Some Links have a way of disappearing from Facebook within a day, and rather than
having to keep searching, I decided to use the embed code provided on Youtube
to share one of the greatest clips ever shared anywhere. I ask that you please
be patient and let the page load because it is totally worth the wait....and that's all I need to say,
in addition to a big 'Thank You' to Dan C. in Perth who knows what I like to share and post.
Saturday, March 05, 2011
Monday, February 14, 2011
L O V E
LOVE is patient, love is kind.
It does not envy, it does not boast,
it is not proud.
It is not rude, it is not self-seeking,
it is not easily angered, it keeps
no record of wrongs.
Love does not delight in evil, but
rejoices with the truth.
It always protects, always trusts,
always hopes, always perseveres.
Love never fails.
~ 1 Corinthians 13:4
Saturday, February 05, 2011
The Polyanna-Facebook Complex
Many disgruntled users of the most successful social network in the world are now rapidly
maturing along with Facebook, and getting less out of the experience. The 'friend connection'
frenzy to find long-lost lovers, friends and classmates has given way to fewer friendly 'Likes'
and lesser polite 'Comments'. Facebookers with over 300 friends have nothing to say to even
a tenth of them in their spare time. Why ? Is it because they are running out of the Polyanna
mindset Facebook expects of them as users ? In the face of ongoing upgrades and tweaks,
it seems people are not getting that initial rush of using 'friends' to try out the latest Game/App
with. A combination of information overload and a sense of inadequacy to deal with all the '
tweaks and upgrades' contribute to frustration and borderline melancholia. The thrill is gone,
it would seem, if it weren't for the increasing numbers who await their next 'Friend Request'
from persons who can barely speak in their language.
Did Slate's Libby Copeland hit the nail on the head when she said. "Blandness will not do,
and with some exceptions, sad stuff doesn't make the cut, either." Or did she miss the nail
altogether ? I think she did. Here's my friend Sean's observation about the Slate article :
And here's my interaction with Claudia, another friend :
Maybe my single friends do have a nice set of friends who try to uplift their spirits whenever
they sense that they are feeling down. I know that I myself have often unconsciously tried the
very same Pollyanna approach I mentioned in regard to Facebook. Some say I pass over
everything that others find disturbing with my ongoing philosophical, zany quips. I owe it
all to my childhood growing up with my foster aunts and to my first teen idol, Hayley Mills,
star of Disney's 'Polyanna' and 'The Parent Trap'.....I always found moments of gladness
to overcome the many moments of sadness whenever I escaped to that place where the
mindsets of Hayley, Pollyanna and myself merged into one.
'Everybody's searching for a hero, we all need someone to look up to'
Dorothy Hamill and Muhammad Ali, film stars like Paul Newman and Audrey Hepburn,
musicians like Ravi Shankar and John Lennon all have an ongoing impact on people's lives.
These 'heroes' often provide the impetus to many desperate souls looking to interact and
positively reinforce their lives. And Facebook helps them by providing a world of fine-tuned
interaction.
Many a Facebook friendship is based on a user's Likes and Comments, and that is what
makes the Facebook experience different. The heroic interactions between a passionate
social worker in an Orphanage in Nepal and her network of friends from the Philippines,
Pakistan, the UK and the USA are shining examples of what is possible in a global social
environment. As are all the immediate responses to cries for help from owners of Animal
Shelters, and shows of worldwide solidarity with victims living under oppressive rule in
places like Iran and Egypt. The possibility to see good is there if we but open our eyes.
And so, Claudia...and Sean in Seattle......you are both right. There are many uplifting
instances occurring around the clock, whether they be in the form of a favorite Rumi quote
or the sharing of an artistic masterpiece, a humorous quip, a simple virtual nod in the
form of a 'Like' and of course those hearts and XXXs and OOOs. All reinforce a sense of
well-being, even if for a fleeting moment. Facebookers are involuntarily playing the
'Glad Game' Polyanna played that changed her new hometown into one big happy place.
