I know, I just featured The Fifth Dimension a couple of weeks ago, but today is Marilyn McCoo’s 79th birthday. She’s been married to Billy Davis, another former member of the group, since 1969. “One Less Bell To Answer” was written by Burt Bacharach and Hal David, who originally wrote it for Keely Smith in 1967. It was released in 1970 and went to #2 on the Hot 100, kept out of the top spot by George Harrison’s “My Sweet Lord.” It went to #1 on the Adult Contemporary chart, #4 on the Soul Singles chart, #2 on the Cash Box Top 100, and #11 in Canada.
There’s something I’ve meant to talk about for some time now, and while it might (no, will) ruffle some feathers, I’m going to go there.
I read somewhere (might have been Ancestry or 23andMe, maybe Wikipedia) that every blue-eyed person in the world is a descendant of an African man who, through genetic mutation, was born with blue eyes.
The fact that nearly everyone who has blue eyes (me included) can trace their roots back to a Northern European country should make you wonder how that happened.
Sarah Hoyt wrote a very interesting article about the whole subject of race and what she calls “reading racial tea leaves.”
I found it interesting because I had been thinking along the same lines recently.
When you come right down to it, race as we’ve used it all these years is really meaningless; it’s an invention of people who consider it relevant, no matter how irrelevant it is (yes, I’m talking about anthropologists and sociologists).
There has been so much mixing and blending and swirling between people of different races and ethnicities that race and ethnicity don’t matter anymore.
I think we need to stop treating them like they do.
The only thing we can say for certain is that we’re all human beings, capable of giving and receiving love, needing to love and be loved (so sue me if I sound too ’70’s).
I’m not saying not to address past wrongs: I’m saying that reconciliation doesn’t happen until we recognize the common bond that we share, our humanity.
As Sarah says in the above article, we have more in common than not, and to pretend otherwise is “arrant [sic] nonsense.”
Let’s make it happen.
“The King Of The Singing Cowboys,” actor and singer Gene Autry was born on this day in 1907. He owned the Los Angeles Angels baseball team from that team’s inception in 1961 until his death in 1998. “Back In The Saddle Again” was #1 on the Country chart in 1939.
Fandango’s taking some time off, so we have a golden oldie…
This week’s provocative question is based upon a quote by Bertrand Russell, the British philosopher, logician, mathematician, historian, writer, essayist, social critic, political activist, and Nobel laureate. Whew, that’s a lot of cred. Anyway, Russell, who died in 1970, suggested that…
“The fundamental cause of the trouble is that, in the modern world, the stupid are cocksure while the intelligent are full of doubts.”
Do you concur with Mr. Russell’s perspective? Why or why not?
The way this quote is phrased implies that he had been discussing “the trouble,” and since we don’t know what that was, it’s kind of hard to say. So, let’s assume for the purpose of this exercise that the “trouble” is just a generic thing. (Which is probably the intention.)
Anyway, I would agree with this.
There is the distinct possibility that my idea of who qualifies as “the stupid” and “the intelligent” might vary slightly (or greatly) with who Bert, or for that matter anyone else, considers to be a genius or a moron. My mother (who, as you have probably guessed, had an opinion about everything) once said of someone, “if it wasn’t on paper that he was smart, no one would know.” Or, as Sheldon Cooper often said, “I’m not crazy, Mom had me tested.”
So, maybe it’s best to rewrite the esteemed Mr. Russell’s statement:
“The fundamental cause of the trouble is that, in the modern world, the people who, in my humble opinion, are stupid are cocksure while the people who, in my humble opinion, are intelligent are full of doubts.”
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Found this years ago, and something about it rings so true.
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