I Heard Senor Banderas: "Politics: the Art of the POSSIBLE!!!"

I saw EVITA on the Broadway stage TWICE, the second time with Tennessee Williams. Of course I later saw the movie, and Anthonio Banderas's line, "Politics, the art of the POSSIBLE," has always rung most true to me.

Tennessee's favorite song then (1981 - 1982), was "Don't Cry for Me, Argentina", followed by "Danny Boy", and then "His Eye Is on the Sparrow".

Today, I live on the rim of the Bay of Banderas (means "flags" or "banners"), but Anthonio has never come to claim his bay.

>>> I'LL GET TO JOHN LAHR'S NOT INCLUDING ME IN HIS BIO ON TENNESSEE WILLIAMS IN A MINUTE, but first, quickly, other things I learned first, yesterday:


1. I had the good fortune to run into four members of "Gringo AA" (the Alano Club), while on my way to Writers Group meeting. Two of them were in my estimation "AA Brahmins" (those who actually understand the nature of God and have the "patience of Job" with those who do not), and we had a great conversation in which I basically told them that AA and I have a "personality conflict", and given that I insist on telling the truth, not all of which fits their philosophy, it would not help me or AA for me to remain there -- and more importantly, it might negatively affect some people's sobriety.

I am confident that the two "Brahmins" understood exactly what I was saying -- and I thanked them for their basically thankless service.

2. Carlos, the Mexican who is working with the Mexican Space Agency (really -- I know even the most Liberal White Americans scoff that Mexico could have such a thing -- Americans are THROUGH AND THROUGH abject RACISTS, generally -- spoke about the colonial and even earlier history of the Bay of Banderas area -- and CONFIRMED the truth of John Huston's words on his monument in "locked-up Mismaloya", which I have photographed, blogged about, and read in writers group, some time ago.

The movie set ruins of THE NIGHT OF THE IGUANA were developed as a recreational site and later given by Huston to the City of Puerto Vallarta for a park. I have no idea HOW the property came to be in private ownership since then, but I was HEARTENED to see that the owner has replaced the roof of the hotel since 2010.

I ALSO don't know why or how the theater Elizabeth Taylor gave the city became leased to a PORNO HOUSE of the most licentious nature -- possible!!! Because the City of Puerto Vallarta SO DISRESPECTED Ms. Taylor, she came to HATE Puerto Vallarta in her later years.

Here is my report with lots of pictures from earlier this year: http://theweathercontinues.blogspot.mx/2014/03/my-visit-to-ruins-of-night-of-iguana.html

3. And speaking of conflicts, Mr. Davessar of yesterday's posting, sent this final note, but this morning, ALL his previous emails had been wiped clean of my iPad Mini's email app -- but they all REMAIN via my Windows computers' gmail-on-line function.

Who can explain THAT to me???

Pankaj Davessar	6:57 PM (15 hours ago)
to me

Thank you so much for taking the time to respond. - Pankaj

Now, given all my questions he refused to answer, and all his claptrappery, you would think he would be human enough to write something more than that, but alas, he may be just a CIA SHIT-BOT, using algorithms to respond. He's obviously nothing to take seriously.


4. During the meeting, four people read, including our two self-admitted Republican/Christians -- the jawful Charles and the saved Palm Springs Dentist. Both read stories that were really just itineraries of what had happened -- hardly a single detail to take one into the story. Earlier, in some discussion of proctology in which leader Colin had admitted to feeling like a "hand puppet", Charles, swapped "Colin" in favor of "Colon" in all his further discussions (they close to hate each other), causing NC Stanley, "Our Beloved Ginger", and me to nearly fall out of our seats in laughter -- until I brought it to Charles's attention, ending it.

Ginger, 2012, at Halloween in Nacho Daddy's bar/restaurant

And unfortunately, I don't have time to tell Ginger's story (informally told, yesterday), of breaking a tooth on a slice of PIZZA, then masquerading in full Muslim female costume until she was able to get a temp replacement. I trust she will write this story and read it in group -- probably after getting a permanent replacement.

Read more about some of these things here: http://theweathercontinues.blogspot.mx/2014/07/nacho-daddy-saves-theatre-damsel-in.html.


5. So although I promised Colin I would not now call him "Colon Shamilton", I do think it's worth a quick mention (and don't miss this: http://theweathercontinues.blogspot.mx/2014/08/the-truth-about-colin-shamilton.html) -- and it's amazing how he, like so many of us white people, seems to have NO IDEA of how privileged his life has been -- he growing up in East Africa, then working high in the BBC and even keeping a yacht on the River Thames right in the heart of London -- LOL!!!

But I have always suspected that Colin's and my lives have intersected more than just in a love of the film OUT OF AFRICA,  which mentions the Ngong Hills that Colin grew up in the shadow of (he has NO idea who Peter Grenfel -- the Lord St. Just -- or his Grenfel Bank was, Peter's wife, Maria Britneva cum the Lady St. Just, eventually the literary executor of Tennessee Williams' work -- after she plotted with Tennessee's last lawyer John Eastman and Sewanee/Episcopal Church/CIA/Republican Party to murder Tennessee and steal his estate from Harvard).