Oh, and Libby at Slate.com, thanks for raising the question for us to ponder.....
we'll be fine updating our Profile pics and pages and posting and 'Liking' and 'Commenting'
....at least until the next Update, or the finalization of the impending sale of Facebook.
Pollyanna (Vault Disney Collection)
The Parent Trap (1961) and The Parent Trap II (1986):
2-Movie Collection (2-Disc Set)
maturing along with Facebook, and getting less out of the experience. The 'friend connection'
frenzy to find long-lost lovers, friends and classmates has given way to fewer friendly 'Likes'
and lesser polite 'Comments'. Facebookers with over 300 friends have nothing to say to even
a tenth of them in their spare time. Why ? Is it because they are running out of the Polyanna
mindset Facebook expects of them as users ? In the face of ongoing upgrades and tweaks,
it seems people are not getting that initial rush of using 'friends' to try out the latest Game/App
with. A combination of information overload and a sense of inadequacy to deal with all the '
tweaks and upgrades' contribute to frustration and borderline melancholia. The thrill is gone,
it would seem, if it weren't for the increasing numbers who await their next 'Friend Request'
from persons who can barely speak in their language.
Did Slate's Libby Copeland hit the nail on the head when she said. "Blandness will not do,
and with some exceptions, sad stuff doesn't make the cut, either." Or did she miss the nail
altogether ? I think she did. Here's my friend Sean's observation about the Slate article :
" Hmmm...I'd like your opinion of that. Perhaps it's
just me and the 'friends' I've accumulated,
but my experience is
opposite this. Every day I get messages of bad things and see little but
support and love towards those suffering even minor depressions or
problems. "
And here's my interaction with Claudia, another friend :
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- Fred M. Miller I am halfway through responding to a Slate.com article via my blog.Slate asks if fb is making us all miserable with the whole experience.....I have to
- ClaudiaI think FB has brought us together.. interconnectivity. It's great. I adore many of thepeople that I've met here, and I don't want to lose them. I love the connections thatcan happen even in a small way day to day. That said.. that is the... ONLY featurethat FB has not destroyed. Given the new Feed 'features' I really can't SEE thatmany of my 'friends', and it's actually harder to keep up / keep connected.
What we need [I'm using we as I can think of a list of at least 100 people off hand]...what we need is a place with the commenting options of FB, user controlled 'feeds',and user modded pages. Then we need to migrate this lovely bunch of peopleOVER THERE. And then.. live happily ever after. ;]See MoreFebruary 1 at 11:18pm · ·2 people
Maybe my single friends do have a nice set of friends who try to uplift their spirits whenever
they sense that they are feeling down. I know that I myself have often unconsciously tried the
very same Pollyanna approach I mentioned in regard to Facebook. Some say I pass over
everything that others find disturbing with my ongoing philosophical, zany quips. I owe it
all to my childhood growing up with my foster aunts and to my first teen idol, Hayley Mills,
star of Disney's 'Polyanna' and 'The Parent Trap'.....I always found moments of gladness
to overcome the many moments of sadness whenever I escaped to that place where the
mindsets of Hayley, Pollyanna and myself merged into one.
Dorothy Hamill and Muhammad Ali, film stars like Paul Newman and Audrey Hepburn,
musicians like Ravi Shankar and John Lennon all have an ongoing impact on people's lives.
These 'heroes' often provide the impetus to many desperate souls looking to interact and
positively reinforce their lives. And Facebook helps them by providing a world of fine-tuned
interaction.
Many a Facebook friendship is based on a user's Likes and Comments, and that is what
makes the Facebook experience different. The heroic interactions between a passionate
social worker in an Orphanage in Nepal and her network of friends from the Philippines,
Pakistan, the UK and the USA are shining examples of what is possible in a global social
environment. As are all the immediate responses to cries for help from owners of Animal
Shelters, and shows of worldwide solidarity with victims living under oppressive rule in
places like Iran and Egypt. The possibility to see good is there if we but open our eyes.
