Wednesday, May 18, 2016

MEGYN KELLY--GUESS WHAT? YOU'RE NOT BARBARA WALTERS



EVERYBODY WANTS BARBARA WALTERS' CAREER. THEY CAN'T BE BLAMED FOR THAT. BUT DON'T SAY IT!!!! THAT'S NOT SMART AT ALL, MEGYN KELLY

MEGYN BEFORE THE DEBATE

MEGYN'S NEW LOOK AFTER THE DEBATE

 I like you, Megyn. You're smart. You do your homework. You have guts. When you got all the press after the first Republican debate, you knew you had your ammunition to grab the "empty Barbara Walters slot." At the beginning of your broadcast career you "had a little work done." Nice nose now. You cut your hair to look serious.

You went out and hired Barbara Walters' executive producer and specials partner, Bill Geddie, to do your specials. Obvious move, but an intelligent one. You're right to make your move now. Diane, Katie, Meredith, whoever, are getting older. The spot is yours for the taking.

But Megyn, you don't SAY that you want to be the next Barbara You just DO THE WORK. By saying it, you absolutely guarantee a comparison. And, by comparison, you don't measure up---yet.



You are skilled, but you're very white bread slick. You need to be as interesting as your subjects. Without that, you won't hit the home run. You're at second base now. You need to add emotion, danger, and any other visceral layers you can to make your mark.

And, by the way, I'm going to keep saying what I'm about to say as long as it needs to be said. RONA BARRETT INVENTED THE ONE-HOUR CELEBRITY INTERVIEW SPECIALS. Barbara and ABC stole them from her. Rona was at ABC when Barbara was brought over to be the news co-anchor. She wanted Rona's specials given to her. ABC wanted her so badly that they agreed and Rona got screwed. Shame on both of them.

Barbara could interview a cardboard box and people would tune in to see HER. She was not "guest-dependent." You are right now.

Megyn, You have a shot here. Really focus on developing your own style and go deep inside yourself to find some layers that the viewers will want to see.

You have good hair. Now try and find your soul.


Tuesday, May 17, 2016

THE CHINESE KIDNAPPER





 
 CHINESE KIDNAPPER 

Demands of Kidnapper & CHINESE Negotiators

'I have 3 demands or I'll kill the boy!'


Negotiators assess the situation from next door.



Head Negotiator dispatched


Negotiations begin



Negotiations concluded
 




They probably spent $0.35 cents.
  • In our country, we would shut the street down for 48 hours...
  • Take 12 hours to talk him out of it...
  • Spend $5 million giving him a fair trial...
  • And pay his food and lodging for life.

      No wonder their products are cheaper than ours!

          END OF STORY ...........

THE JANET JACKSON BABY RUMOR





I DON'T KNOW WHETHER THIS IS TRUE OR NOT--REPEAT--I DON'T KNOW. THIS IS JUST THE "TALK AROUND TOWN."-----

Janet, many, many years ago, had a daughter by singer James DeBarge. It is THAT child who is pregnant, and she's going to give Janet the baby. Janet has ordered many different size baby bumps to wear, while her child goes through the pregnancy and birth.

There you have it. It's a fun tidbit for the day. AND I HAVE NO PROOF AS TO THE VERACITY.

Sunday, May 15, 2016

CEDARS-SINAI EMERGENCY IS THE NEW BLACK






MY NEW HOME......allergic asthma issues are really hurting me right now. I'll write when I'm not high on the percocet for my injured ribs (from coughing).

Thursday, May 12, 2016

FINALLY, JOAN RIVERS' DOCTORS ADMIT GUILT AND BLAME IN HER DEATH











CULPABILITY DEFINITION: GUILT OR BLAME THAT IS DESERVED.


LOOK AT THESE TWO FACES......

This first one is Dr. Gwen Korovin, supposedly the "throat doctor to the stars" in NY.
She's guilty in the death of Joan Rivers.

HOW'D YOU LIKE THAT COMING AT YOU?


