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https://www.nytimes.com/2017/05/21/us/roxcy-bolton-dead-feminist-hurricane-names.html Her crusade to include men’s names when meteorologists differentiated hurricanes placed her at the eye of an international storm. Women, Ms. Bolton said at the time, “deeply resent being arbitrarily associated with disaster.” Following a long naval tradition of giving storms women’s names, just as ships are referred to by female pronouns, government forecasters adopted the practice in 1953 and applied it alphabetically. Soon, weathermen — and they were mostly men — were applying sexist clichés to the storms, like suggesting that they were unpredictable or “temperamental” and were “flirting” with barrier islands or coastlines. Ms. Bolton was not amused. The feminist leader Betty Friedan wrote in her memoir, “Life So Far” (2000), that as early as 1968, Ms. Bolton had “written me all incensed at the practice of using women’s names to name hurricanes.” A year later, the National Organization for Women passed a resolution urging that the National Hurricane Center stop naming emerging tempests exclusively after women. That the hurricane center was in Dade County, Fla., where Ms. Bolton was from, made it an easier target. Officials flatly rejected her facetious first suggestion that the maturing tropical depressions also be called “him-icanes,” and that the center bestow storm names to honor its bloviating benefactors in Congress. After all, she said, “Senators delight in having things named after them.” At the time, only one woman, Margaret Chase Smith of Maine, a Republican, was in the Senate, and, as an ardent Democrat, Ms. Bolton had in mind headlines like “Goldwater Annihilates Florida.” But a generation after Ms. Bolton began her campaign, the weathermen finally capitulated. (In addition to Ms. Bolton, the hurricane center credited, or blamed, among others, the feminists Patricia Butler of Houston and Dorothy Yates of Miami.) The second hurricane of 1979 was named Bob. When the 2017 season officially begins June 1, Bret, Don, Franklin, Harvey and José will be among the names immortalized. ..... While the Equal Rights Amendment fueled the culture wars of the 1970s, the controversy over hurricane names, in its own way, struck a responsive chord among both genders. Women considered it just one more insult by oblivious men who were buttressing a stereotype. Some men dismissed it as a tempest in a teapot, while others even warned that it was potentially dangerous. “It’s doubtful that a National Hurricane Center bulletin that Tropical Storm Al had formed in the Gulf or Hurricane Jake was threatening the Texas Coast would make us run for cover quite as fast,” The Houston Post opined in 1977. By 1986, The Washington Post was still skeptical: “Eight years, and still this nonsexist nomenclature has a funny ring to it. Somehow many of the male names don’t convey either the romance or the urgency that circumstances might warrant.” For all the scoffing, though, Ms. Bolton’s crusade might actually have helped save lives. A study published in 2014 in the Proceedings of the National Academy of Sciences found that, in fact, storms named after women have historically killed more people. The study concluded that people do not take those storms as seriously as those named for men, which are viewed as stronger and more violent. “The stereotypes that underlie these judgments,” Sharon Shavitt, a professor of marketing at the University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign and one of the study’s authors, said in a statement at the time, “are subtle and not necessarily hostile toward women — they may involve viewing women as warmer and less aggressive than men.”

It was an inquirious third-party suggestion that I did not either embrace or encourage! I'm not accessing news regularly this week, and did not see any Roger Moore obit when I did. Not sure that I would have jumped on it even if I had, becuase, you know, everybody knows Roger Moore. He's "general interest". . It takes a special freak to recall Dina Merril, and that kind of a special freak is what I am. Especially when it comes to obits! God, I can watch this shit forever...

Everything played here is blues, even if the way it's combined might (or might not!) obscure that:

I only knew her from game shows, but I knew her well from there. Did not know here as a "real actress" except loooong after that, and by then, didn't really care. She was Dina Merril form the games shows, then, now, and always. As for Roger, his death was announced to where I could see it after Dina Merril's, but apparently not before somebody else saw it. I'm not looking to be the only RIP guy here, so I'm glad somebody got to it in a timely manner. Although, I've always like game shows more than James Bond movies, so I really don't feel bad about it, other than, of course, you know, RIP.

Frankly, I think that's a good parenting tactic for damn near anything!

We're always keeping an eye out for new talent.

Dug him as The Saint. RIP.

Somebody already has! Dina Merrill always tripped me out as a kid watching her on the Goodson-Todman shows, kinda like Kitty Carlisle, only younger, a LOT hotter, and just oozing this kind of....WEALTH that a kid who didn't know what wealth meant could still sense. No doubt, the whole Golden Era of Goodson-Todman (from the 50s through the early 70s, when their stuff was on daytime (daily) AND in Prime Time left its own imprint. I'd probably not give tow shits about Dina Merril if she hadn't done those games shows. But she did, and what I know now just grows the imprint.