And so, Claudia...and Sean in Seattle......you are both right. There are many uplifting
instances occurring around the clock, whether they be in the form of a favorite Rumi quote
or the sharing of an artistic masterpiece, a humorous quip, a simple virtual nod in the
form of a 'Like' and of course those hearts and XXXs and OOOs. All reinforce a sense of
well-being, even if for a fleeting moment. Facebookers are involuntarily playing the
'Glad Game' Polyanna played that changed her new hometown into one big happy place.
Oh, and Libby at Slate.com, thanks for raising the question for us to ponder.....
we'll be fine updating our Profile pics and pages and posting and 'Liking' and 'Commenting'
....at least until the next Update, or the finalization of the impending sale of Facebook.
Pollyanna (Vault Disney Collection)
The Parent Trap (1961) and The Parent Trap II (1986):
2-Movie Collection (2-Disc Set)
Friday, January 14, 2011
Sharing Email Stories
The following stories are so deeply entwined that
anything heroic. He was notorious for enmeshing the windy city in everything from
bootlegged booze and prostitution to murder.
Capone had a lawyer nicknamed "Easy Eddie."
He was Capone's lawyer for a good reason.....
he was very good ! In fact, Eddie's skill at legal
maneuvering kept Big Al out of jail for a long time.
To show his appreciation, Capone paid him very well.
Not only was the money big, but Eddie got special
dividends, as well. For instance, he and his family
occupied a fenced-in mansion with live-in help and
all of the conveniences of the day. The estate was
so large that it filled an entire Chicago City block.
Eddie lived the high life of the Chicago mob and gave
little consideration to the atrocity that went on around
him. But he did have one soft spot, however....
he had a son that he loved dearly. Eddie saw to it that
his young son had clothes, cars, and a good education.
Nothing was withheld. Price was no object. And, despite his involvement with organized crime,
Eddie even tried to teach him right from wrong. Eddie wanted his son to be a better man than
he was.
Yet, with all his wealth and influence, there were two things he couldn't give his son :
he couldn't pass on a good name or a good example.
One day, Easy Eddie reached a difficult decision; he wanted to rectify wrongs he had
done. He decided he would go to the authorities and tell the truth about Al "Scarface"
Capone, clean up his tarnished name, and offer his son some semblance of integrity.
To do this, he would have to testify against The Mob, and he knew that the cost would
be great. So, he testified.
Within the year, Easy Eddie's life ended in a blaze of gunfire on a lonely Chicago Street .
But in his eyes, he had given his son the greatest gift he had to offer, at the greatest
price he could ever pay. Police removed from his pockets a rosary, a crucifix, a religious
medallion, and a poem clipped from a magazine.
The poem read:
"The clock of life is wound but once, and no man has the power
to tell just when the hands will stop, at late or early hour.
Now is the only time you own. Live, love, toil with a will.
Place no faith in time. For the clock may soon be still."
And now, on to STORY NUMBER TWO :
World War II produced many heroes. One such man was Lt. Commander Butch O'Hare.
He was a fighter pilot assigned to the aircraft carrier Lexington in the South Pacific.
One day his entire squadron was sent on a mission. After he was airborne, he looked
at his fuel gauge and realized that someone had forgotten to top off his fuel tank.
He would not have enough fuel to complete his mission and get back to his ship.
His flight leader told him to return to the carrier. Reluctantly, he dropped out of
formation and headed back to the fleet. As he was returning to the mother ship,
he saw something that turned his blood cold; a squadron of Japanese aircraft was
speeding its way toward the American fleet.
The American fighters were gone on a sortie, and the fleet was all but defenceless.
He couldn't reach his squadron and bring them back in time to save the fleet.
Nor could he warn the fleet of the approaching danger. There was only one thing to do.
He must somehow divert them from the fleet.
Laying aside all thoughts of personal safety, he dived into the formation of Japanese
planes. Wing-mounted 50 caliber's blazed as he charged in, attacking one surprised
enemy plane and then another. Butch wove in and out of the now broken formation
and fired at as many planes as possible until all his ammunition was finally spent.