 This guy is Dr. Lawrence Cohen of the Yorkville Clinic He's guilty in the death of Joan Rivers.


HE TOOK THE SELFIE OF JOAN WHILE SHE WAS ON THE TABLE.


GUESS WHAT GOD HAS IN STORE FOR BOTH OF YOU?????

YEP. YOU'RE GOING TO ROT IN IT AND I WISH IT WOULD HAPPEN IN THE NEXT HOUR.



Because of your negligence and incompetence, you may as well have put a gun to her head and shot her.

REMEMBER, PEOPLE:

1. THEY DIDN'T EVEN HAVE A CRASH CART
2. THEY DIDN'T HAVE THE SHOT (DRUG) ON HAND THAT WOULD HAVE SHRUNK JOAN'S VOCAL CHORDS IMMEDIDATELY AND SAVED HER LIFE.
3. THE NEVER EVEN TRIED TO DO A TRACHEOTOMY  



LOOK WHAT YOU DID, YOU INCOMPETENT MORONS (THERE IS NO LANGUAGE STRONG ENOUGH HERE) WHO KILLED MY FRIEND, MY FRIEND'S MOTHER AND SWEET COOPER'S GRANDMOTHER.........
 


 

Wednesday, May 11, 2016

WOODY ALLEN SHOULD BE IN JAIL


WOODY ALLEN--CHILD SEXUAL ABUSER--
REMEMBER THAT

Nikolas Kristof printed this in the New York Times


An Open Letter From Dylan Farrow

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(A note from Nicholas Kristof: In 1993, accusations that Woody Allen had abused his adoptive daughter, Dylan Farrow, filled the headlines, part of a sensational story about the celebrity split between Allen and his girlfriend, Mia Farrow. This is a case that has been written about endlessly, but this is the first time that Dylan Farrow herself has written about it in public. It’s important to note that Woody Allen was never prosecuted in this case and has consistently denied wrongdoing; he deserves the presumption of innocence. So why publish an account of an old case on my blog? Partly because the Golden Globe lifetime achievement award to Allen ignited a debate about the propriety of the award. Partly because the root issue here isn’t celebrity but sex abuse. And partly because countless people on all sides have written passionately about these events, but we haven’t fully heard from the young woman who was at the heart of them. I’ve written a column about this, but it’s time for the world to hear Dylan’s story in her own words.)

What’s your favorite Woody Allen movie? Before you answer, you should know: when I was seven years old, Woody Allen took me by the hand and led me into a dim, closet-like attic on the second floor of our house. He told me to lay on my stomach and play with my brother’s electric train set. Then he sexually assaulted me. He talked to me while he did it, whispering that I was a good girl, that this was our secret, promising that we’d go to Paris and I’d be a star in his movies. I remember staring at that toy train, focusing on it as it traveled in its circle around the attic. To this day, I find it difficult to look at toy trains.
For as long as I could remember, my father had been doing things to me that I didn’t like. I didn’t like how often he would take me away from my mom, siblings and friends to be alone with him. I didn’t like it when he would stick his thumb in my mouth. I didn’t like it when I had to get in bed with him under the sheets when he was in his underwear. I didn’t like it when he would place his head in my naked lap and breathe in and breathe out. I would hide under beds or lock myself in the bathroom to avoid these encounters, but he always found me. These things happened so often, so routinely, so skillfully hidden from a mother that would have protected me had she known, that I thought it was normal. I thought this was how fathers doted on their daughters. But what he did to me in the attic felt different. I couldn’t keep the secret anymore.

