This Is One Scary Bitch!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                  It is so nice, for a change, darlings, being on time, with Bitch Of The Week!  I have not been lately, but, once I heard about Ian Watkins, I knew I had found this week's winner.

                                   Ian Watkins--the name pains me!  No sooner do we get rid of Moors Murderer Ian Brady, on May 15, of last year, then along comes this sicko named Ian with some sort of sick agenda to carry out.  Some may know him as the lead on the rock group Lostprophets.  I do not know what the hell that is, and, thanks to Watkins, I do not care.  Besides, with all his trouble, and scandal, the group will probably disband.  It might as well right now, because it does not stand a chance.

                                    He is a pedophile, with a special predilection for babies.

                                    Two mothers, groupies of his, allowed him to molest their children.  One was an eleven month old, boy, whom Watkins raped, and the other was a two year old girl.  This was back in 2013, and I am sure Watkins has been continuing; he has been grooming women from prison, where he is held, and he and these mothers were placed on trial.

                                      The mothers are not worthy to be BOTWs.  They are sick, pathetic monsters, who never should be near children, who watched what Watkins did, and did so because they were so
taken with him they wanted to be his groupies, even at this cost!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                         Child Welfare, or whatever England has in place, hopefully has removed those kids from their moms. Whom, I believed, were charged with Watkins.  This had been going on, as far back as 2013!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                            Well, Ian, welcome to Hell!  The hell you put those babies through will be dished out to you, once your inmates find out what you are in for.  And gossip travels fast in prisons. Faster than at a society party, darlings!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                               As for the moms, if this were Salem of 1692, I would say they deserve no less.  And they still do!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                                May this trio suffer for what was perpetrated upon innocent babies!!!!!!!!!!

                                                Sadistic sickos!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

We Have A New Reader, Darlings!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                      Girls, it has been days since I have been on here, and so much to catch up with!  Imagine my surprise, when I noted the follower indicator now at 82, meaning we have a new reader.

                       Her name is TyTy.  Welcome!  I hope what you find on here is as enjoyable and informative as what made you discover this blog.  As I tell all, it goes great with coffee, which is always by my side, when I write.

                        I have a lot to get to, so we welcome you warmly, TyTy.

                        And now here is this blog's unofficial song!

                       Enjoy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

And the Laughing Cow sends her love!!!!!!!!!

Darlings, I Could Be A Wal-Mart Greeter!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                               "Hi, Welcome To Wal-Mart!
                                               "How may I help you?"
                                               "Service with a smile--or get the hell out of here!"
                                               "Beat it, you old bitch!"


                                          I mean, darlings, wouldn't I just be perfect for this position? I could be like Gloria Garayua, as Vita Chacon, who worked at Blue Market, in the "Cold Case" episode "A Dollar, A Dream."  As has been said of me, many times, my middle name is service!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                           I am actually thinking of doing this.  I would explode the customer service business, because I would not suffer fools gladly, while giving them exactly what they want...even if they do not know it is what they want!

                                             And that blue uniform!  Oh, boy!  A glam outfit to fake my act as one of the masses!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                              Girls, I am telling you, here and now, if I actually do this, I will let you know, and you must come and see me!

                                                It will be a performance, beyond your wildest imaginations!!!!!!!!!!!!

A Surprisngly Forward Thinking Catholic Story!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                               People have been recommending this one to me, for months, and now, having read it, I must read more Alice McDermott.  Having been raised Catholic, it resonates, but even non-Catholics will find it revealing and informative.  It's no "Song Of Bernadette"--what is?--but its miracles stay within the earthly, rather than celestial realm.

                                Set in early twentieth century Brooklyn, a time when the Catholic Church RULED, the novel starts out with Annie, a woman widowed by a horrible tragedy, who becomes the laundress to a group of nuns in a convent, and raises her daughter's around them.

                                  The forward thinking begins when one of the nuns takes it upon herself, to handle the tragedy and overlook church doctrine.  She succeeds.  Raised among nuns for so long, Sally inevitably wants to become one, but obstacles put in her path force her to reject that decision at a crucial moment.

                                    Her mother, out of loneliness, embarks on an adulterous relationship with a milkman whose wife, I would say, is psychologically disabled, as an excuse for not performing wifely duties; that is, she cannot abide sex.  While having rejected the lifestyle, Sally still has the values of a nun, and is determined to save her mother' soul.  But what she comes up with to do this, as well as the reveal of the narrator near the end, really plays fast and lose with church doctrine.  I was genuinely shocked!

                                      I will not say any more, except it is gorgeously written, and I must read more McDermott.  It will also provoke great discussions among book groups and readers, Catholic or not.