Undaunted, he continued the assault. He dove at the planes, trying to clip a wing or
tail in hopes of damaging as many enemy planes as possible, rendering them unfit to fly.
Finally, the exasperated Japanese squadron took off in another direction.
Deeply relieved, Butch O'Hare and his tattered fighter limped back to the carrier.
Upon arrival, he reported in and related the event surrounding his return. The film from
the gun-camera mounted on his plane told the tale. It showed the extent of Butch's
daring attempt to protect his fleet. He had, in fact, destroyed five enemy aircraft.
This took place on February 20, 1942, and for that action Butch became the Navy's
first Ace of W.W.II, and the first Naval Aviator to win the Medal of Honor.
A year later Butch was killed in aerial combat at the age of 29. His home town
would not allow the memory of this WW II hero to fade, and today, O'Hare Airport
in Chicago is named in tribute to the courage of this great man.
So, the next time you find yourself at O'Hare International, give some thought to
visiting Butch's memorial displaying his statue and his Medal of Honor. It's located
between Terminals 1 and 2.
Okay....so what do these two stories have to do with each other ?
Butch O'Hare was "Easy Eddie's" son.......
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Edward_J._O'Hare
and now, here's the link to the final story.....
enjoy !
Amazon links
Fateful Rendezvous: The Life of Butch O'Hare (Bluejacket Books)
Legends of Airpower: Edward "Butch" O'Hare
you must read them fully, and only then must you
click on the link at the page bottom for the third and final story.
Story Number One
Many years ago, Al Capone virtually owned Chicago . Capone wasn't famous foranything heroic. He was notorious for enmeshing the windy city in everything from
Capone had a lawyer nicknamed "Easy Eddie."
He was Capone's lawyer for a good reason.....
he was very good ! In fact, Eddie's skill at legal
maneuvering kept Big Al out of jail for a long time.
To show his appreciation, Capone paid him very well.
Not only was the money big, but Eddie got special
dividends, as well. For instance, he and his family
occupied a fenced-in mansion with live-in help and
all of the conveniences of the day. The estate was
so large that it filled an entire Chicago City block.
Eddie lived the high life of the Chicago mob and gave
little consideration to the atrocity that went on around
him. But he did have one soft spot, however....
he had a son that he loved dearly. Eddie saw to it that
his young son had clothes, cars, and a good education.
Nothing was withheld. Price was no object. And, despite his involvement with organized crime,
Eddie even tried to teach him right from wrong. Eddie wanted his son to be a better man than
he was.
Yet, with all his wealth and influence, there were two things he couldn't give his son :
he couldn't pass on a good name or a good example.
One day, Easy Eddie reached a difficult decision; he wanted to rectify wrongs he had
done. He decided he would go to the authorities and tell the truth about Al "Scarface"
Capone, clean up his tarnished name, and offer his son some semblance of integrity.
To do this, he would have to testify against The Mob, and he knew that the cost would
be great. So, he testified.
Within the year, Easy Eddie's life ended in a blaze of gunfire on a lonely Chicago Street .
But in his eyes, he had given his son the greatest gift he had to offer, at the greatest
price he could ever pay. Police removed from his pockets a rosary, a crucifix, a religious
medallion, and a poem clipped from a magazine.
The poem read:
"The clock of life is wound but once, and no man has the power
to tell just when the hands will stop, at late or early hour.
Now is the only time you own. Live, love, toil with a will.
Place no faith in time. For the clock may soon be still."
And now, on to STORY NUMBER TWO :
World War II produced many heroes. One such man was Lt. Commander Butch O'Hare.
He was a fighter pilot assigned to the aircraft carrier Lexington in the South Pacific.
One day his entire squadron was sent on a mission. After he was airborne, he looked
at his fuel gauge and realized that someone had forgotten to top off his fuel tank.
