Thursday, August 26, 2010

Alkie's Black Eye

The phone rings. It's my oldest son, Alkie, the one who's a gay country musician in Nashville.

"Why, bless my aging heart," I said, when I heard his voice. 

"My heart soars like an eagle to know that you've called in to check and see if your old man's alive."

"Do whut?" he said, instead of "hello." "Oh, yeah, I pressed the wrong speed dial. But what the hell, how are you, Daddy?"

"I'm fine," I said. "Who were you really calling?"

"Uh, the pharmacy," he said. "I need some base makeup."

Base makeup? Alkie is many things, but he's not into drag. Something was up. I turned into Detective Dad instantly.


"What have you done NOW?" I asked. "Did you get in a fight?"

He immediately went on the defensive. Good. I like that quality in children.

"I didn't get into a fight!" he said. "C'mon."

I waited in silence.

"My landlord got in the fight, OK?" he said. "I just tried to help him get out of it."

I paused. His landlord is a 49-year-old straight man named Andy, who drinks. My son is a 
29-year-old gay man, who also drinks.

"Why were you out drinking with your landlord?" I asked. "You two don't exactly seem like you have a lot in common, socially."

"I had to. He offered to buy."

I should have expected this kind of logic from the child whom I once had to bail out of jail for setting fire to construction site port-a-potties. His excuse then was "I had to. My buddy said they would explode."

"OK, son," I said. "I assume the two of you were NOT at one of Nashville's finest gay bars."

"Oh, HELL, no, Daddy. The landlord hates fags. He'd probably throw my ass out if he knew I was gay."

I cleared my throat. I have often lectured my kids that it's probably better not to go drinking with the homophobes, once you've identified them. But Alkie is not one to heed fatherly advice, especially if there's liquor involved.

"So what was the name of this fine watering hole for heterosexuals?" I asked.

"Hell if I know. I don't remember."

"What, exactly, were you drinking, son?"

"Four shots of Jack Daniels, five shots of Jim Beam, a coupla Jell-o shots, six Bud Lites with lime 
 and at least one Suffering Bastard --- but who was counting?"

"Hmm, so you were taking it easy, were you?"

"Well, yeah, I didn't want to abuse his generosity."

"About this fight you got into ..."

"It wasn't my fault!"

No, it's never his fault. Like it wasn't his fault the time his car got impounded because he forgot, when he got into his designated driver's vehicle, that he had left it parked in front of a hardware store's "We Tow Parking Violators" sign the night before.

"Of course not, son. Let me rephrase the question I was about to ask. How did the fight get started."

"This guy took a swing at my landlord."

"Why did he do that?"

"Because the guy's girlfriend was mad."

"Why was the guy's girlfriend angry?"

"Because someone called her a fat diseased ho with a stinky cunt."

"Who did that?"

"The landlord."

Well, at least it wasn't Alkie. Someone raised him right. Sort of. At least I taught him that if he meets a woman in a bar, he should be polite, because the only women he's  likely to meet in the kind of bars he usually hangs out in are probably lesbians. And lesbians can  be mean and scary if a guy is rude to them.

"So you felt the need to defend your landlord for insulting a woman?"

"No, I wasn't defending him. But he was still buying."

I sighed.

"Son, who hit you? The woman or her man?"

"Neither of them. It was the guy that none of us knew who broke a bottle on the bar and was coming at my landlord's throat. I had to hit him."

"To stop him from hurting your landlord?"

"Well, yeah, that, too. But mostly it was because  it was my Bud Lite with lime bottle that he broke. I had to hit him for that. And then he hit me in the eye. What's a good shade of Cover Girl makeup to cover up a black eye?"

"I don't know, son? There are many things you can come to me for advice about, but makeup tips are not one of them! Call Queen Latifah!"

"Um, I think she uses a darker shade than I need. Besides, isn't she a lesbian? I don't think they use makeup ..."

"Son, are you calling me from jail?"

"No, Daddy, doggone it, you always think the worst of me! We just got thrown out on our asses by the bouncers. Some big dude, looked like one of those pro wrestlers, grabbed me and tore my shirt and dumped me in the parking lot. We've been banned from whatever the hell that place was."

"What happened with the people you were fighting with?"

"They got thrown out, too. The woman complained, but the bouncer told her to keep her diseased ho's mouth shut. We and the guys we were fighting with had a good laugh about it and made up in the parking lot."

"Son, this is terrible. You're almost 30. Being a bellicose drunk and getting into fights is no way to go through life."

"Daddy, I don't even know what 'bellicose' means."

"I know, son. I forgot who I was talking to for a minute. What did you learn from this?"

"Um ... learn?"

"Son ..."

"Probably nothin'. Oh wait, you want me to say, "I won't go drinking with straight people anymore,' right?"

"Well, something like that."

"I didn't learn that. The landlord wants me to go out with him again sometime. He said it's the most fun he's had in some time."

"Son ..."

"Wait, Daddy, I DID learn something!"

"What's that, son?"

"The bouncer  --- the one who tore my shirt? I got his phone number. We're going out clubbing this weekend ..."

Ahmed Sharif

've stayed away from the debate about the proposed Islamic Cultural Center that is being planned for construction near the site of the World Trade Center bombings.


I've avoided it so far because it seemed like a non-issue. The plans to build it were approved a long time ago and it's privately-owned property. The folks who own it should be able to build whatever they like, as long as it meets zoning regulations. Nobody said much about it at the time New York City officials approved the plan. It's only been since Fox News picked up on the blog rants of a professional Muslim-hater named Pamela Geller that any large amount of opposition erupted. It's a phony issue, based on bigoitry, and talking about it feeds the trolls who want to stir up hatred against Muslim Americans.

This week, the discussion crossed the line. Michael Enright, an alcoholic 21-year-old with mental problems, responded to the increasingly loud and hate-filled public discussion, by getting into a New York City cab and suddenly stabbing the driver, a Muslim American named Ahmed Sharif. Enright, who was drunk at the time of the incident, is now charged with committing a hate crime, and justly so.

Here in East Tennessee, near the Kentucky-Virginia border, we don't have many opportunities to meet Muslims. I do have one friend, Ismail, who is a naturalized American from Egypt. He and his wife Cathy, a Southern Baptist by birth, have three college age children --- Karima, Adam and Khaled, all of whom are dark-skinned, very beautiful, physically and intellectually, and have accents that sound like they stepped out of an episode of "The Dukes of Hazzard." They're American as apple pie.