When I asked my mother if her dad did to her what Woody Allen did to me, I honestly did not know the answer. I also didn’t know the firestorm it would trigger. I didn’t know that my father would use his sexual relationship with my sister to cover up the abuse he inflicted on me. I didn’t know that he would accuse my mother of planting the abuse in my head and call her a liar for defending me. I didn’t know that I would be made to recount my story over and over again, to doctor after doctor, pushed to see if I’d admit I was lying as part of a legal battle I couldn’t possibly understand. At one point, my mother sat me down and told me that I wouldn’t be in trouble if I was lying – that I could take it all back. I couldn’t. It was all true. But sexual abuse claims against the powerful stall more easily. There were experts willing to attack my credibility. There were doctors willing to gaslight an abused child.
After a custody hearing denied my father visitation rights, my mother declined to pursue criminal charges, despite findings of probable cause by the State of Connecticut – due to, in the words of the prosecutor, the fragility of the “child victim.” Woody Allen was never convicted of any crime. That he got away with what he did to me haunted me as I grew up. I was stricken with guilt that I had allowed him to be near other little girls. I was terrified of being touched by men. I developed an eating disorder. I began cutting myself. That torment was made worse by Hollywood. All but a precious few (my heroes) turned a blind eye. Most found it easier to accept the ambiguity, to say, “who can say what happened,” to pretend that nothing was wrong. Actors praised him at awards shows. Networks put him on TV. Critics put him in magazines. Each time I saw my abuser’s face – on a poster, on a t-shirt, on television – I could only hide my panic until I found a place to be alone and fall apart.
Last week, Woody Allen was nominated for his latest Oscar. But this time, I refuse to fall apart. For so long, Woody Allen’s acceptance silenced me. It felt like a personal rebuke, like the awards and accolades were a way to tell me to shut up and go away. But the survivors of sexual abuse who have reached out to me – to support me and to share their fears of coming forward, of being called a liar, of being told their memories aren’t their memories – have given me a reason to not be silent, if only so others know that they don’t have to be silent either.
Today, I consider myself lucky. I am happily married. I have the support of my amazing brothers and sisters. I have a mother who found within herself a well of fortitude that saved us from the chaos a predator brought into our home.
But others are still scared, vulnerable, and struggling for the courage to tell the truth. The message that Hollywood sends matters for them.
What if it had been your child, Cate Blanchett? Louis CK? Alec Baldwin? What if it had been you, Emma Stone? Or you, Scarlett Johansson? You knew me when I was a little girl, Diane Keaton. Have you forgotten me?
Woody Allen is a living testament to the way our society fails the survivors of sexual assault and abuse.
So imagine your seven-year-old daughter being led into an attic by Woody Allen. Imagine she spends a lifetime stricken with nausea at the mention of his name. Imagine a world that celebrates her tormenter.
Are you imagining that? Now, what’s your favorite Woody Allen movie?

Saturday, May 7, 2016

JACKIE DE SHANNON'S "LAUREL CANYON" ALBUM--A ROCK MASTERPIECE


 




I WAS SO HONORED TO HAVE BEEN A PART OF THIS ALBUM. IT'S ALL MY PHOTOGRAPHY.

Jackie was the first singer to really capture Laurel Canyon on record. Joni Mitchell and everyone else came later.

We got up in the middle of the night and were ready on Laurel Canyon in front of the Country Store to take these pictures before 6 a.m. Who knew at the time we would be making rock history? If you read the credits, the "unknown" then, Dr. John was on piano. Barry White sang background. Russ Titleman was on guitar. Sonny and Cher's managers, Charlie Greene and Brian Stone produced. We were all up for 24 hours straight. They recorded, I shot photos at the session.

Please read the reviews included on this page as well. Stupid Liberty Records had a bad promotion department and blew the release, but true rock journalists and historians have paid attention and put this album out front where it always belonged.

For a better view go to:   www.jackiedeshannon.com


















Looking Back To
Laurel Canyon


available at Amazon, iTunes, Playstore



Laurel Canyon

I love to greet the day
Love my hideaway in
Laurel Canyon
I don’t keep track of time
Living on a dime in
Laurel Canyon
Standing here trying to get a ride
I got my baby by my side
Some say that we're the pride of
Laurel Canyon

