.

Anyhow, I am sure if you go on YouTube, like I did, you will find a few spots to remember the man and his great voice. One of my favorites, of all silly things, is that Geico spot where they "hired that announcer guy from the movies:"




Also, via Campus Squeeze, a routine featuring Mr. Lafontaine as one of the 3 Tenors of Movie Trailers:



And finally, a little feature from ABC television:

Monday, June 23, 2008

Stuff and 7 words: Rest in Peace George Carlin

I turned the news on this morning to the sad news that comedian George Carlin (1937-2008) passed away. He became known early on for his Seven Words routine (the seven words you can't say on TV. By the way, you still can't say them). Since this is not TV, and in rememberance of a man who made us laugh as well as think, here they are, the seven words you cannot say on tv:
  1. Shit
  2. Piss
  3. Fuck
  4. Cunt
  5. Cocksucker
  6. Motherfucker
  7. Tits
There ya go. There are also some auxiliary words. Hear the routine here: He did cover a variety of other topics as well. So, go find one of his books, recordings, or do what I did, go to YouTube and spend some time laughing and remembering. We'll miss ya George. Update note (same day): You can find a transcript of the seven words routine, which was part of the review the U.S. Supreme Court did here. The Nation has a pretty good article on Carlin here. Carlin's take on politicians is pretty much everything I could wish and more because it is true: for all the complaining about the bad politicians (and they all suck), in the end, it's the American people who go on electing the same bunch. Here's how he put it (quoting from The Nation piece):
"Now, there's one thing you might have noticed I don't complain about: politicians," he explained in a routine that challenged all the premises of today's half-a-loaf reformers. "Everybody complains about politicians. Everybody says they suck. Well, where do people think these politicians come from? They don't fall out of the sky. They don't pass through a membrane from another reality. They come from American parents and American families, American homes, American schools, American churches, American businesses and American universities, and they are elected by American citizens. This is the best we can do folks. This is what we have to offer. It's what our system produces: Garbage in, garbage out. If you have selfish, ignorant citizens, you're going to get selfish, ignorant leaders. Term limits ain't going to do any good; you're just going to end up with a brand new bunch of selfish, ignorant Americans. So, maybe, maybe, maybe, it's not the politicians who suck. Maybe something else sucks around here… like, the public. Yeah, the public sucks. There's a nice campaign slogan for somebody: 'The Public Sucks. Fuck Hope.'"
If people want to change the way things are run in this country, then it is about time they stop being selfish, ignorant (often willingly ignorant) people, get informed, get educated, get back to a sense of the common good, to for once thinking about your neighbor instead of about yourself, and then vote accordingly. Hey, just a thought. But don't take my word for it. Mr. Carlin said it so much better. A hat tip to the OIF blog.

Wednesday, March 19, 2008

Arthur C. Clarke, one of scifi's finest, dies

With the passing of Arthur C. Clarke, the triumvirate of Asimov, Clarke, and Heinlein is now gone. Those three were seen by many as the great three in science fiction. Find the story in MSNBC here. Find the New York Times obituary here. Like Heinlein, I liked some of Clarke's works better than others. I read Childhood's End, which I remember liking. I strongly disliked Rendezvous with Rama, which I found boring. Yea, I know, that is probably sacrilege to some fans, but there you have it. I enjoyed a lot of his short fiction better I think. However, one cannot deny the talent and great influence that Clarke had not only in science fiction but in science and technology as well. Rest in peace.

Wednesday, March 05, 2008

Gygax goes on his final quest


Gary Gygax, co-creator of the RPG Dungeons and Dragons died yesterday at the age of 69. Salon offers a story here. I was one of those kids long ago who discovered role playing games with the original Dungeons & Dragons set. Back then, I ran a campaign with some friends and cousins. I have not played recently, but it has been mostly lack of time. It probably added fuel to my interest in reading and learning about fantasy and mythology. In addition to the games, he did write some fantasy fiction. I read some of his Greyhawk ages ago. Maybe it's time I see if I can find them again.

Thanks for your creations and the memories Mr. Gygax.

Update Note (3/17/08): The New York Times published a nice obituary article on Gary Gygax. Makes me want to go buy myself a new AD&D set.

Tuesday, September 05, 2006

Crikey! and farewell Steve

During the Labor Day weekend, Steve Irwin, known to many as the Crocodile Hunter, passed away after being stung by a sting ray. We spent a good number of hours in our home watching his travels and adventures and learning a little about nature and our world. Thanks Steve, and may you rest in peace. You will be missed. Our condolences to his family.

Update note (9/06/2006): Garr Reynolds at Presentation Zen is one of the many bloggers who have paid tribute to Steve Irwin. His post caught my attention because it features a photo of the Crocodile Hunter with something he said about education. The photo then:











The quotation, in case the picture is a bit small, is probably the coolest thing I have heard about teaching in a long time. No wonder the guy was such a good teacher, and no wonder I enjoy his shows so much. Anyhow:

"I believe that is all about being excited about something. Seeing passion and enthusiasm helps push an educational message." --Steve Irwin (1962-2006).

Readers can find the source of the photo over at Presentation Zen. After a day of teaching, this made my day a bit brighter. Thanks Steve for the inspiration.

Another update note (9/7/06): Cagle's Professional Cartoonists Index has a feature of editorial cartoons honoring Steve Irwin. Well worth the look. Here was my favorite image, since somehow, it just seems so right:


The image is by Mark Streeter, for the Savannah Morning News.

Tuesday, August 08, 2006

Looking at Mickey Spillane

Mickey Spillane, the creator of Mike Hammer, recently passed away. The site Crime Time featured an article on the author and his work that makes for interesting reading. Steve Holland sets up "Mickey Spillane-You the Jury" as a trial on the work of Mickey Spillane that looks at how Spillane was admired by readers and hated by some critics. I remember reading I, The Jury a few years ago, and I admit that I enjoyed it very much. What can I say? I like hard boiled detective tales. It was one of those books on my list of items to read, and I managed to find an old paperback copy in a second hand store very cheap. Having read some Dashiell Hammett and Raymond Chandler, it seemed to go along. At any rate, I will let readers look over the evidence and decide.