Ismail teaches mathematics at a local community college. He is a short, stocky man who was as handsome as a movie star in his youth before he immigrated to America. Today he is gentle, very soft-spoken, and very devout in his religious beliefs. I became acquainted with him and Cathy while partnered with another gay man. I was amazed that they invited us into their home, considering their distinctly conservative religious backgrounds. But they are both committed to diversity in society, something they've obviously had to learn the hard way in a community dominated by Pentecostal and other fundamentalist religions.

When I see the Fox News-fueled protests against the so-called "Ground Zero Mosque" --- it's not a mosque, it's an Islamic Cultural Center, and it's actually three blocks away from the "hallowed" ground of the former World Trade Center at the site of a somewhat-less-hallowed Burlington Coat Factory --- I think of Ismail and his family and how singularly unthreatening they are to the world around them, except to people who object to anyone whose skin is darker than theirs and whose religion is anything other than fundamentalist Christian.

And when I heard about the unprovoked attack on Ahmed Sharif, I immediately ictured Mr. Sharif as looking like my friend Ismail or one of his sons. And I thought, how could someone hate them enough to hurt them?

I've been posting about this on Huffington Post today and have exchanged banter with people who share my views and those who obviously don't. One person said, "Do you believe the (Muslim) person who shot up Fort Hood was inspired by Fox News?" Meaning, of course, that he assumed I did not show sympathy for the victims of that crime, which resulted in multiple deaths at the hands of a disturbed Muslim-American military psychiatrist. It was a stupid argyment, one easily refuted by saying that all crimes of violence are heinous, the degree of which is determined by the results, in terms of victims. The other argument is, "No, the psychiatrist/shooter wasn't inspired by Fox News. Fox News only encourages hatred AGAINST Muslims, not BY Muslims.

Of course, Ahmed Sharif is nothing like my friend Ismail. He is a distinct individual with his own life struggles and dreams and political beliefs, none of which I am familiar with. But he has now become the symbol of what happens when bigotry erupts against minorities, much as the four little girls in Birmingham, Alabama's 16th Street Baptist Church symbolized the racial wars of the 1960s, and Matthew Shepard's death became a rallying cry against homophobic violence.

"When will we ever learn?" goes the line from "Where Have All the Flowers Gone?" an antiwar song of the 1960s. When will we ever learn?

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Chicken Stew


I have a new crockpot that my son Justin gave me for Christmas. I hardly ever use it --- all my recipes are for at least four people and I live alone.

Well, I don't live alone. I have Marsha, my cat. She doesn't like my cooking --- prefers little cans labled Fancy Feast.

So it's hard for me to cook big meals. The old story about cooking for one. Not much point to it --- I won't eat the leftovers, and I can't eat it all in one sitting. So why bother? Bologna sandwiches. Hard boiled eggs. Cans of soup. Vienna sausages. Pork and beans. Ramen noodles. Ugh. Ugh. Ugh.

But I really wanted to cook. I love my crockpot. I tried to get some of the kids to come over but none of them were available.

I decided to cook some chicken stew anyway. I thought I had enough Tupperware around the house to freeze it, even if it isn't as good warmed up after being frozen. I opened some canned vegetables, got some chicken broth out. A chicken breast. An onion. Some seasonings. I put it in the crockpot and smiled when I smelled my own concoction turning into actual food.

It was good. Perfect on the zillionth snow day of this winter. And it was also way too much. Enough to fill a whole church congregation ...

... And then I remembered Ash Wednesday service at my church tonight. The choir would be staying after the service to practice.

So I took my still-warm chicken stew to church tonight and plugged in the crockpot down in the fellowship hall. I slipped a note to the pastor to make an announcement. I received the ashy cross on my forehead and took communion. Then I slipped downstairs to the fellowship hall to set up bowls and cups.

Five minutes later, people came downstairs and started sniffing the air.

"Who made the stew?"

I said nothing, just stirred and served.

The gay guy did. The single guy did. Old gay Jdaddy did.

They ate every bite, every pea, every kernel of corn, and the choir members went to their rehearsal with full bellies.

And as I washed out the crockpot, I realized I didn't get a bite. But I felt very full just the same.

Monday, February 15, 2010

Snow Day


5:30 a.m.:

Marsha, my cat, wakes me up by pouncing on my face and running to the door.

I open one eye and see white light coming around the edges of the window curtain in my bedroom. Seems a little early for sunrise.

Marsha scratches at the door.

"Shaddup, damn it! Use your litter box!" I groan and hide my head under a pillow and pull the curtains over my head.

Marsha runs back into the bedroom, does a long jump and lands on my crotch. I get up and fumble for my eyeglasses. One eye open, I get out of bed, trip over Marsha while I stumble across the living room --- the floor feels colder than usual --- and open the front door. A blast of powdery snow hits me in the face. Marsha starts to go out and stops in her tracks, back half in, front half out.

"Make up your mind, Dumbass," I say as she hesitates. This is her first full winter. She spent her early kittenhood last year in the comfort of a county animal shelter cage, from which I rescued her.

She touches one front paw against the snow and runs back in the house.

6 a.m.:

I step out of the bathroom, having been physically affected by exposure to the morning chill. I make a large pot of tea. I sit down and listen to someone on National Public Radio tell me what I already know. The South has been hit by another winter snowstorm again. The roads aren't clear. It's President's Day, a good day to close all the schools and stay home.

6:30 a.m.:

Sipping an energizing cup of tea --- none of this herbal shit for me today --- I sit down at my home computer (which is placed by a window that allows me maximum view of the Cumberland Mountains, which are covered by more fucking snow) and divert my eyes from all this damned winter beauty by reading my Internet news alerts.

I learn that Heartland Publications, my evil former employer at the local newspaper, is going bankrupt and the publisher --- the one who gave me my walking papers for homophobic reasons back in 2007 --- has mysteriously disappeared from the newspaper's masthead. Good. Hope he's got warm walking shoes ...

I get up and pour more tea. Marsha is scratching at the door again. This time, when she hesitates, I give her a gentle nudge out of the door with my left foot, the one which got covered by snow when I opened the door for her last time.

Hope she's got warm walking shoes, too. Heh.

8 a.m.:


I find a shirtless picture of Apolo Ohno, the U.S. Olympic speed skater who won a silver medal over the weekend. I ponder it for a while. I download and save it for later use.

8:30 a.m.:

I shower and get dressed. I pour more hot tea into my cup. I hear Marsha scratching at the door. I take my tea into the bedroom and go back to bed.

11 a.m.:

I wake up because my tea is kicking in and go to the bathroom. Marsha is still scratching at the door. After I am done in the bathroom, I let her back in. She tracks snow across the living room and then jumps on my bed and licks her crotch for 45 minutes. Having nothing better to do --- it's a snow day and I've read all the news on the Internet --- I watch her do it.

