Halloween is about two weeks away.
If you’re going to a party, have fun and be safe. If you hand out candy, save me a Snickers or Baby Ruth!
And, if you’re trick-or-drinking, I’m coming to your house!
Have a fantastic weekend. I’ll be watching “Halloween Ends” on Peacock!
A LOW-KEY BIRTHDAY
I just celebrated another birthday — at home and working. I know how to live it up! 🙂
In the past, I’ve been fortunate to celebrate some incredible birthdays — Athens, Greece (2021), Morocco (2018), Paris, France (2014), and in Las Vegas (2012) with Madonna and Elton John (the night before) on stage, of course.
Cheers from Athens last year with my first tasty and potent Ouzo…
… and outside the Moulin Rouge in 2014 before sipping champagne stage-side at midnight as I turned 50!
If I’m not traveling, I don’t even think of partying when another birthday arrives.
I think of how many more years until I turn 67 and I can retire.
It’s a good thing I love what I do. It sure makes the passing years more enjoyable!
COUSINS
Although I’m in good physical shape and in decent health as far I know, I find myself thinking more and more about mortality.
Last weekend, my sister and I ventured back to Kentucky to spend the afternoon with our cousins on my mother’s side. We haven’t been together with many of them in almost 30 years!
Here are the cousins (with Uncle Romey, at 85, on the far right)!
On our next trip to Kentucky, Tammy and I want to have lunch with our two cousins on our father’s side.
1985 CALLED AND WANTS ITS FASHION & HAIRSTYLES BACK!!!
While at the reunion, many old pictures were shared including this one at my cousin’s wedding in January 1985. I never saw this photo before and I absolutely love it!
Can you believe that’s a barely 20-year-old me on the left with my sweet cousin Cindy? (On the right is my best childhood friend and cousin, Steve).
When this photo was brought to my attention, it blew me away!!! Without sounding vain, I didn’t realize I was such a sexy young man then!
Boy, if I had the confidence then that I have now, I would’ve gotten into so much (MORE) trouble! 🙂
“SMOKE GETS IN YOUR EYES”
It gets a little dark now!
Since I talked about Halloween and mortality, I’ll use that as a segue to a dark, yet hilariously written book about the funeral industry and what happens when we die.
Caitlin Doughty’s 2014 memoir, “Smoke Gets in Your Eyes & Other Lessons from the Crematory”, was very informative, eye-opening, and creepy. And, she knew just when to throw in a little humor to make the book less dark!
Okay, before you think I’m strange (well, we all are to a certain extent), this book was a New York Times bestseller!
I was astounded and shocked by the embalming process.
I know the procedure is being performed on a body, but still it’s a very brutal event even to a non-living person.
It definitely made me regret having my mother’s body prepared for an open-casket funeral!
So, is it just a Southern thing to take photos of bodies in caskets? Why did we do this in 1990 when my mother, Dessie, passed away?
A final note about death, I had already decided to be cremated long before I read Doughty’s book and I’m glad I did!
CHILDHOOD NEWS EVENTS
In September 2020, I posted a blog called “My Life: The First 35 Years”. In it, I shared the 13 biggest events of my first 35 years and I counted down my 101 favorite songs of that era of my life. I had so much fun with it.
As a child and teenager in the 1970s, the news stories that vividly affected me were Jimmy Carter’s election as president in 1976, John Wayne Gacy’s arrest in 1978 after his serial killing of boys and young men in Chicago, and the Kent State Massacre in Ohio in May 1970.
If you’d like to see the biggest event that shaped my first 35 years or find out if “Macarena” was my favorite song of that era (it definitely wasn’t!), here’s that link:
https://anthonypeoples.wordpress.com/2020/09/11/my-life-the-first-35-years/
But, as an adult, the three stories from that decade that I’m so fascinated about and have read so much on is President Richard Nixon, the Shah of Iran, and the Jonestown Massacre in Guyana in November 1978.
And, right or wrong, I’ve used the phrase “Drinking the Kool-Aid”!
“THE ROAD TO JONESTOWN: JIM JONES AND PEOPLES TEMPLE”
Jeff Guinn’s 2017 book was a concise and compelling read.
Here are some things Guinn shared that you might not remember or have known:
Jones moved from Indiana to California (Redwood Valley in Mendocino County and was associated with churches in Los Angeles and San Francisco) before heading to the jungles of Guyana in South America to a community he named after himself, Jonestown.
Even as early as 1975, Jones preached “I love socialism, and I’d die to bring it about. But, if I did, I’d take a thousand with me.”
On several occasions, Jones told his followers about Masada, an Israeli fortress in the mountains “where almost one thousand Jewish revolutionaries, women, and children committed suicide rather than surrender to a Roman army about to breach the walls.”
Jones’s personal physician and Jonestown’s doctor Larry Schacht had been working to perfect a cocktail of Flavor Aid, tranquilizers, and potassium cyanide to make it taste less bitter.
In “The Poisoner’s Handbook”, Deborah Blum writes, “The last minutes of a cyanide death are brutal, marked by convulsions, a desperate gasping for air, a rising bloody froth of vomit and saliva, and finally a blessed release into unconsciousness.”
This all led to the Jonestown tragedy where more than 900 of his followers were poisoned with that cyanide-laced Flavor Aid drink. (One-third were children that were killed first and found at the bottom of the mass of people.)
The bisexual Jones believed that everyone, women and men, desired him. One follower in his close knit managerial team was not afraid to stand up to him. Harriet Tropp told him that she didn’t desire him because “You are 47 and fat”, but she added, “I don’t have romantic illusions. They say the greatest orgasm is death, so I hope we have the great pleasure of dying together.”
PARTING THOUGHTS
Even today, people don’t recall any of the good that Jim Jones did before he became a delusional, drug addict.
What people remember is jokes about “not drinking the Kool-Aid” when it comes to religious leaders and institutions and their fanatical views. Politicians, too.
Sadly, it wasn’t even “Kool-Aid”. It was the cheap imitation, “Flavor-Aid” — just like Jim Jones was a cheap imitation knockoff of God!
“JONESTOWN: TERROR IN THE JUNGLE”
If you don’t have time to read Guinn’s book, this SundanceTV documentary following Jones’ life was incredible!
This November will mark the 44th anniversary of the Jonestown massacre — some call it “mass murder” and others, a “mass suicide”.
I’m in the “mass murder” camp, since the Jones was deranged and pretty much forced those people to drink the cyanide-laced concoction at gunpoint.
I saw it in the fall of 2018 and gave it an “A”!
STORIES FROM JONESTOWN
Another book I read recently was 2013’s “Stories From Jonestown” by Leigh Fondakowski.
She and her team talked to survivors that were in Jonestown and Guyana at the time and to those working back in the states for Jim Jones.
Their stories are incredible and sad!
THAT’S IT
With all the craziness in the world, make it the best in your little part of it!
Anthony