Black is black

For those of those fortunate enough to see both blogs, this is the more cheering event, though its also the one, like so many LGBT related events that I wish we didnt have to celebrate. I know, things were very different in 1947 America, though in truth, it took decades after that before things really improved, and rather like LGBT issues, I’m not certain that its really been settled as yet, especially with the current political situation there. For more details of the events than I wish to just repeat, go see

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jackie_Robinson

for all of the details. The only thing of which I can be really proud is that it was my beloved Dodgers (then in Brooklyn) who took the first move to right matters. His shirt number was 42, and this is why today, all players, on all teams, and tomorrow, for the teams not playing today, will be wearing that shirt number for 1 day. Yes, the first game played by Jackie Robinson, African American baseball player, in the Major League was on April 15th, 1947.

The funny thing is, as the article points out, he wasnt actually the first African American to play Major League Baseball, he was just the first to do so since 1884, and fine, media was pretty limited back then, and segregation was pretty awful back then, so they were conveniently swept over. In truth things werent great in 1947 for Robinson, as players, and teams refused to play with/against him back then, with little impunity. To be fair to the Dodgers, and the MLB they came down relatively firmly on these people, but only so much could be done at a time when racism was sadly rife. Funny thing is, he never played in Los Angeles. He retired in 1956, and it was 1958 before they moved across the country, to become Hollywood’s team.

Oh, and to say the Dodgers have always been forward on equality matters? First team to let a female journalist into the locker room (1974), the first team to have a female lead trainer (2012), and way back in 1941, the first team to get their players to wear helmets! Oh, and probably the only team that will ever have the same person commentate on the team for 67 years too. Yes, Vin Scully, of course.

No, the Dodgers play tonight in the middle of the night, my time (3.00 am start) so I wont see them play, but there is one extra thing for me tonight, a player of course for once, wearing 42, Clayton Kershaw. He makes his first start in the Major League tonight, after injury, having spent the last couple of weeks amusingly, in Oklahoma. I suspect he flew to Los Angeles, unlike Clara, who I assume arrived by train, though that was from Texas, according to her Census records. When she moved to Texas, I have yet to discover, all I know is she left for LA in 1925 at this point. That might need to be one of my challenges in life, discovering more about her, assuming my retirement is made official, after the neurologist has checked me over. So I might yet find her married name, and later life, lol!

Alright, the video is corny, though it might appeal to my male readers. And yes, I’d love a pair of those gold trousers, if anyone is offering…?

 

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Hustle to the edge

Fine, I had something to use for the other blog, so under my ‘one for one’ rules, I wanted to add something here as well. Given the other is the blog far more for LGBT issues, I needed to find something else for here. So go for my regular option in those circumstances, a mind control story one. Well, two stories, related in a sense, but…

https://mcstories.com/JezzAndEdge/index.html

https://mcstories.com/JezzAndEdgeTwo/index.html

Lets just say these 2 characters are great, though the author has written plenty of other good ones too, over the years. No, never met him (He’s in Florida, I sadly, am not), but he’s special to me, not only as a great author, but as a friend who has helped me out more than a bit, since my health has started to fail. Talking of which, if anyone does want to help an ‘old robot’ with back, and seizures issues, money is always welcome through here

https://ko-fi.com/merrybrooks

or you can paypal at robotunit8@hotmail.com if preferred? I think the commission they take is same at both?

I think the play off between Edge, and Jezz is just great. And yes, he doesnt always play fair, which always amuses me too. But the think about story 2, that really amuses me is not them, its the disco. Yes, it has a device that sets the room to any time between the 1910’s, and current day, depending on where the hand is set. As you will discover if reading this (and you should), its set in the mid 1970’s here. So everyone is mind controlled to think they are in the mid 1970’s, you get my drift? Sadly, at the end, the device gets a bit damaged, but my friend, the author assures me that is can be magically  fixed to take me back to the late 1920’s, or early 1930’s, lol. Oh, wouldnt that be so much fun!

So yes, Chrystal Wynd, thanks for the financial support, and thanks for the stories too. Oh, and when that device is fixed, and ready to make me believe I’m a gin sipping, jazz loving, super dancing flapper, I cant wait. Sadly, I’m not sure it will really happen, but… 😉

The video? One of those mid 70’s disco songs mentioned in the story, with some sexy young ladies (definitely not me, sadly) dancing to it. Just think 40-50 years earlier, Miss Clara Johnson did that sort of thing, only in the movies!

Welcome to Hollywood?

Over on the other blog, I made a few comments about La La Land, which I finally got to see last night for the first time. Yes, fine, watched it mainly for the locations (lots that I’ve seen, or visited), rather than the movie (fine, I guess), but it made me think how tough it must be for those trying to break through in Tinsel Town.