Noon:

Having finished off half the pot of tea, I visit the bathroom. While there, I think about food. It's a lovely day for a crockpot of homemade vegetable soup. I leave the bathroom and go to the kitchen.

Marsha is waiting for me on the counter, where last night's dishes were left unwashed. She stares at me. What are you looking at, Dumbass, her eyes seem to say. She opens her mouth and confirms her thoughts by saying, "Meow."

I look at the dishes and go back to the computer room with another cup of tea and a box of Crunch 'n Munch. Time for breakfast.

12:30 p.m.

The Crunch 'n Munch isn't filling the need. I go back to the kitchen, remove Marsha from the dirty pot where she has stuck her head and fallen asleep, and start running hot water in the sink.

If there's to be vegetable soup today, it will have to follow the doing of the dishes.

12:45 p.m.

Marsha scratches at the front door again. I debate whether going with my plan for homemade vegetable soup or substituting cat stew. Stay tuned.

Friday, February 12, 2010

The Deathwatch List, 2010

One of the advantages of living a purposeless life with no significant accomplishments is that you never have to worry about being put on a celebrity deathwatch list.

The other day, I stumbled across a web site called The Old Blue Eyes Memorial Celebrity Death Watch (http://www.flymetothetomb.com/), which is devoted to morbid speculation about which celebrities are going to die in the coming year.

The way this works, sometime before Dec. 31, individuals or teams put together lists of 13 celebrities who they believe are likely to die in the coming year, plus one alternate name, in case one of the celebrities proves ineligible, as did Chemical Ali Hassan al-Majid, the Iraqi terrorist whose death date was predetermined by his sentence to be executed for various crimes against humanity.

To be eligible, a celebrity has to be alive on Jan. 1 of the coming year. So far, an individual or team operating under the name of "The Dirty Death List" has the lead, with two successful end-of-life predictions occurring in January: Miep Gies, the 100-year-old Dutch woman who helped hide Anne Frank and her family from the Nazis, and J.D. Salinger, the reclusive author of "The Catcher in the Rye." Another celebrity death successful predicted by other teams is that of Zelda Rubinstein, the small actress who memorably played a psychic in the 1981 horror film "Poltergeist."

This is a game for people with rarefied tastes and somewhat black senses of humor, which are reflected in some of the team names. My personal favorites include "Gone with the Worms," "Out with the Old" (everyone on the list is in their 90s or higher), and "Bye George, Take 2" (everybody on the list is named George, as in Beverly Shea, McGovern, Bush Sr., Maharis, Steinbrenner, Jones, well, you get the idea).

Obviously, some celebrity deaths are easier to predict than others. With the average human lifespan, regardless of nationality, race or gender, averaging about 67.2 years, one can figure that anyone born before 1920 is a safe bet. So if you made up a list of nonagenarians and centenarians, you would be playing safe. Miep Gies was probably a lucky bet for those who put her name on their lists.
Likewise, if you read lots of celebrity biographical articles on Wikipedia, you might have found out that in late December, Zelda Rubinstein went into a coma after a long illness, and it would seem likely that she would not have long to live.

Last year, safe bets would have been Sen. Edward Kennedy, an elderly political figure who was public about living with brain cancer, as were younger celebrity actors Patrick Swayze and Farrah Fawcett, with different forms of cancer.

The top predictions this year are mostly safe bets --- people in their 80s and 90s and older --- and I'll list them further down with some of my own predictions. But I did find some interesting predictions of the pending demises of younger celebrities --- actress Lindsay Lohan, who will be 24 this year, got several votes, presumably because of her well-publicized substance abuse problems. British singer Amy Winehouse, just three years older than Lohan, also is predicted to be on death's short list, presumably because of respiratory problems related to drug use and smoking.

On the other hand, someone who predicted Michael Jackson's unexpected death or that of TV pitchman Billy Mays, would be regarded as a daring player, willing to take risks.

Also of note are a number of nominations for conservative TV radio voice Rush Limbaugh, at 59 (the same age as me), a little young for such morbid expectations, although he has had a number of health problems in recent years that, combined with his wide girth, could possibly be considered for shortened life expectancy. Or it could just be wishful thinking on the part of some of his detractors.

The top 13 nominations for this year's celebrity death watch list are:

1. Kirk Douglas, age 93, the American actor and film producer recognized for his prominent cleft chin, his gravelly voice and his recurring roles as the kinds of characters Douglas himself once described as "sons of bitches", including lead roles in "Lust for Life" and "Spartacus." In 1996, he suffered a stroke, partially impairing his ability to speak. Douglas blogs regularly on his MySpace account, making him the oldest celebrity blogger.


2. Rev. Billy Graham, age 91, the American evangelist who has been a spiritual adviser to multiple U.S. presidents. He is a Southern Baptist.[2][3] He rose to celebrity status as his sermons were broadcast on radio and television. On August 18, 2007, Graham, 88, was in fair condition in Mission Health & Hospitals in Asheville after undergoing treatment for intestinal bleeding, but his condition was not life-threatening.




3. Fidel Castro, age 83, one of the primary leaders of the Cuban Revolution, the Prime Minister of Cuba from February 1959 to December 1976, and then the President of the Council of State of Cuba until his resignation from the office in February 2008. He is currently the First Secretary of the Communist Party of Cuba. On January 16, 2007, the Spanish newspaper, El PaĂ­s, reported Castro was having trouble cicatrizing, after three failed operations and complications from an intestinal infection caused by a severe case of diverticulitis. In mid-February 2007, the AP reported Castro's health was improving and he was taking part in all important issues facing the government. On April 13, 2007, the AP reported Castro as "almost totally recovered" from his illness. As a comment on Castro’s recovery, U.S. President George W. Bush said: "One day the good Lord will take Fidel Castro away," Hearing about this, Castro, an atheist, ironically replied: "Now I understand why I survived Bush's plans and the plans of other presidents who ordered my assassination: the good Lord protected me." In January 2009 Castro asked Cubans not to worry about his lack of recent news columns, his failing health, and not to be disturbed by his future death.


4. Betty Ford, age 91, widow of former U.S. President Gerald R. Ford and former First Lady from 1974 to 1977. As first lady, Betty Ford was active in social policy and shattered precedents as a politically active presidential wife. In the opinion of several historians, Mrs. Ford had more impact upon history and culture than her husband. Poor health and increasing frailty due to operations in August 2006 and April 2007 for blood clots in her legs have caused her to largely curtail her public life.