He would not have enough fuel to complete his mission and get back to his ship.
His flight leader told him to return to the carrier. Reluctantly, he dropped out of
formation and headed back to the fleet. As he was returning to the mother ship,
he saw something that turned his blood cold; a squadron of Japanese aircraft was
speeding its way toward the American fleet.
The American fighters were gone on a sortie, and the fleet was all but defenceless.
He couldn't reach his squadron and bring them back in time to save the fleet.
Nor could he warn the fleet of the approaching danger. There was only one thing to do.
He must somehow divert them from the fleet.
Laying aside all thoughts of personal safety, he dived into the formation of Japanese
planes. Wing-mounted 50 caliber's blazed as he charged in, attacking one surprised
enemy plane and then another. Butch wove in and out of the now broken formation
and fired at as many planes as possible until all his ammunition was finally spent.
Undaunted, he continued the assault. He dove at the planes, trying to clip a wing or
tail in hopes of damaging as many enemy planes as possible, rendering them unfit to fly.
Finally, the exasperated Japanese squadron took off in another direction.
Deeply relieved, Butch O'Hare and his tattered fighter limped back to the carrier.
Upon arrival, he reported in and related the event surrounding his return. The film from
the gun-camera mounted on his plane told the tale. It showed the extent of Butch's
daring attempt to protect his fleet. He had, in fact, destroyed five enemy aircraft.
This took place on February 20, 1942, and for that action Butch became the Navy's
first Ace of W.W.II, and the first Naval Aviator to win the Medal of Honor.
A year later Butch was killed in aerial combat at the age of 29. His home town
would not allow the memory of this WW II hero to fade, and today, O'Hare Airport
in Chicago is named in tribute to the courage of this great man.
So, the next time you find yourself at O'Hare International, give some thought to
visiting Butch's memorial displaying his statue and his Medal of Honor. It's located
between Terminals 1 and 2.
Okay....so what do these two stories have to do with each other ?
Butch O'Hare was "Easy Eddie's" son.......
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Edward_J._O'Hare
and now, here's the link to the final story.....
enjoy !
Amazon links
Fateful Rendezvous: The Life of Butch O'Hare (Bluejacket Books)
Legends of Airpower: Edward "Butch" O'Hare
Expedition Blue Planet- Dehli, India
Life in the Slums
Watch more free documentaries Small teaser with Alexandra Cousteau (grandchild of the legendary Jacques)
as she walks the slums of New Delhi and is determined to bring change to
living conditions for the slum dwellers whose basic needs for access to water
are virtually non-existent.
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Alexandra Cousteau's Blue Legacy Series
Friday, December 31, 2010
A Night in Monte Carlo : Marcus Miller
A New Year gift from Mr. Miller (no relation, unfortunately)
This is a great FREE MP3 download track with a heavy Eastern fusion-funk feel !
Thursday, December 02, 2010
My Response to Desi Living.com
My comments to I am Better Than You....are you REALLY ? at Desiliving.com
became too long and so I decided to respond via this Blog. Desi Living is a vibrant, thoughtfully-conceived, hip and sophisticated website by some energetic Houston ladies of Indian origin. I came across them when they requested I add a Flickr picture from my family album to their Flickr Group pool.
It takes time and exposure to the world outside of the commercial hubs that we find ourselves in.....for some Indian immigrants it takes a little longer, because they are in a state of culture shock without acknowledging or recognizing it for what it is. Busy with being assimilated and accepted by the new society, elated with the escape to a 'better' socio-economic lifestyle, they rush headlong into pursuance of the dream they envisioned for so long back in India. A few sparks of success in the business world and a burgeoning sense of worth in the local community/network followed by the leveling out of the sensitivities as the Immigrant now becomes one of the masses and the daily grind.....and then come the moments when the 'keeping up with the Joneses' mentality creeps in and colors every social invitation.
