Sorry for missing Sunday Brunch this week Miss Things. The Queen was flat broke and taking care of his new great great-niece who will be a month old tomorrow. I should be solvent enough to pick up the tab next week. Although don’t plan on any international trips. We’ll probably go someplace cheap, tacky and close by. My favorite kind of trip!
The Queen had forgotten how much some babies cry. Thank God for Dr. Spock. It was nice to be reminded that excessive crying is normal for this period of child development. Nevertheless it is difficult seeing someone you love in discomfort. And babies are so friggin’ expressive that it’s hard not to be affected by what you see on their faces. I did the only thing a Fierce Black Queen could possibly do with a distraught infant: introduce her to Classic Hollywood. Once she got a glimpse of Miss Bette Davis in All About Eve, what could my precious baby DO but calm down and watch.
BFFF (Best Female Fag Friend) in the making.
However it was the greatest gift in the world looking after her. And her mother is more than prepared for the onslaught which is to come from her Gay Uncle–since she experienced the same as a child. She still has dolls and outfits that we made and played with for many years. I’m not sure how her manly man partner feels about the whole thing, but his dread-locked ass is getting an invitation to our first Tea Party. And the negro better show up. He don’t wanna see a pissed off Gay Uncle.
Ode To Tyler C
Yesterday Bianca made his feelings known about the verdict in the case involving Tyler Clementi and Dharun Ravi. After hearing that Ravi received 30 days for taping Clementi in a sex act–an act which may have led Tyler to commit suicide by jumping from the George Washington Bridge in NYC; Bianca commented “I think I might prefer tar and feathers or a scarlet letter”.
I truly understand his frustration. The Queen is making up all kinds of stories about who Dharun is–most of which involve adjectives such as “insensitive, immature, privileged, and “stupid.” However “murderer” is not a noun that comes to mind. I so wish that Tyler hadn’t experienced cruelty of this kind, and had found help to deal with whatever stories he was wrestling with in his head. But, no matter what I may think of his actions, Dharun’s only real crime was being an asshole.
Just like the doomed young man in Bobbi Gentry’s famous song, I wonder what Tyler was thinking as he made his way to the George Washington Bridge? It is quite surreal when I think of how many times in the past five years that I have sat beneath its daunting expanse–a few even contemplating what it would feel like to end it all in the waters splashing the abutments.
So what do y’all think? Was Ravi’s sentence appropriate? Should he have been given more jail time? Should he have been charged with a hate crime?
And not to trivialize this tragedy, but what do you Miss Things think caused Billy Joe McAllister to jump off the Tallahatchie Bridge in the song? And no fair using the Robby Benson Glynnis O’Conner movie as a reference point!
From Babies to Beethoven
There is so much that the Queen would like to hear your take on. From the new evidence in the Trayvon Martin Case, to whether we care that Casey Anthony has supposedly been spotted? Caylee is still dead. I wanted to talk to you all about it, but it’s so damn depressing.
And as I was typing, my favorite Classical station started playing Beethoven’s Fifth Symphony from the Detroit Symphony Orchestra. And as much as I love the first movement–I’m particularly fond of the second. So instead of talking about all that we want to change about the world, let’s listen to something that is just perfect the way it is. Hope all you Miss Things are having a FABULOUS day.
And if you’re not: go find a baby and listen to this music.