5. Art Linkletter, 97, the Canadian-American radio and television personality and the former host of two long-running U.S. television shows: "House Party", which ran on CBS radio and television for 25 years, and "People Are Funny", on NBC radio-TV for 19 years. Linkletter was famous for interviewing children on "House Party" and "Kids Say the Darndest Things", which led to a successful series of books quoting children. In early 2008, Linkletter suffered a mild stroke.


6. Zsa Zsa Gabor, 93, also known as Sári Prinzessin von Anhalt, is a Hungarian-American actress, much-married socialite and former beauty queen. On July 7, 2005, she suffered a massive stroke, leaving her in critical condition at a local hospital. She underwent surgery to remove a blockage in her carotid artery. She returned home on July 15. In early September 2007, she underwent surgery to deal with after-effects of her previous stroke. On September 18, 2007, aged 90, she underwent surgery to treat a leg infection, which developed as a result of her immobility.


7. John Wooden, 99, retired American basketball coach. He is a member of the Basketball Hall of Fame as both a player (class of 1961) and as a coach (class of 1973). He was the first person ever enshrined in both categories. His 10 NCAA National Championships in a 12 year period while at UCLA are unmatched by any other college basketball coach. In 2006, Wooden spent three days in a Los Angeles hospital receiving treatment for diverticulitis. He was hospitalized again in 2007 for bleeding in the colon. Wooden was hospitalized in 2008 after a spill in his home caused him to fall. Wooden broke his left wrist and his collarbone in the fall, but remained in good condition according to his daughter and was given around-the-clock supervision. In February 2009 he was hospitalized for four weeks with pneumonia.


8. Harry Morgan, 94, American actor best known as Colonel Sherman T. Potter on "M*A*S*H" (1975-83), Pete Porter on both "Pete and Gladys" (1960-62) and "December Bride" (1954-1959), Detective Bill Gannon on "Dragnet" (1967-70), and Amos Coogan on "Hec Ramsey" (1972-74). He has appeared in more than 100 films. His son Charles reported when his father was 89, "his mobility was quite limited."




9. Robert Byrd, 92, the senior U.S. Senator from West Virginia, and a member and former Senate Leader of the Democratic Party. Byrd has been a Senator since January 3, 1959, and is the longest-serving Senator as well as the longest-serving member in congressional history. He is also the oldest current member of the Congress, and is the first person to serve uninterrupted for half a century as a U.S. senator. In 2008, Byrd was admitted to Walter Reed Army Medical Center for observation following a fall at his home. Byrd attended Senate sessions the same day, but complained of pain and his aides asked him to see the Capitol physician before he went to the hospital. Byrd stayed in the hospital for four days; no broken bones were found. On January 20, 2009, Senator Ted Kennedy suffered a seizure during Barack Obama's inaugural luncheon and was taken away in an ambulance. Byrd, seated at the same table, grew emotional over his colleague's continuing seizures and was himself removed to his office.[70] Byrd's office reported that he was fine. On May 18, 2009, it was reported that Byrd had been admitted to the hospital due to a staphylococcal infection.


10. Ariel Sharon, age 81, Israeli former Prime Minister and general. Sharon served as Prime Minister from March 2001 until April 2006. In December 2005, Sharon was sent to Hadassah Medical Center after suffering a mild stroke. In January 2006, Sharon suffered a second, far more serious stroke at his Sycamore Ranch in the Negev region. After two extensive surgeries, Sharon was placed on a ventilator and some reports suggested that he was suffering from paralysis in his lower body, while others said he was still fighting for his life. He was placed in an induced coma and his Prime Ministerial duties were handed over to his deputy, Ehud Olmert. In May 2006, Sharon was transferred from the hospital in Jerusalem to a long-term care unit of the Sheba Medical Center in Tel HaShomer, a large civilian and military hospital. Ha'aretz reported that this move was an indication that Sharon's doctors did not expect him to emerge from his coma in the foreseeable future. In 23 July 2006, CNN reported that Sharon's condition was deteriorating and his kidney function was worsening. In August 2006 doctors reported that Sharon's condition worsened significantly and that he was suffering from pneumonia in both lungs. Sharon has remained in a long-term care centre since 6 November 2006. Medical experts have indicated that Sharon's cognitive abilities were destroyed by the massive stroke, and that he is in a persistent vegetative state with slim chances of regaining consciousness. In October 2009 his doctor reported that he is still comatose but in a stable condition. In 2010, it was reported that he now weighs about 50 kilograms.



11. Dick Clark, 80, American businessman, game-show host, and radio and television personality. He served as chairman and chief executive officer of Dick Clark Productions, which he has sold part of in recent years. He is best known for hosting long-running television shows such as "American Bandstand", five versions of the game show "Pyramid", and "Dick Clark's New Year's Rockin' Eve". In 2003, it was revealed that Clark had Type 2 diabetes, and on December 8, 2004, he was hospitalized in Los Angeles after suffering what was initially termed a minor stroke. On December 13, 2004, it was announced that Clark would be unable to host his annual New Year's Rockin' Eve broadcast, that had aired for all but one year since 1972. On December 31, 2005, Clark made his return to television, returning to the Dick Clark's New Year's Rockin' Eve broadcast, having noticeable difficulty speaking, slurring his famous countdown to the new year. During the program, Clark remained behind a desk, and was shown only in limited segments. On-air, he said, "Last year I had a stroke. It left me in bad shape. I had to teach myself how to walk and talk again. It's been a long, hard fight. My speech is not perfect but I'm getting there." Reaction to Clark's appearance was mixed, reported CNN.com. While some TV critics felt he was not in good enough shape to do the broadcast, stroke survivors and many of Clark's fans praised him for being a role model for people dealing with post-stroke recovery. For the ABC New Year's Eve 2007–08, 2008–09 and 2009-2010 appearances, Clark still exhibited noticeably slurred and somewhat breathless speech (which appear to be permanent).


12. Mitch Miller, 98, an American musician, singer, conductor, record producer, and record company executive. He was one of the most influential figures in American popular music during the 1950s and early 1960s, both as the head of Artists & Repertoire at Columbia Records and as a best-selling recording artist. Some regard Miller as the creator of what would become karaoke with his NBC-TV series, Sing Along with Mitch. Miller currently resides in New York City and continues to be a guest-conductor for many renowned orchestras. He is considered to be in good health for his age.