In truth, I accept that my time to do so has probably gone, even if I have been performing more again of late, I cant see the Hollywood studios rushing to sign up a disabled 60 year old, lets face it. As the film shows, its hard enough for the younger ones trying to get their break, let alone a mature old lady like me!

Its one habit that Hollywood has been doing now for about a century, getting the young and ambitious arriving in town, dreaming of becoming a star, and in most cases, failing to do so. The result of that has varied over the years. Sadly, at least one related suicide (Peg Entwistle) due to lack of success, and others who had dreams of fame, but ended up in tiny parts, or in chorus lines, dancing. Yes, Clara Johnson, looking at you, lol. Of course, the irony was, many of those pretty dancers attracted the eyes of wealthy men, who wanted a young, and pretty wife, and yes, in truth, thats all some of those girls did it for, anyway, lol.

I wonder how Clara felt when she arrived in town in 1925, with dreams of fame that never happened, but along came the musicals, and her dancing talents, and the rest was history.

Maybe part of me regrets that I never tried that dream, but maybe it was for the best? Besides which, its easier for young, star eyed American girls to chase that dream, than Brit’s!

Still, all permitting, I plan to be back in town next year, so if any Hollywood producer wants to make me a crazy offer, I’m listening, lol! No, I dont expect a rush!

OK, video time. I wish there was a live video of Rafferty, and this song, but sadly there isnt, and of course, never will be now, I guess? But its one of my favourite Rafferty songs, and so apt, so…

I doubt we’re alone now

OK, someone was messing me around in the flotation tank this afternoon, and my eye would cast a suspicious glance in the direction of Clara Johnson on that front? No, I’m sure it wasnt, but…

What would normally happen is that I’d get in the pod, get comfortable, turn the light out, and then soon after that, the new world type music would start up for 10 minutes, then fade away for 45 minutes of complete silence, before the music starts up again, 5 minutes from the end, to get me ‘back to normal’ again, before the light comes back on, and get out, back into the boring real world again!

Today, well, the music never started up, but my mind quickly blanked out regardless, and after a little while, Clara broke through the ‘barrier’ and proceeded to have her fun, until the music actually started up, as I later found out, 10 minutes from the end! I mean, I thought the closing music was going on a bit longer than normal, but it was only when the light didnt come on, that I put 2 and 2 together, and made mischief! Even more so, when after climbing out, it didnt start the instant filtration process.

Anyway, got outside after shower, and dressing, and reported it to the owner. Seems something had gone wrong with the system, but anyway, I’m sure Clara wasnt really to blame, lol…? I did offer to finish off the hour from when it actually started, jokingly, but no, was never serious about that. But was it Clara making mischief, was she trying to play with my mind by changing the normal routine, who really knows? Suppose I’d just imagined that was actually the start of my hour, what games did she have planned for my mind? Not that I’d mind, but…?

So, when I got home tonight, what did Eric put on TV, and tease me about? Yes, you guessed it, my alien ‘relatives’! That combined with one of those silly Twitter trends, along the lines of ‘Aliens Are Probably Thinking’ as soon as I log into there just amused me no end. I’m one of those who love to think there really are aliens out there, and would love a ride in one of their space crafts, if any happen to read this. I can pass happily on the Anal Probing, but if its the only way I get to fly in an alien spacecraft, bring it on! I’d still love to get a really nice, ideally figure clinging (or reasonably clinging) alien suit for my Birthday, if anyone wants to treat me, if only to see Eric’s face when I walked in wearing it! No, I’m a part time, disabled worker, so paying out for silly things like that, not really going to happen, before anyone just tells me to get one! Being able to get out of it again, having put it on, purely optional! 😉

So today, I’ve had a day where I felt far from alone. Firstly, Clara taking charge, and having her fun, and then the thoughts of Aliens messing with my mind, and/or body, and living here on this planet, or offering me a ride through the solar system. All about as likely as me dancing like the pro Clara was, at Blackpool, but anyway…

OK, video time. Some vintage Tiffany, as an opposite to my day

The world changed?

Fine, I will post a link to the story tonight that inspired me to write this blog, though its more for the concept of the story, than the standard of it, but hey, others might see it differently…?

https://mcstories.com/WorldChangedForSusan/index.html

In a sense, I sorted of covered it in one of my stories that only went to ebook (way too many real names of the past), which if anyone wants to shock an old lady, is still available, so…

https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/576469

Its an interesting thought, at least more in the sense of my story, as to what you would do, if it happened to you? I open the door, walk out, and there I am, a young chorus girl, off to dance on a movie musical. I guess it depends how much you know things have changed? If you knew something was wrong, you’d probably freak out, but if the world changed, in a way where you were actually said chorus girl, would you really notice any difference?

