What is Going On

As I welcomed a new group of college students to their semester “abroad” in Los Angeles this week, I tried to stay focused on the entertainment industry and their future as emerging writers, directors, producers, editors and who knows what else.

Yes, there is a future.

And no, I don’t sugar coat it. 

I left my blue plaid jacket at home

On the other hand, it serves little purpose to go on about the gloom and doom in the air for the last six months since the end of show business has been predicted from the time talkies were first introduced.

I’m not old enough to remember that, or our transition from radio to the revolution of television. But I am old enough to have experienced the shift from black & white to color, then to VCRs, DVDs, cable, on demand, streaming and…

Well, who knows what’s next.

A return to typewriters!

But rest assured, it will be something. Our world has many rewards but there are inevitable downturns where things turn bleak and bleakest.  It is in those moments we need to be entertained or simply commiserate over stories about the bad times that somehow make us feel less alone and ready to fight on another day.

So truly, I don’t worry much about the industry, or Gen Z.  Especially since, in my experience, they have a keen sixth sense for bullshit.

They know

And boy is it getting thrown at them from everywhere and in much more sophisticated forms.  A.I. is predicted to be the death knell of truth but let’s be real here – hasn’t truth already evolved into truthiness or, as the first Trump administration liked to put it – alternative facts?

What a clever excuse for a lie. 

Though I much prefer the explanation Picasso gave almost a century ago.

Art Is The Lie That Tells The Truth.

“Weeping woman” — or how I feel when I watch too much cable news

That is at least an aspiration to something approaching honesty about the human story.  Not a bad con job by people looking to cash in on a hot streak mostly for themselves in the short term.

There is a lot of hot shot cosplaying these days in the political arena by the current White House administration that I’m betting my Gen Z students already see through and will be smart enough to continue to see through in the coming years.

Otherwise, why would the White House be so apoplectic over college DEI programs, suing (Note: Aka shaking down and/or controlling) major universities and college about who and what we are able to  teach to the next generation of aspiring Picassos, Clarence Darrows or Albert Einsteins.

You know I hate snakes

Which begs the question – would Einstein, an immigrant whose life was being threatened as a Jew in Nazi Germany, even gain admittance to the United States under present day rules?

Diversity, equity and inclusion are just that – a rainbow of various truths educators expose their students to in order to help them to see. 

See what?

Well, their truths, of course.

Oh but I think they can

If one is unafraid of what is true, then there is no reason to control the facts that young adults get to review, study and learn from in order to determine the course of their journeys.

But if one fears what someone of college age will find out about that Man behind the Curtain, then all the more reason for those institutions to be stopped in their tracks, taken to court and have the many questions they pose redacted from the record in favor of something more, well – unifying.

Don’t look!

In the last few weeks the Trump administration has dispatched close to 2300 members of the National Guard from a handful of red states that were once part of the Confederacy to the streets of Washington, D.C. in order to clean up its crime-ridden, dangerous, drug-infested streets.

This is in direct opposition to the majority of D.C. residents, many of whom have taken to the same streets in protest, and to D.C. Mayor Muriel Bowser, who notes violent crime has been significantly down in the last two years thanks to new programs the city has initiated.

Totally normal stuff here!

It reminds me of what happened in my city of Los Angeles last month, when the Guard and ICE agents patrolled a pretty much peaceful L.A. in combat gear and various weaponry while Homeland Security Secretary Kristi Noem gave a press conference with scads of misinformation.  But when our own Senator Alex Padilla tried to question her and correct the record, he was thrown to the ground and handcuffed by her feds for…. well, calling out the b.s.

A variation of this activity occurred in D.C. this week when Vice-President J.D. Vance and Trump Deputy Chief of Staff Stephen Miller zig-zagged past hundreds of protestors into Union Station to ostensibly photo-op/congratulate the Guard and treat them to lunch from Shake Shack.

Does Vance go anywhere and not get booed??

They and Defense Secretary Pete Hegseth were roundly booed and initially drowned out with shouts of “Free D.C.”  But Vance countered a few minutes later to reporters that the troops were there to, “Free D.C. from being a city that has one of the highest murder rates in the entire world.”