13. Elizabeth Taylor, age 77, Anglo-American actress known for her acting skills and beauty, as well as her Hollywood lifestyle, including many marriages. Taylor is considered one of the great actresses of Hollywood's golden years, as well as a larger-than-life celebrity. Her films include "National Velvet," "Cat on a Hot Tin Roof" and "Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf?" She also is known for her opulent lifestyle and work with AIDS charities. In November 2004, Taylor announced that she had been diagnosed with congestive heart failure, a progressive condition in which the heart is too weak to pump sufficient blood throughout the body, particularly to the lower extremities: the ankles and feet. She has broken her back five times, had both her hips replaced, survived a benign brain tumor operation, skin cancer, and has faced life-threatening bouts with pneumonia twice. She is reclusive and sometimes fails to make scheduled appearances due to illness or other personal reasons. She now uses a wheelchair and when asked about it she said that she has osteoporosis and was born with scoliosis.

Alternate No. 1: Nancy Davis Reagan, age 88, widow of former United States President Ronald Reagan and served as an influential First Lady of the United States from 1981 to 1989. She also was a B-movie actress in the 1950s. Nancy Reagan's health and well being became a prominent concern in 2008. In February she suffered a fall at her Bel Air home and was taken to St. John's Health Center in Santa Monica, California. Doctors reported that she did not break a hip as feared and she was released from the hospital two days later.
In October 2008, Reagan was admitted to Ronald Reagan UCLA Medical Center after having fallen at home; doctors determined that the 87-year-old had fractured her pelvis and sacrum and could recuperate at home with a regimen of physical therapy.[165] As a result of her mishap, medical articles were published containing information on how to prevent falls. In January 2009, Reagan was said to be "improving every day and starting to get out more and more


Alternate No. 2: Dolores Reade Hope, age 100, singer, philanthropist and the widow of actor Bob Hope. In the 1940s, Dolores began helping Bob on his tours entertaining U.S. troops overseas and she would continue to do so for over 50 years. In 1990, she was the only female entertainer allowed to perform in Saudi Arabia. On October 21, 2008, she was rushed to St. Joseph's Hospital in Burbank, California after suffering a suspected stroke. In a statement released by her publicist, Dolores Hope spent less than four hours at the hospital where she underwent routine testing.

I was too late to vote in this year's predictions. The lists are due by Dec. 31 of the previous year, so I will just follow along and if it holds my interest, I'll don my Ghost of Christmas Future disguise sometime in December and make my choices. I did make up a list of those celebs whose deaths I WOULD have predicted. Here it is, divided into five categories:

GROUP ONE: Obvious Choices

1. Kirk Douglas
2. Gloria Stuart
3. J.D. Salinger, replaced by Luise Rainer

I'm hoping Kirk Douglas will prove me wrong, because he's a feisty old bastard and I like the idea that he's out there blogging on MySpace, which I don't subscribe to because its owned by Rupert Murdoch's corporation. But Douglas is number one on my list, just the same. The years he's lived since his stroke are just gravy for a wonderful life of creative genius.


Gloria Stuart, age 99, is an American actress. During a Hollywood career that has spanned more than 70 years, Stuart appeared on stage, in television and film, and is best known for her roles as Claude Rains' sweetheart in "The Invisible Man" and as the 100-year-old Rose in her Academy Award-nominated role as Old Rose in the film "Titanic." Stuart seems to be as healthy as a near-centenarian can be, but how long, as Celine Dion might sing, can her heart go on?



I would have picked J.D. Salinger as a possible obvious choice because he turned 91 on Jan. 1. Salinger was an American author, best known for his 1951 novel The Catcher in the Rye, as well as his reclusive nature. His last original published work was in 1965; he gave his last interview in 1980. Salinger died of natural causes at his home in New Hampshire on January 27, 2010. Salinger's literary representative commented to The New York Times that the writer had broken his hip in May 2009, but that "his health had been excellent until a rather sudden decline after the new year." The representative believed that Salinger's death was not a painful one.


With Salinger gone, I picked Luise Rainer, who turned 100 on Jan. 12, a nearly forgotten German film actress, the first woman to win two Academy Awards, and the first person to win them back to back, for Best Actress in "The Great Ziegfeld" and "The Good Earth" in 1936 and 1937, respectively. However, she would later remark that by winning two consecutive Oscars, "nothing worse could have happened to me", as audience expectations from then on would be too high to fulfill. She was then given parts in a string of unimportant movies, leading MGM and Rainer to became disappointed, and she ended her brief 3-year career in films, soon returning to Europe. Some film historians consider her the "most extreme case of an Oscar victim in Hollywood mythology". She currently lives in London, where she, like Gloria Stuart, is in relative good health for her age, but time is against her lasting much longer.

GROUP TWO: SERIOUS ILLNESSES

1. Zsa Zsa Gabor
2. Eli Wallach
3. Stephen Hawking

It's tempting to put Ariel Sharon in this group, because of his vegetative coma, but I thought Zsa Zsa Gabor, the last of the Gabor sisters and with whom I share a birthday, might be headed to the last premiere this year.


Eli Wallach, age 94, an American film, television and stage actor from the 1950s and 1960s who has been in failing health in recent years. Wallach gained fame in the late 1950s. For his performance in "Baby Doll" he won a BAFTA Award for Best Newcomer and a Golden Globe nomination. One of his most famous roles is that of Tuco in "The Good, the Bad and the Ugly". Wallach was always a good supporting player --- my favorite role of his in in "The Misfits," the last film of Clark Gable and Marilyn Monroe, and one of the last of Montgomery Clift and Thelma Ritter. Wallach is the only survivor of the film. Wallach lost sight in his left eye as the result of a stroke. According to his autobiography the incident occurred "some years ago".


Stephen William Hawking, age 68, is a British theoretical physicist, whose world-renowned scientific career spans over 40 years. His books and public appearances have made him an academic celebrity and he is an Honorary Fellow of the Royal Society of Arts, a lifetime member of the Pontifical Academy of Sciences, and in 2009 was awarded the Presidential Medal of Freedom, the highest civilian award in the United States. Part of his celebrity comes from serious physical health issues. Stephen Hawking is severely disabled by motor neuron disease also known as amyotrophic lateral sclerosis (or ALS). Hawking's illness is markedly different from typical ALS in the fact that his form of ALS would make for the most protracted case ever documented. A survival for more than 10 years after diagnosis is uncommon for ALS; the longest documented durations are 32 and 39 years and these cases were termed benign because of the lack of the typical progressive course. On 20 April 2009, Cambridge University released a statement saying that Hawking was "very ill" with a chest infection, and was admitted to Addenbrooke's Hospital.[33][34] The following day, it was reported that his new condition is "comfortable" and he should make a full recovery from the infection. In 2009, Investor's Business Daily (IBD) claimed in an editorial, "People such as scientist Stephen Hawking wouldn't have a chance in the UK, where the National Health Service would say the life of this brilliant man, because of his physical handicaps, is essentially worthless." This caused widespread criticism, as Hawking has in fact lived and worked in the UK his entire life and has relied extensively on NHS treatments. Hawking personally replied that, "I wouldn't be here today if it were not for the NHS," he said. "I have received a large amount of high-quality treatment without which I would not have survived." Eventually, IBD issued a correction, but continued to defend the original editorial, calling the mention of Hawking a "bad example" and accusing those that mentioned their error of "chang[ing] the subject."