Shades of Camelot
Giving all I’ve got to
Laurel Canyon
John Paul Jones and Liz
Try to keep it hid in
Laurel Canyon
Uphill, downhill take your pick
Light another candlestick
I don’t think I could ever kick
Laurel Canyon
Looking out my door
I can see that store in
Laurel Canyon
Staying just above
With the one I love in
Laurel Canyon
Our good friend Felicity
Well she married old man Socrates
Standing under ‘neath the trees of
Laurel Canyon (strange companion)
I’ve got a dog named Gwinn
Wandering somewhere in
Laurel Canyon
She goes out to play

Seems to know her way through
Laurel Canyon










"Among elite insider music community "Laurel Canyon" is a well known underground musical masterpiece that should have had great commercial success, due to strange lack of radio support plus the usual poor promotion from Liberty Records, this tremendous magical musical treasure has mainly over the years been enjoyed by hardcore connoisseurs of the finest the world of music has to offer, exactly what the great "Laurel Canyon" is, being a solid musical masterpiece..." 
          Read the full review at Amazon.com
Laurel Canyon "celebrates a place and time that transcended the physical world to signify a virtual Garden of Eden for the flower-power generation. Featuring extensive contributions from Mac "Dr. John" Rebennack and guitarist Russ Titleman, Laurel Canyon boasts a swampy, lived-in charm that perfectly compliments DeShannon's sexiiy gritty vocals... 
          Read the full review at AllMusicGuide.com



Jackie's Instrumental Group:
Mac "Dr. John" Rebbenack - Piano
Harold R. Battiste, Jr. - Electric Piano
Russ Titleman - Acoustic Guitar
Craig Tarwater - Electric Guitar
Ray Trainer - Bass Guitar
Paul Humphrey & Abe Mills - Drums
       
Jackie's Vocal Group:
Barry White      Brendetta Davis        Don MacAlister  
Photography:  Sue Cameron
Producers:  Brian Stone, Charles Greene



Monday, May 2, 2016

THE MET BALL IS THE NEW OSCARS


MET BALL FASHIONS SO MUCH MORE EXCITING THAN THE OSCARS



Of course you have to be safer at the Oscars, and the Met Ball is a costume extravaganza with the theme. I get that. This year is was Man vs. Machine.


HERE'S WHO SHOULD HAVE STAYED HOME.........

MADONNA!!!!!   I could go on, but.................. or butt..............



 

I love you, Gaga. I'm so sorry for tonight. Actually, your body looks good in this. I hate your hair.

Chloe Moretz. Dumpy City.
Katy Perry just plain scares me.

Anna Kendrick. Frump City.

Dakota Johnson

Jennifer Connelly No.



Kate Mara. Did you look in the mirror and like this?



Lorde. "Posture Perfect."

Kristen Stewart. Please get some help.




Rachael McAdams. She really tried. It just wasn't flattering enough.

Solange Knowles. Enough said.

Saorise Ronan. So very talented. So little taste.

Taylor Swift--Why is she fingernails on a blackboard to me?
Irina Shayek. Not the right planet.

Alicia Vikander. I hate it, but it's 100% theme

Demi Lovato--Love your voice; hate your dress


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AND NOW FOR THE GOOD NEWS

AND THESE GIRLS WERE GORGEOUS AND THEMED WELL. I AM AS SURPRISED AS YOU WILL BE BY WHO I LIKED

 KIM AND KANYE
Kendall

Kylie

What can I say to you? Good is good.


AND THE VERY BEST??      JOURDAN DUNN



Jourdan Dunn

Alessandra Ambrosio



Claire Danes gorgeousness

Emily Ratajkowski



Jennifer Hudson



Karolina Kurkova

Lupita N'yong-o

Nikki Minaj. I know it's weird, but the theme works.

Beautiful Nicole Kidman

Rita Ora. Yes, indeed.

Zoe Saldana. Planet of the Birds...but amazing.



SPECIAL MENTION:

AMY SCHUMER        JARED LETO      BEYONCE

I love her. I don't know what to make of this. It didn't even follow the theme.

You handsome boy. Why did you wear black shoes???? I'm not suggesting you wear white, either. Silver would have been perfect.


I don't know. I don't know. I don't know.