Which is complete fiction, aka alternative facts.

Lies on lies on lies

Statistics actually prove those rates went down by one-third since 2023 (Note: Use the google) and that there are dozens and dozens of cities in countries all over the world with significantly higher crime stats and murders.

But this LIE wound up being lost, or shall we say, eclipsed, by more b.s. from Trump Deputy Chief of Staff Stephen Miller, who seethed that these protestors were crazy communists…seeking to destroy a great American city, along with stupid, elderly white hippies.  

Communists?  White hippies? 

I’m sure young people are as on board with this as we were back in the late 1960s. 

But what made it even more callow was Miller and Vance, of all people, ranting that D.C. was a majority Black city that deserved to be safe.

The fact remains that none of the National Guard troops have not been dispatched to majority Black neighborhoods but to landmarks like the National Mall, Lincoln Memorial, Union Station and other tourist destinations.  As well as on air force bases and the upscale streets of tony Georgetown.

In other words, places where they can be amply PHOTOGRAPHED, FILMED and show a FICTIONALIZED VERSION of FORCE (Note: As they will in many other cities nationwide. Chicago is next, then San Francisco, New York and a town near you).

Yeah, we’ll see

Yes, there have been 700 D.C. arrests in the last few weeks but almost none of them have been for violent crime.  Most have been immigrants, protestors, the homeless and the drug-addicted.  Disappeared and often not easy to track down.

Those of us who have seen this kind of thing before and have survived long enough to witness the ebbs and flows of the world, especially need to help young people to understand the difference between sloppy, drooly lies that profess reality vs. honest protests in the streets demanding a course correction from the real life edicts of slick, overheated, recycled bullshit.

A valid question

This is not to say that they don’t already get it.  But as we have learned over generations, there is great strength in numbers.  Not to mention, it can also inspire a few cool stories, as well as other pieces of art.

Marvin Gaye – “What’s Going On”

Pride, Prejudice & Pee Wee

If being gay was a choice, I’d choose gay every time.  Not because I think it’s better to be gay than straight (Note: Although sometimes….).  Rather, it’s because making any other choice would mean that I wouldn’t be myself.

Now, how’s that for pride month???

Oh please, no applause.

OK I’ll accept a cheer though

Every person I know and almost everyone I’ve ever met in the LGBTQ+ community would answer the same way.  Because once you have zero compunction about being your authentic self and actually live that way, the toughest part of that particular journey is over.

As for the handful of perverse exceptions on the subject, well, as practically everyone on earth aside from a MAGA politician will publicly admit, there is a streak of the depraved within EVERY community.

Meaning there are lots of ways to be gay.  Just as there are lots of ways to be pretty much anything. 

Tis true

This week I watched the fantastic HBO documentary, Pee Wee As Himself.  It tells the story of Paul Reubens, the late actor who invented and played Pee Wee Herman all those years and who, among other things, officially “comes out’ as gay on the program. 

Not that we imagined he was straight.  Or anything else.  Pee Wee was camp and camp done by a man scores very high on the gay meter.  Like 9 out of 10.  And yes, I know that Dame Edna was played by the late Barry Humphries, a straight man.  He’s the 1 out of 10. 

Which in public gay speak is 1 out of every 10,000.

OK but the glasses are gay, right?

In any event, the fact that Paul Reubens was gay is nowhere near the most interesting aspect of his life, or his story.  What‘s much more revelatory is that this little gay kid was a natural performance artist fascinated by the circus (Note: He grew up near Ringling Bros. HQ in Sarasota, FL), children’s television and mid-century kitsch.  And that he was a Cal Arts grad who had a boyfriend in his twenties but was so obsessed with rising to the top of show business that after their breakup he poured everything into his career rather than to ever lose himself or his ambitions ever again in the homo-normative narrative of gay domestic bliss.

Reubens, in drag, at Cal Arts

Toiling in the usual rounds of anonymous auditions, improv comedy, bit parts and more, he one day finally hit upon a strange character that managed to suffuse himself, and everything he loved, in the form of an oddball man-boy who could entertain all the oddball kids, their older siblings AND their parents.  But in an honest, hyper-colorful, strange and wittily sarcastic style that was both purely him and purely for the “him” who would’ve liked to have (or been) such a person when he was younger.