WILD CARDS
1. Elizabeth Taylor
2. Jack Kevorkian
3. Mike Wallace

With Elizabeth Taylor, it's hard to say how much of the concern over her chronic illnesses is tabloid media hype and how much is real. When you consider how long actresses such as Luise Rainer and Gloria Stuart have lived, Taylor seems relatively young to be considered for a Death Watch. She certainly has lived more than a cat's nine lives. But I decided to include her "just in case" this is the year.


Jack Kevorkian, 81, is an American pathologist, right-to-die activist, painter, composer, and instrumentalist. He is most noted for publicly championing a terminal patient's right to die via physician-assisted suicide; he claims to have assisted at least 130 patients to that end. He famously said that "dying is not a crime." Between 1999 and 2007, Kevorkian served eight years of a 10-to-25-year prison sentence for second-degree murder. He was released on parole on June 1, 2006, due to good behavior. Terminally ill with Hepatitis C, which he contracted while doing research on blood transfusions in Vietnam, Kevorkian was expected to die within a year in May 2006. After applying for a pardon, parole, or commutation by the parole board and Governor Jennifer Granholm, he was paroled on June 1, 2007, due to good behavior. He had only spent 8 years and 2 1/2 months behind bars rather than the predicted 10–25 years.


Mike Wallace, age 91, is an American journalist, former game show and media personality. Wallace has been a correspondent for CBS' "60 Minutes" since its debut in 1968. During his 50+ year career, he has interviewed a wide range of prominent newsmakers, including Deng Xiaoping, Jiang Zemin, Mohammad Reza Shah Pahlavi, Ayatollah Khomeini, Kurt Waldheim, Yasser Arafat, Menachem Begin, Anwar Sadat, Manuel Noriega, Jeffrey Wigand, Ayn Rand, Aldous Huxley, John F. Nash, Vladimir Putin, Salvador DalĂ­, Bette Davis and Mahmoud Ahmadinejad. Wallace retired as a regular full-time correspondent in 2006 but still appears frequently on the "60 Minutes" series. I included Wallace on my "wild card" list because he suffered from major clinical depression triggered by accusations of libel and a related lawsuit. He has been treated by a psychiatrist and has taken different medications. As someone who also lives with clinical depression is a physical illness that triggers emotional symptoms, I know that it can put him at risk for other illnesses, especially in the aftermath of retirement.

I CAN'T EVEN GET THE BLUES NO MORE
1. Jack Kevorkian
2. Ronnie Biggs
3. J.D. Salinger, replaced by Kim Jong-Il

There are some celebrities whose deaths won't be worth shedding tears over.

Jack Kevorkian's one. In some ways, I admire him for promoting the concept of allowing a person to choose when their life ends, especially in cases of terminal illnesses. On the other hand, there was something just plain creepy about the way he promoted his assisted suicides and the carnival atmosphere that surrounded the persons who chose to exit via his death machines negated the concept of "death with dignity."


Ronnie Biggs, age 80, is an English criminal, known for his role in the Great Train Robbery of 1963, for his escape from prison in 1965, for living as a fugitive for 36 years and for his various publicity stunts while in exile. In 2001, he voluntarily returned to the United Kingdom and spent several years in prison, where his health rapidly declined. In November 2001, Biggs petitioned Governor Hynd of HMP Belmarsh for early release on compassionate grounds based on his poor health. He had been treated four times at the Queen Elizabeth Hospital, Woolwich in less than six months. His health was deteriorating rapidly and he asked to be released into the care of his son for his remaining days. The application was denied. In August 2005, it was reported that Biggs had contracted MRSA. His representatives, seeking for his release on grounds of compassion, said that their client's death was likely to be imminent. In July 2007, Biggs was moved from Belmarsh prison to Norwich prison on compassionate grounds. In December 2007, Biggs issued a further appeal, from Norwich prison, asking to be released from jail to die with his family. In January 2009, after a series of strokes that were said to have rendered him unable to speak or walk, it was claimed in the press that Biggs was to be released in August 2009 and would die a 'free man' Biggs was released from custody on 6 August, the day before his 80th birthday, on 'compassionate grounds'. Following his release from prison, Biggs's health improved, leading to suggestions that he might soon be moved from hospital to a nursing home. In response to claims that Biggs's state of health had been faked, his lawyer stated, "This man is going to die, there is going to be no Lazarus coming back from the dead, he is ill, he is seriously ill." However, Biggs himself stated, "I've got a bit of living to do yet. I might even surprise them all by lasting until Christmas, that would be fantastic."

Kim Jong-il, age 68, is the Supreme Leader[2] of the Democratic People's Republic of Korea (also known as North Korea). He is the Chairman of the National Defense Commission, Supreme Commander of the Korean People's Army, and General Secretary of the Workers' Party of Korea (the ruling party since 1948). He succeeded his father Kim Il-sung, founder of North Korea, who died in 1994, and commands the fourth largest standing army in the world. North Korea officially refers to him as the "Dear Leader" and the "Great Leader". He's also a big pain in the ass for the U.S. government, with constant threats of nuclear testing on his agenda. In November 2008, Japan's TBS TV network reported that Kim had suffered a second stroke in October, which "affected the movement of his left arm and leg and also his ability to speak." However, South Korea's intelligence agency rejected this report. In response to the rumors regarding Kim's health and supposed loss of power, in April 2009, North Korea released a video showing Kim visiting factories and other places around the country between November and December 2008. In July 2009, it was reported that Kim may be suffering from pancreatic cancer.

DO NOT GO GENTLE INTO THAT GOODNIGHT
1. Peter Falk
2. Betty Ford
3. Phyllis Diller

These are the ones that will really hurt when they go --- IF they go this year. Hopefully they will not. Kirk Douglas, Gloria Stuart and Elizabeth Taylor could easily be on this list, but I've chose these three, all for sentimental reasons.

Peter Falk, age 82, is an American actor best known for his role as Lieutenant Columbo in the television series "Columbo." He appeared in numerous films and television guest roles, and has been nominated for an Academy Award twice, and won the Emmy Award on five occasions and the Golden Globe award once. I first remember seeing Falk as a wise-guy cab driver in "It's a Mad, Mad, Mad, Mad World," and have enjoyed him in many performances, but none so much as Lt. Columbo, the cop who was smart enough to play dumb until he caught the killer. Sadly, In December 2008, it was reported that his daughter claimed that Falk was suffering from Alzheimer's Disease and dementia.