                                        Sister Camille, if you have not already, I encourage you to read this!!!!!!!!!!!

Timeless Tale Of Those Trying To Find Themselves In Manhattan!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                       Katya becomes Kate, Teddy becomes Tinker, and there is actually, in here a character named Bitsy Houghton.  It is 1937, and young people are flocking to New York to find, or reinvent, themselves.  What Amor Towles' novel, set in 1937 and 1938, proves is that not only was this going on before our times and some, his chronicling of such is on a plane comparable to Mary McCarthy or Dawn Powell, surpassing that of Candace Bushnell or Lauren Weisberger.

                                        How I wanted a Sidecar while reading this, darlings!  Once I learned what it was.  It also has a bit of the flavor of Somerset Maugham's "The Razor's Edge."  While not nearly as philosophical, or tragic, its characters, by novel's end, have all learned a bit of truth about themselves.

                                         Which is what living in New York is all about.  Running about, when young, telling yourself you have a life, then coming to terms with what you have or can have, once age begins to slow you down.  I wouldn't trade my wild times for where I am now, for anything.

                                            Readers who love New York Novels--which could be a whole genre, in itself--will love this novel.  As will those who love good writing.  Even if Towles' second novel, "A Gentleman In Moscow," is better, his debut shows promise, and a writer worth keeping up with.

                                            And read the actual Rules Of Civility at the end, darlings!!!!!!!!!!!

                                            And make sure you practice them!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

More Artistic Sadness On Broadway, And Off!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                   Marin Mazzie's death was a horrible tragedy that she, to her credit, worked to the last to prevent. If only Amar Ramasar had followed her example, he might not be in the situation he is in.

                                    Mr. Amasar, also HOT, dazzled audiences, and myself, particularly, playing a more nuanced, dancing, and manipulatively appealing, Jigger Cragin, in "Carousel," than is usually seen in most productions.  Due to Jack O'Brien's and Justin Peck's influence, Ramasar created a Jigger whose dancing was phenomenal, and enhanced the role enough to have potentially earned him a TONY nomination, which he deserved, but did not receive.

                                     Thursday, Ramasar, who was in "Carousel" while on hiatus from the New York City Ballet, learned he was suspended without pay.  He missed Thursday's performance.  Yesterday, it was announced Ramasar was fired from the company, leaving open the question if he will play the closing performance.  I hope he does.  What a way to end a Broadway run!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                      Now, before I am attacked, let me say, I am keeping an objective eye on all this.  I do not dismiss the devastating impact on the victims, if the allegations are true.  And, if Ramasar was fired, there must have been reason to think they were.

                                        He is an attractive guy, and I never knew he was 36.  Which is the tail end of life for a professional dancer, though, thanks to "Carousel," he could have had his pick of roles, or projects to choreograph himself.

                                         Where he did not follow Mazzie's example was to focus on his career, and  think he could get away with such high jinks.  As Olympia Dukakis said, as Rose Castorini, in "Moonstruck," "Don't shit where you eat."

                                            I feel for the victims.  But I also feel for Amar Ramasar.  Such a bright future, all that training, and now cast aside for misbehavior he himself could have prevented.

                                             It is a sad day in the performing arts world, today!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"At The End Of The Storm, Is A Golden Sky, And The Sweet, Silver Song, Of A Lark!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

                                   When in college, I had a professor, Dr. James McGlone, who always ended each and every class with the words, "It's been a little bit of heaven, right here on earth, being with you today."

                                     That is how I feel about the departure of Broadway's "Carousel."  My June 24 visit can never be topped, and with Renee Fleming gone from the cast, and the question of whether or not Amar Ramasar will play the final performance, the departure of "Carousel" is even sadder, indeed!!!!!!!

                                       That is Jessie Mueller and Joshua Henry, who led the production, and made these roles their own.  Their future is bright, but to think "Carousel" may not play again for another twenty years--if ever it does--is heartbreaking.  Such beauty and artistry in this dance conceived production, thanks to Justin Peck, whose future afterwards promises to be as bright as Henry's, Mueller's, and, of course, Lindsay Mendez!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                        I adored everyone in this cast of "Carousel."  They deserved a longer run, and did some of the best work they ever did.  If you got to see it.

                                          After today, it will belong to the ages!!!!!!!!!!!!

                                          I am closing this chapter, as I have before, with Garett Hawe and Company in a montage of recording the Cast Album.  A better ensemble of voices will not be seen for a very long time to come.

                                          Farewell, "Carousel!!!!!!!!!!!"   I loved you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!