To get beyond that stage means to get out of that box for a while.....to look for the simple pleasures where the oneness with the masses can be achieved only through intense self-introspection and a re-evaluation of one's aspirations in conjunction with a sense of looking at how the have-nots deal with their challenges. This means opening one's eyes to the lowliest of the low, the sick, the elderly and the forgotten who live a day-to-day existence at the mercy of others. Trying to make someone else's life better by using what resources we possess will make our lives more rewarding and meaningful. And one overlooked resource is the wealth of first-hand experience we have from being raised in India, where the needy and 'have-nots' outnumber the Joneses. Where the well-off new elite look down from their skyscrapers onto a mass of humanity who are permanently disabled by Poverty and lack of simple care and love, just enough to let them lead a meaningful existence instead of a life as worthless as the stray dogs they share their last morsels with. When we REALLY take the substance of their lives to heart, we have truly freed ourselves to become better.....better than the confused persons we look at in our mirrors.
A Complete Guide For The NRI/Seventh Edition
Just for fun.......
Outsourced
became too long and so I decided to respond via this Blog. Desi Living is a vibrant, thoughtfully-conceived, hip and sophisticated website by some energetic Houston ladies of Indian origin. I came across them when they requested I add a Flickr picture from my family album to their Flickr Group pool.
It takes time and exposure to the world outside of the commercial hubs that we find ourselves in.....for some Indian immigrants it takes a little longer, because they are in a state of culture shock without acknowledging or recognizing it for what it is. Busy with being assimilated and accepted by the new society, elated with the escape to a 'better' socio-economic lifestyle, they rush headlong into pursuance of the dream they envisioned for so long back in India. A few sparks of success in the business world and a burgeoning sense of worth in the local community/network followed by the leveling out of the sensitivities as the Immigrant now becomes one of the masses and the daily grind.....and then come the moments when the 'keeping up with the Joneses' mentality creeps in and colors every social invitation.
To get beyond that stage means to get out of that box for a while.....to look for the simple pleasures where the oneness with the masses can be achieved only through intense self-introspection and a re-evaluation of one's aspirations in conjunction with a sense of looking at how the have-nots deal with their challenges. This means opening one's eyes to the lowliest of the low, the sick, the elderly and the forgotten who live a day-to-day existence at the mercy of others. Trying to make someone else's life better by using what resources we possess will make our lives more rewarding and meaningful. And one overlooked resource is the wealth of first-hand experience we have from being raised in India, where the needy and 'have-nots' outnumber the Joneses. Where the well-off new elite look down from their skyscrapers onto a mass of humanity who are permanently disabled by Poverty and lack of simple care and love, just enough to let them lead a meaningful existence instead of a life as worthless as the stray dogs they share their last morsels with. When we REALLY take the substance of their lives to heart, we have truly freed ourselves to become better.....better than the confused persons we look at in our mirrors.
A Complete Guide For The NRI/Seventh Edition
Just for fun.......
Outsourced
Sunday, October 31, 2010
For Facebookers and Others
Testing a DivX player here...
The Social Network (2010) DVD Screener from KabaalQSS on Veehd.
The Facebook Effect: The Inside Story of the Company That Is Connecting the World
The Social Network (2010) DVD Screener from KabaalQSS on Veehd.
The Facebook Effect: The Inside Story of the Company That Is Connecting the World
Monday, October 25, 2010
My Favorite Things, Updated
From my email Inbox today, one that has been making the rounds for years,
Maalox and nose drops and needles for knitting,
Walkers and handrails and new dental fittings,
Bundles of magazines tied up in string,
These are a few of my favourite things....
Cadillacs and cataracts, and hearing aids and glasses,
Polident and Fixodent and false teeth in glasses,
Pacemakers, golf carts and porches with swings,
These are a few of my favourite things....
When the pipes leak, when the bones creak,
When the knees go bad,
I simply remember my favourite things,
And then I don't feel so bad !
Hot tea and crumpets and corn pads for bunions,
No spicy hot food or food cooked with onions,
Bathrobes and heating pads and hot meals they bring,
These are a few of my favourite things.