Betty Ford was one of America's great first ladies. She spoke her mind --- often when her opinion conflicted with her more conservative husband and made Gerald Ford seem like a better person because Betty loved him. When she had breast cancer, she spoke openly about getting a mastectomy. And when her family confronted her about her growing dependence on prescription drugs, she admitted she had a problem, got help, and then founded the Betty Ford Clinic. She taught the country that every family has a some unpleasant secrets --- and the way to get help for them is to address them honestly and openly.

And finally, the last person on my list is a lady who is sane enough to play crazy and I hope she proves me wrong on this year's Death Watch list.

Phyllis Diller, age 92, is an American actress and comedienne, considered[citation needed] one of the pioneers of female stand-up comedy. She created a stage persona of a wild-haired, eccentrically-dressed housewife who makes jokes about a fictional[citation needed] husband named "Fang" while smoking from a long cigarette holder. Diller is credited with opening the doors of stand-up comedy to women. I used to play one of her records, "Are You Ready for Phyllis Diller?" over and over again, never tiring of her tales about her cheapskate husband Fang who bought a thousand pounds of steel wool "so he could knit her a Volkswagen." Or The Ugly Woman Downstairs who made the mistake of TASTING Phyllis' Thanksgiving turkey. Or "The Food and Drug Idiots" who tested her pudding (because one of them was stuck in it) and discovered it was bullet proof. Diller has suffered medical problems, including a heart attack in 1999. After a hospital stay she was fitted with a pacemaker and released. A bad fall resulted in her being hospitalized for tests on her head and pacemaker in 2005. In July 2007, USA Today reported that she fractured her back and had to cancel a Tonight Show appearance, during which she had planned to celebrate her 90th birthday.

How to end this? The answer is from Porky Pig, who provided the late voice artist Mel Blanc with his cemetery marker epitaph:

"That's all, folks."

Thursday, February 11, 2010

Dear Carolyn


Note from Jdaddy: I'm not familiar with Carolyn Hax --- I stopped reading advice columnists back when Ann Landers died and Dear Abby's column was taken over by her daughter, Jeanne, so I guess my ignorance is a generational thing.

But I stumbled across this excerpt from one of her recent columns and liked the way she handled the situation, which has to do with a father wondering about the proper response to his 13-year-old son's announcement that he is gay.

Parenting is an ongoing challenge for men and women regardless of their sexual orientations. It doesn't ever get easy, as far as I'm concerned, and no matter how much you think you want or don't want children, no one is prepared for it. Some people do develop some skills at it, but if they're like me, they're always amazed when they get something right.

I'm a gay dad with six adult children --- three of whom are partnered or married --- who still wander in and out my life. Their sexual orientations are as varied as the colors of the rainbow --- straight, bisexual, gay, and with many variations in between. Most of my kids are smarter and more sensible than me, but we all pretend that the opposite is true, probably operating on the theory that if we wish hard enough for something to be so, it will become reality.

We have a policy in our family of open discussion --- within certain limitations of privacy --- of sexuality. The only rules are:

(1) No sexual orientation is better than another.

(2) When a family member commits to a partner, the rest of the family does everything they can to be supportive of both partners.

(3) The only "Don't Ask, Don't Tell" policy we have deals with what goes on behind closed doors. Dad doesn't need to know what the adult kids are doing and the kids are quite adamant about not wanting to know what Dad may be doing with those handcuffs and other items in his toy chest.

(4) When Dad is right about something, we celebrate. When Dad is wrong, he tries to admit it and the kids forgive him or attribute it to him probably becoming old and senile.

But I digress: I did a Wikipedia search for Carolyn Hax and found the following information:

Carolyn Hax (born December 5, 1966 in Bridgeport, Connecticut) is a writer and columnist for the Washington Post and the author of the advice column Carolyn Hax (formerly titled Tell Me About It).

The column is geared toward people under the age of 30, but its readers are not limited to specific age group. Since its founding in 1997, the column has gained a large audience. New columns are published on Sunday, Wednesday, and Friday and are carried in more than 100 newspapers. A weekly Friday web chat on the paper's website with Hax is also one of the paper's most popular features, and selections from the transcripts of these chats are published as columns on Monday, Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday.

Carolyn Hax grew up in Trumbull, Connecticut as the youngest of four daughters of a corporate planner and a secretary. She earned a Bachelor of Arts degree from Harvard University in 1988.

Previously, Hax worked as associate editor and news editor at the Army Times and as a copy editor and news editor at the Washington Post. In 2001, Hax published her first book, Tell Me About It: Lying, Sulking and Getting Fat and 56 Other Things Not to Do While Looking for Love. Her essay "Peace and Carrots," which describes how she is too busy to care about the so-called "Mommy Wars", was included in the 2006 anthology Mommy Wars by her Washington Post colleague Leslie Morgan Steiner.

Hax's second husband, Kenny Ackerman, is a New Haven, Connecticut, educator whom she has known since childhood. They are the parents of three boys: twins Jonas and Percy, and a younger boy, Gus. The Hax-Ackerman family recently moved to the Washington, D.C. area.

The cartoons that accompany Hax's columns are drawn by her ex-husband, Nick Galifianakis

I was interested in Hax's answer to Here is Carolyn Hax's answer to a gay father whose 13-year-old son came out to him:

Son comes out as gay at 13

By CAROLYN HAX

Dear Carolyn:

My 13-year-old son just informed me that he is gay. I want to be supportive, but I have a hard time believing a 13-year-old knows ANYthing definitive about his sexuality yet. I had decided to just say, "OK," and carry on as if nothing had happened, but a friend of mine says it would be incredibly demeaning not to treat my son's outcoming(?) as sincere. What do you think?

-- Maryland

I agree with your friend. A 13-year-old knows a lot about his sexuality. Think back to when you were 13. Maybe your tastes have changed since then, but you were still you, no? And knew it when you had a crush?

I imagine your son would like to hear -- even now, belatedly -- that you're proud of him for telling you this, since that can't have been easy (there's no way it was easy); and that you love him, always have. Your love presumably has never been contingent on who he loves, so why start now?

Also assure him that he can come to you, since the road from 13 to independence is hard for everyone.

Parents and kids are both in the business of finding a comfortable and stable emotional place in the world, and anytime they can be each other's allies in that quest, both are that much better for it. This has nothing to do with anyone's sexual orientation.

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Progress, Slow but Sure


Maybe there's hope for gay rights a'brewin' on the horizon.