I must admit, one of the things I’m looking forward to, in Blackpool this year, for the film festival, is the whole 30’s ‘glamour girl’ thing, in her promo outfit, or her dance one, given we’re doing Thats Entertainment. No, even without my back issues, I havent got Clara’s dancing skills, but it would be fun to follow in her footsteps, just once. I must admit, the whole movie actress thing would be fun, regardless, and something I could probably more cope with.

But no, nowadays, in this current world, I’m a 60 year old, (partially) disabled lady, with little dance skills, and a life to live. But if, tomorrow morning, when I opened the door…?

OK, video time. I might have my eyes twinkling at the thought of the world changing for me in that way, but its not going to happen, I’m sure. Alice White wasnt the most talented movie star of all time, by any stretch of the imagination. Her, and Toby Wing sort of got modest careers, with modest talent. I wonder what would have happened if Clara Johnson had got the same lucky break? Alice is actually dubbed here, her singing was, err, that good. Her dancing wasnt great either, but she looked very cute, so…

Never happy with the weather?

I know a lovely guy down Georgia (as in Atlanta) way, who regularly complains because he never gets to see snow in winter. Only the other day, he was complaining because the temperature there was in the mid 60’s, at a time when it was barely above freezing over here. I also know a lovely guy in LA who complains that its cold out there, and when I look, even in the chill of the night, its 10 degrees warmer than it is here in the morning! So yeah, he’d have something to complain about if he came over here in the winter, lol!

Yes, my friend in Georgia, I’ve jokingly offered to swap places with him, as my back is far less grumpy when the temperature is above 50. Well, generally it is, but I’m having a bad spell this weekend (to put it mildly), and though its not far off that mark, it feels like an axe has been thrown into my back, but anyway…

Unfortunately we cant just do a winter swap, some trivial item called Immigration rules, and all that, on both sides of the pond! I still hope to retire to somewhere that can fit my requirements post retirement, whenever that may be. Algarve is an obvious target (even more so after November) for me, though I’m not sure how easy that will still be, post Brexit, but fingers crossed. Unless someone (PLEASE!) wants to pay for me to move there before that happens, but otherwise…

But yes, dont ever complain to me about how hot it is where you live, and expect sympathy. An offer (if possible) to swap places, a whole different matter! So…?

I love the sun obviously, which is a corny reason for tonights video. This is one of Clara Johnson’s earlier outings as a chorus girl, though its more walking in an amazing outfit, than actual dance. If I’m right, she’s the last one before the horse rider appears near the end. To be fair, any number of these girls can be seen in tons of musical numbers, not just her!

I had the craziest dream

In hindsight, I probably should have done these blogs the other way round tonight, because though you could make a case for lateral mind control here, in all truth, its probably just a very weird dream. Whereas a piece about escort girls…rolls eyes…?

Tuesday morning, as seems to be more the case nowadays, due to my ‘old lady bladder’, I got up in the middle of the night, to ease a problem, then went back to bed, about 4 in the morning, and thanks to my strong painkillers, back into a deep sleep. Shortly after that, things got weird.

I know you dont always remember dreams, but this one is ingrained on my memories. Clearly I was seeing things through my eyes, as I never saw me once in my dream. Where I was, seemed to be a very large building, and all the rooms were filled with the movie stars of the past. But get this, not as they were in the 1930’s, but more like how they were in the 1970’s, or 80’s. Ginger Rogers was there, William Powell was there, and a few more, but they were old! I had a feeling like I was greeting them, as they arrived somewhere, the obvious answer being the afterlife.

But how on Earth was I doing this, I was young, if not very pretty when they passed away, and definitely still on Earth. I did wonder if it was a foreboding that I’m about to join that ‘Actors Guild’ in the sky, but why would they be waiting to greet a little bit part actress like me? Hey, if they are going to greet me, my time can be nigh, lol.

Then I put my logic hat on, and wondered…? Was I seeing things through Clara Johnson’s eyes, in that celestial home? Was it her greeting her old friends from her dancing days, as they arrived in heaven? Who knows, but it just all seemed so real, that…? And no, I didnt see Jean with Bill, lol! Might have given something away, as she would still have been young, of course?

I’ll probably never dream it again, and lets face it, even if it does happen after I pass away, I’m not going to be able to tell you in a blog, lol! 😛

OK, this song was an obvious choice, but finding a live version of it was far more complex. So, going back to 1942 for this…