https://www.nytimes.com/2017/05/22/movies/dina-merrill-dead-actress-and-heiress.html An elegant presence in most of her 30 or so mid-20th-century movies, Ms. Merrill played the betrayed wife who loses both her husband, Laurence Harvey, and her mink coat to Elizabeth Taylor in “Butterfield 8” (1960); the chic fashion consultant who loses Glenn Ford to Shirley Jones in “The Courtship of Eddie’s Father” (1963); and the steadfast socialite wife of an assistant district attorney played by Burt Lancaster in “The Young Savages” (1961). In the submarine comedy “Operation Petticoat” (1959), her stranded Navy nurse ends up married to a slick lieutenant played by Tony Curtis. The daughter of the Wall Street broker E. F. Hutton and the cereal heiress Marjorie Merriweather Post, Ms. Merrill grew up in luxury, spending up to six months a year on the Sea Cloud, the family yacht. The Duke and Duchess of Windsor were among the guests on what has been described as a “floating palace” equipped with fireplaces, marble bathrooms, a barber shop and a wine cellar. Home during the winter was the 115-room Mar-a-Lago estate, which was bought by Donald J. Trump in 1985 and converted into a private club. (Mr. Trump’s daughter Ivanka Trump slept in the same children’s suite that Ms. Merrill had used.) Married to the actor Cliff Robertson in 1966, she was partly responsible for bringing down the head of a Hollywood studio. When David Begelman, the president of Columbia Pictures, embezzled $10,000 by forging Mr. Robertson’s name to a check, no one paid much attention, Ms. Merrill said, until she called her friend Katharine Graham, the publisher of The Washington Post. “Cliff took the telephone and told the whole story,” she recalled. “Kay put an investigative reporter on it, and then it really became public.” With an inheritance from her parents estimated at more than $50 million, Ms. Merrill became a philanthropist. A liberal Republican, she was vice chairwoman of the Republican Pro-Choice Coalition, an advocate on women’s health issues and vice president of the New York Mission Society. After her son David, who had diabetes, died in a boating accident at age 23 in 1973, Ms. Merrill created a yearly award for scientific excellence in his name for the Juvenile Diabetes Research Foundation.

https://www.nytimes.com/2017/05/22/business/origin-of-gi-joe-toy-in-dispute.html?emc=edit_th_20170523&nl=todaysheadlines&nlid=25913738&_r=0 G.I. Joe almost certainly had two fathers. One was Stan Weston, whose obituary in The New York Times, published online on May 11, gave him sole credit as the creative force behind the military action figure. Obituaries in other prominent publications described Mr. Weston, who was a licensing agent, in the same way. But further reporting shows that another man, a toy inventor named Lawrence Reiner, played a significant role as Mr. Weston’s lesser-known partner in the venture, although the exact nature of his involvement is difficult to establish. Mr. Weston’s obituary prompted Mr. Reiner’s daughter Jodi to come forward to assert her father’s role. It is fair to say that Mr. Reiner contributed, at the least, the idea to have G.I. Joe’s arms and legs articulate, or move. “My father always gave Reiner credit for the articulation idea and never claimed otherwise,” Mr. Weston’s son Steve said by email. “He was compensated at a commensurate rate consistent with that.” Mr. Weston got a 65 percent stake in the venture and Mr. Reiner 35 percent, according to an unsigned document provided by the Reiner family. “My father got $35,000, and he bought a house,” Ms. Reiner said in an interview. Steve Weston said his father’s majority share in the venture suggested his greater role. “The owner and creator gets the lion’s share,” he said. “Quite simply, the idea was my father’s.” Mr. Reiner’s family says it was his.

Sorry, no way to restore deleted threads these days. However, take comfort in the fact that you have jumped to the front of the line of candidates for new moderators should an opening arise.

That makes sense. This is one that I don't really "need" to have. But I'd rather have it than not have it, I guess. There's enough on there that I don't yet have for that. None of it's essential to me, though. But you know. Save The Children and all that, I've got an order in if it comes back.

fwiw, it was either here or Board Krypton, either way, a long time ago, that I was corrected rather unambiguously by an unimpeachable source that English was a language, Britain a country, or a collection of nations, or some such. Where the hell that left England, I didn't ask. Either way, the cat didn't dig "English", so since then, I have bewared, kinda.

70IES I laughed, I cried, I even walked the cat down to the boat and back!

Anybody heard whispers about the Goodman set coming back around?

Helluva life, one not wasted one bit. RIP and thanks for decades of inspiration.

RIP., much thanks, much love. That was a sweet trio.

oh yeah! Also the Woody Herman, Charlie Barnett, and Dorsey Brothers ones. Only the Dorsey one in original Crown issue, though. But tha was where I learned of Jewell Grant, who's another unsung hero of time/place.

and then the out-chorus, at the bridge.

Differing balance levels suggest piano overdub/insert to me. And there are some passages on the full cut that would probably take four hands to play in real time unless you were Buck Hammer.

I've known of/heard him for a long time, yes, a true hero, What gets me here is how he almost gets into Lockjaw's bag on that one solo, very very close in a few spots, they jump out.. Where did that come from, then? Nothing I've heard of him before, ever, goes there.

He almost goes there...

I enjoyed them very much. RIP.