Three Associated Press news stories released in the past 24 hours --- in Iowa, New Hampshire, and Florida --- indicate that maybe there's hope that homophobia will not hold up legally.

The AP reported Tuesday that lawmakers in the Iowa State Capitol of Des Moines have failed in an effort to begin the process of amending the Iowa Constitution to ban gay marriage.

Republicans, the party currently owned by the homophobic religious right, tried procedural moves Tuesday morning to pull measures out of committees and force a vote, but they couldn't get enough votes in either the House or the Senate.

That means Iowans will likely have to wait until 2014 at the earliest to vote on whether to amend the constitution and ban same-sex marriage. It takes votes by two consecutive general assemblies before proposed constitutional amendments can go before voters.

What it also means is that gay and lesbian Iowans will have four years to get themselves married and start openly establishing roots in their community. And studies show that the more communities are exposed to same-sex couples and their families, the number of people who object to such relationships goes down. The fact that most of the extreme homophobes tend to be older people also works in favor of same-sex marriage: Older people die off at a rate greater than younger people. No studies are needed to prove that point.

In other words, time is on the side of those who support gay marriage. And there's a lot of time involved in waiting until 2014.

The AP article reporting Iowa House Majority Leader Kevin McCarthy as saying lawmakers have their hands full with budget problems and don't have time to get bogged down in divisive social issues.

Sounds encouraging to me.

Meanwhile, Associated Press writer Norma Love reported on Tuesday that a New Hampshire House committee is recommending against repealing the state's five-week-old gay marriage law.

The Judiciary Committee also voted Tuesday to recommend that the House kill a proposed constitutional amendment that defines marriage as between one man and one woman. The vote was 12-8 on both measures, led by Democratic opposition.

In other words, in New Hampshire, the right to marry, regardless of sexual orientation, is law. The people behind the proposal to ban same-sex married are being told hit the road and get over it: Discrimination is not going to be the policy here no more, no more, no more, no more.

Opponents of gay marriage in New Hampshire know their chance of success on such measures is slim, but they want to keep the issue before voters in hopes that Republicans will regain control of the Statehouse in November and then ban gay marriage.

The House could act on the recommendations next week, according to Love's article.

New Hampshire became the fifth state to legalize gay marriage Jan. 1. It is also legal in Massachusetts, Iowa, Connecticut and Vermont.

And finally, Carol Marbin Miller of the Miami Herald reported today that Florida's embattled ban on adoption by gay people suffered another setback Tuesday, when state child welfare administrators agreed to provide health insurance, college tuition and other benefits to the adopted son of a gay Key West man.

Miller reports that for more than a year, the Department of Children & Families had refused to provide the adoption subsidy to the adoptive son of Wayne LaRue Smith, a Key West lawyer whose request to adopt a boy he was raising in foster care was approved by a Monroe County judge in the fall of 2008.

On Tuesday, DCF lawyers did an about-face, agreeing in writing to provide the boy with subsidized college tuition, health insurance under the state's Medicaid program, and other benefits typically provided to other children who are adopted from state care.

"It means, finally, after 10 years, he gets what every other child in the same circumstance gets just by asking," Smith said of his now-teenage son, who has not been identified by The Miami Herald to protect his privacy.

"In a symbolic sense, for whatever reason, the department has decided to take the better path, one they should have taken in the first instance," Smith added. "I will probably wonder forever why it is that we had to go through years and years of litigation, and hundreds of thousands in expenses, just to get what other children get automatically."

In Florida, gay men and lesbians can be licensed as foster parents, but a 1977 law forbids them from adopting.

Smith, who has been in a stable relationship since 1988, was licensed as a foster parent in 1999. Two years later, DCF placed a 5-year-old boy in his home. The boy, who has learning disabilities and other special needs, has remained with Smith ever since.

At the urging of a Monroe County judge, Smith was named permanent guardian over the boy in 2006, ensuring the boy could remain with Smith and achieve permanency -- a requirement of both state and federal law for all abused or neglected children taken into care by the state.

But the guardianship became a double-edged sword: In August 2008, when Monroe Circuit Judge David J. Audlin approved Smith's adoption of the boy -- declaring Florida's adoption law unconstitutional in the process -- the guardianship was cited by DCF as its reason for denying the subsidies.

State law allows such subsidies only for children in state care. With Smith's son already in a guardianship, DCF lawyers argued, the boy no longer met the criteria.

In signing Tuesday's agreement, DCF insisted it was not admitting it did anything wrong.

"It is understood and agreed that this settlement is a compromise of a disputed claim or claims, and the agreement made is not and does not have the effect of any admission of eligibility for adoption assistance by the department," the agreement states.

In comments to The Miami Herald on Tuesday, the agency continued to maintain that the settlement does not detract from DCF's position that a child outside state care is not entitled to a subsidy.

"The focus of this settlement was on whether the state can legally provide an adoption subsidy for a special-needs child who was not in the department's custody when he or she was adopted," said DCF spokesman Joe Follick. "The child in this case was not under our direct care or responsibility at the time of the adoption.

"The case was closed in 2008 with the child achieving permanency when the caregiver was awarded plenary guardianship by the dependency court. This settlement does not address the ongoing legal consideration of the state's gay adoption laws which, as an executive agency, we are still bound to follow," Follick added.

Miami lawyer Alan Mishael, who represents the adoptive parents in two of three South Florida cases involving a gay person, said the department's decision to stop fighting the subsidy sends an important message.

"You have to think: the Department of Children & Families is agreeing to help defray the expenses of a gay man who adopted a foster child," he said.

In a separate case, Mishael is representing Vanessa Alenier, a Hollywood woman who adopted an infant relative in Miami-Dade last month. In that case, both the adoption and the department subsidy will become final in one week if DCF does not appeal. DCF presented neither evidence nor testimony during the adoption trial.

"I hope this is an indication of better things to come," Mishael said.

The State of Florida has a long-standing tradition of mean-spiritedness toward gays and lesbians, exemplified by the successful campaign anti-gay rights campaign of Anita Bryant, a former Miss Oklahoma and pop singer, back in the 1970s in Miami-Dade County. It took 30 years, but Miami-Dade County has since restored the rights of the gay and lesbian people who were affected by Bryant's crusade. (Bryant, now almost 70, is in more or less forced retirement, because of reaction within the generally gay-friendly entertainment industry to her homophobic politics.)

Again, what is happening in Florida appears to be a reflection of attrition in public opinion. Best known as a retirement state, the loudest opponents of gay rights in Florida are probably dying off and being replaced by more gay-friendly, or at least more tolerant, voices.

Time is on the side of the progressive people who believe in living and letting live, who believe in equality for all people, regardless of sexual orientation.