So yesterday, I asked Colin if he knew or knew of Yonty Solomon, arguably the last person I seriously dated -- and I being an ageist then, it was not without conflict.

Yonty Solomon as I knew him in 1999 - 2000. His hair was actually more "Einsteinian" then, and since he had tricked me into thinking he was about 15 years younger, when he met me the first time in a Tubes station in London, I thought he resembled the guy on the cover of Jethro Tull's AQUALUNG album!!!

I've always had an active imagination.

And it turned out that Colin not only knew ALL ABOUT Yonty -- he had even met him once!!! He knew that Yonty was a Lithuanian Jew, also "out of Africa", having been born and raised in Capetown, South Africa.


And funny that the first day I was in his "Miss Habersham" style house (and overgrown garden), Yonty's top piano student and his girlfriend came for dinner -- bringing a Coca-Cola cake, which then I only associated with Coke's HQ being in Atlanta, next door to where I lived then -- I then had NO IDEA that my wealthy Kenan relatives owned one of the largest blocks of their stock -- or the local bottlers in at least Atlanta, Charlotte, and Durham, NC.


At the time we were dating, Yonty was organizing England's celebration of the 500th Anniversary of Beethoven's first visit to the British Isles -- by order of Queen Elizabeth II -- and we went to several Society functions -- he showing my seven-foot self off and slyly pointing out that I had worked for Tennessee Williams -- HA!!!


And although I googled for info on Yonty Solomon many times over the last six or seven years, I NEVER found anything until today, and there is LOTS OF IT, including his obituary and Wikipedia entries:

http://www.theguardian.com/music/2008/nov/19/classical-music-yonty-solomon-obituary

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yonty_Solomon

I still possess here in Puerto Vallarta ALL of Yonty's and The Solomon Trio's recordings -- and those of his teacher, the legendary Myra Hess, as well!!!

6. And I also ran into someone from the Saturday "Gringo Market" at the now-shut-down Paradise Community Center, who told me that the "REAL Revolutionaries" now are selling their wares Saturdays at Coco's Kitchen (across the street), from 9:00 AM until 2:00 PM, so I can GO BEFORE WRITERS GROUP!!!

Coco's Kitchen was one of the several restaurants interested in being part of my aborted 100th Birthday Celebration of Tennessee Williams, planned for 2011.

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>>> JOHN LAHR'S TENNESSEE WILLIAMS: MAD PILGRIMAGE OF THE FLESH -- and ME:


Here is the email that informed me of all I know now:

From: "Testosteroni"	2:00 PM (21 hours ago)
to me

"Dear, you're not in the book"

I picked up our books at midday. I went thru one looking for your name or your book title.

I noticed a photo of Frederick Nicklaus, and description of this "companion" as a really dumb poet who was around when TW broke up with Merlo (some interesting "fresh" details are revealed).

Maria and Dakin are treated shittily, as they deserve.

Uecker was interviewed afresh, and provides self-serving details of TW's death. He was quite concerned by TW's withdrawn state and the stash of Seconal. So he phoned the doctor, who said that TW could tolerate saturation with the drug--unless liquor was gulped to double-empower it. Uecker could hardly tolerate the influx of the mob into the room as the body was to be removed.

This heavy volume has green boards, which color is not to your taste, and clashes with the fiery tones of the jacket.

I'll UPS the package tomorrow: Sunday.

Testo (related to Euro-Trash DJ Tiesto???)

So what can I say??? Well, this has NEVER been about the importance of ME being mentioned (although, of course, I would like that). It is about getting the TRUTH out about Tennessee Williams.


Even if the truth about his death and the theft of his estate from Harvard is not told here, I'm sure Lahr's take on Tennessee's ART is quite good, although being judicious, I'll have to wait until I read the book.


John Lahr was under SERIOUS THREAT of blackmail by Thomas Elliot Keith, if he did not TOW THE SEWANEE LIES. If he decided to throw me under the bus rather than NOT be able to complete this project under the auspices of the Devil-Worshipping Episcopal Church and Republican Party/CIA, BULLY FOR HIM!!!


As long as Lahr got the REST OF IT RIGHT, who cares???



And as my exasperated literary agent back then (Cynthia Zigmund of CHICAGO -- LOL!!!), said, "It appears you will have to publish something ELSE before you are published about Tennessee Williams!!!".


And being a PATRIOT, I'm more interested in helping to heal the USA, so I need to GET ON IT suing and bringing to criminal prosecution, many people in Chicago, Wilmington, North Carolina, and Dekalb County, Georgia.


Getting the LIBEL CONVICTION thrown out and suing Jamie Lee Sutherland (and his employer, Wells Fargo -- perhaps, Daliah Saper, Jeff Duncan, and Rishi Nair should be relatively EASY, and then I can grab all THEIR money.


The GOAL being to raise enough money to meet up with John Lahr at the 2015 Tennessee Williams/New Orleans Literary Festival, http://www.tennesseewilliams.net/, where it has just been announced he will speak.

I DARE the Festival to get a RESTRAINING ORDER against my going and participating in the audience, parties, etc. -- that would be a MAJOR PUBLICITY COUP for ME!!!

Amen.

Scott

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