It’s a story that is not much different from that of many creative people in the entertainment industry, only with overwhelming, outsized mainstream success.

Early days

Sure there were personal lapses and dramas like the arrest at the porn theatre for supposedly exposing himself or the subsequent cancellation of his Saturday morning kids (ahem) syndicated TV series, Pee Wee’s Playhouse — which my husband and I used to watch almost every Saturday morning early in our courtship – waiting for the inevitable gay double entendres that would always come (Note:”You know what they say about big feet…”).

Cowboy Curtis Boots

But, like being gay, those were just moments in a life of creativity that was clearly formed by being a bit odd and a bit of an outsider, albeit with an obsession to stay that way and become an INSIDER through the imaginative expression of EXACTLY who you are.

The character of Pee Wee and the guy who created him was as gay as anything could be because it was NEVER about his gender or sexuality, or the gender/sexuality of those millions who were attracted to him. It was the fact that he was using who he really was to attract everybody together in one big playhouse. And that’s the most appealing, most successful and most enduring attraction of all. #OneBigTent.

An icon

Of course, this a fact that is impossible to explain to self-professed “real” men like our current Secretary of Defense Pete Hegseth, or as he is known as around our house, Brylcreem Boy.

Yes, it’s a dated reference, but so is he.  Type casting for a school bully out of the 1950s, down to the drunken rages, mistreatment of women and financial failures.

Words escape me

After the April debacle where he set up group chats and leaked plans for US military raids by using the unsecured internet line, Signal Chat, B.B’.s new plan is to remove the names off of any Navy ships that he claims don’t further his “warrior” agenda for the troops.  And rename them with something more appropriate to his “mission.”  At the top of the list this pride month (Note: And likely to reassign him to the name Petty Pete in our household), is the USNS Harvey Milk, christened in honor of the slain gay rights leader and former San Francisco Supervisor who was gunned down in his office at City Hall one morning late in 1978 by a guy who didn’t like his politics.

Hey! Look at this big gay boat!

Ironically, though not to Petty Pete, aka Brylcreem Boy, is that Mr. Milk was the quintessential warrior.  After four years in the Navy, where he served on a submarine rescue ship during the Korean War, he was forced to resign when his superiors found out he was gay.  Never comfortable with hiding who he was, he then went on to become the first openly gay person elected to public office in California, and the following year put his career on the line to defeat the then popular-in-the-polls Briggs Initiative, which would have made it unconstitutional for any gay person to teach in a California school, as well as ended the careers of any of those who already did so.

Mr. Milk prevailed and thanks to him we not only have gay teachers but millions of out gay people living proudly all over the world.  He imagined the latter dream in countless public speeches but, much like many other civil rights leaders, didn’t survive nearly long enough to see that become reality. Nor did he stay alive long enough (Note: he was forty-eight when he was murdered) to see a U.S. president decide to honor him, a former navy lieutenant, for his courage by putting his name on one of its ships.

Thank you, Mr. Milk.

Unsurprisingly, Mr. Milk is just one on a longer list of names that P.P. or B.B. (Note: Take your choice), and one assumes the bosses above him in the current White House, are seeking to erase from history in our government by claiming they were only put there in the first place because of some undeserved bow to diversity, equity and inclusion.  Additional Navy ships scheduled to be stripped of their names are the:

USNS Harriet Tubman

USNS Thurgood Marshall

USNS Medgar Evers

USNS Cesar Chavez

USNS Dolores Huerta

USNS Ruth Bader Ginsburg

USNS Lucy Stone

The gays, the Blacks, the Browns, the Jews and the Women (not necessarily in that order).

Groundbreaking

Well, those names may be temporarily erased from a Navy battleship but they will never be erased from American history.   Not by a secretary of defense who thinks branding his body with a series of white Christian nationalist tattoos is enough to make him a contemporary warrior.

Most Americans see him as a callow idiot, one of many teeny tiny man-boys in our collective pasts. 

Far more petty, and far less notable than Pee-Wee Herman himself.

Pee-Wee’s Playhouse Theme