Back pains, confused brains, and no need for sinnin',
Thin bones and fractures and hair that is thinnin',
And we won't mention our short, shrunken frames,
When we remember our favourite things.
When the joints ache, When the hips break,
When the eyes grow dim,
Then I remember the great life I've had,
And then I don't feel so bad !
My Favorite Things
on MP3
The Sound of Music
(Two-Disc 40th Anniversary Special Edition)
now edited for relevancy. Read the update after the pics !
Julie Andrews turned 75 on Oct 1, 2010
Six years ago she was honored by the AARP at NYC's Radio City Music Hall
where she performed one of her signature classics - with updated lyrics for her
elderly audience and herself, a Stage Classic featured in 'The Sound of Music' :
My Favorite Things
Maalox and nose drops and needles for knitting,
Walkers and handrails and new dental fittings,
Bundles of magazines tied up in string,
These are a few of my favourite things....
Cadillacs and cataracts, and hearing aids and glasses,
Polident and Fixodent and false teeth in glasses,
Pacemakers, golf carts and porches with swings,
These are a few of my favourite things....
When the pipes leak, when the bones creak,
When the knees go bad,
I simply remember my favourite things,
And then I don't feel so bad !
Hot tea and crumpets and corn pads for bunions,
No spicy hot food or food cooked with onions,
Bathrobes and heating pads and hot meals they bring,
These are a few of my favourite things.
Back pains, confused brains, and no need for sinnin',
Thin bones and fractures and hair that is thinnin',
And we won't mention our short, shrunken frames,
When we remember our favourite things.
When the joints ache, When the hips break,
When the eyes grow dim,
Then I remember the great life I've had,
And then I don't feel so bad !
Ms. Andrews received a standing ovation from the
crowd that lasted over four minutes, plus
thunderous multiple Encores.
My Favorite Things
on MP3 The Sound of Music
(Two-Disc 40th Anniversary Special Edition)
Sunday, October 24, 2010
Dustedoff Has Published my Pardesi Story
Saturating the Blogosphere and beyond......here is a link for all my non-Facebook
Travel beyond the three seas / Khozhdenie za tri morya
...and Mosfilm has the film listed as 'Travel Beyond the Three Seas'
for Download
http://bit.ly/gD8WNc
Read my untold story
friends. I recently provided the Dustedoff Blog owner with the true story of
the scenes behind the making of 'Pardesi' an Indo-Soviet film from the '50s,
a film that I had a tiny part in....tiny in terms of the total time that I appear
on-screen, but not that tiny when you consider that I spent those few on-
screen moments with Russian actor Oleg Strizhenov the lead person in the
film. Here Oleg portrays the legendary Afanasy Nikitin, Russia's greatest
Merchant-Explorer, whose travelogue 'Journey Beyond Three Seas'
film. Here Oleg portrays the legendary Afanasy Nikitin, Russia's greatest
Merchant-Explorer, whose travelogue 'Journey Beyond Three Seas'
served as material for the film's screenplay.
Earlier this month, this blog hosted a guest post by Fred Miller, son of the talented (but alas, largely uncredited) Sam Millar. Fred had promised us another post, of his reminiscences from his days with his father in the big, bad world of Hindi cinema in the 50's, and here it is: a delightful, very [...]
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Available at Amazon.com
Unfortunately there is no decent copy of the film available for purchase.
That is indeed a pity, because not archiving or re-releasing this Filmfare
Award Winner and Nominee for the Golden Palm Award at Cannes reflects
very poorly on India's present-day values. Old is not always gold, and thanks to
the Dustedoff blog, attempts to examine and evaluate cinematic hits and misses
are a consolation.
Fri, October 22, 2010 11:57:55 AM
 | The Pardesi Extra's Story |
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Travel beyond the three seas / Khozhdenie za tri morya
...and Mosfilm has the film listed as 'Travel Beyond the Three Seas'
for Download
http://bit.ly/gD8WNc
Read my untold story
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