Yearly Archives: 2009

IN REMEMBRANCE: 10-12-2009

SARAH E. WRIGHT, WRITER OF DEPRESSION-ERA BLACK EXPERIENCE

Published: October 2, 2009
In 1969 Sarah E. Wright, a Maryland-born writer living in Manhattan, published her first novel, “This Child’s Gonna Live.” Issued by Delacorte Press, it portrays the lives of an impoverished black woman and her family in a Maryland fishing village during the Depression. Often compared to the work of Zora Neale Hurston, the novel was unusual in its exploration of the black experience from a woman’s perspective, anticipating fiction by writers like Toni Morrison and Alice Walker.
 
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Sarah E. Wright

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“This Child’s Gonna Live” was hailed by critics around the country and named an outstanding book of 1969 by The New York Times. Reviewing it in The Times Book Review earlier that year, the novelist Shane Stevens called it a “small masterpiece,” adding: “Sarah Wright’s triumph in this novel is a celebration of life over death. It is, in every respect, an impressive achievement.”

Ms. Wright never published another novel. She died in Manhattan on Sept. 13, at 80; the cause was complications of cancer, her husband, Joseph Kaye, said. Today “This Child’s Gonna Live” remains highly regarded in literary circles though little known outside them.

The novel centers on Mariah Upshur, the wife of a black oysterman on the Maryland shore. Set in the fictional community of Tangierneck in the early 1930s, it unsparingly depicts the hunger, disease, racism and hard labor that were the stuff of daily life.

Capable, sensual and fiercely determined, Mariah engages in an interior dialogue with Jesus throughout the book. In the opening passage, she prays for a sunny day so she can earn money in the fields, where the young potato plants “weren’t anything but some little old twigs and promises.”

Mariah is pregnant with her fifth child. She has already lost one child in infancy and before the book is out will lose another. She dreams of escaping Tangierneck, “a place of standing still and death,” and is adamant that her new child will live.

While novelists like James Baldwin, Richard Wright and Ralph Ellison had explored the black male experience, Ms. Wright’s novel was among the first to focus on the confluence of race, class and sex. Republished by the Feminist Press in 1986 and again in 2002, “This Child’s Gonna Live” remains in print today.

Not every reviewer embraced the book. Writing in Harper’s Magazine in 1969, the critic Irving Howe called its style “overwrought.” But many others praised Ms. Wright’s densely interwoven poetic language, her deft use of local dialect and her ability to convey the extraordinary predicament of being black, female, rural and poor.

“It’s a very difficult novel in a lot of ways,” Jennifer Campbell, an associate professor of writing studies at Roger Williams University, said in a telephone interview on Wednesday. (Professor Campbell wrote the afterword to the novel’s 2002 edition.) “It’s very, very painful to read: the pain of not being able to keep your children safe, of not being able to feed them properly, of not being able to give them two pennies for the Halloween celebration.”

Ms. Wright spent about 10 years working on a second novel but did not complete it, her husband said last week.

She scarcely seems to have had time. Besides working full-time as a bookkeeper, Ms. Wright taught, lectured and was a past vice president of the Harlem Writers Guild. She published critical essays; a volume of poetry, “Give Me a Child” (Kraft Publishing, 1955, with Lucy Smith); and a nonfiction book for young people, “A. Philip Randolph: Integration in the Workplace” (Silver Burdett, 1990). She was deeply involved in political causes, protesting everything from the Vietnam War to South African apartheid to the present war in Iraq.

There was something else, Ms. Wright’s husband said, that kept her from the second novel: the anguish of writing the first. For the story of the Upshur family, though its characters were composites, was in large measure Ms. Wright’s own.

Sarah Elizabeth Wright was born on Dec. 9, 1928, in Wetipquin, Md., a historically free black community on the eastern shore. Her father, like Mariah’s husband, was an oysterman; her mother, like Mariah, shucked oysters and picked crops. Sarah had nearly a dozen siblings, several of whom died in childhood. She began writing poetry when she was about 8.

After graduating from Salisbury Colored High School, Sarah entered Howard University, where she became editor of the newspaper. She left before graduating, her husband said, “because she was literally starving.” Her parents had no money to send her for food.

“When Sarah went off to Howard, they had no idea what it meant in terms of the financial requirements,” Mr. Kaye said last week. “They gave her oilcloth that they thought she could barter with other people to obtain what she needed.”

Ms. Wright moved to Philadelphia in the late 1940s and to New York a decade later. There, in a three-room apartment on the Lower East Side, she began work on “This Child’s Gonna Live.”

“That took such a toll on her, because she was forced to dredge up painful childhood memories that she thought she had run away from when she left the community,” Mr. Kaye said. “Death just seemed to be a constant companion in her childhood, and the spirit of death just hovered over the community.”

Besides her husband, Ms. Wright, who was known in private life as Sarah Wright Kaye, is survived by a son, Michael; a daughter, Shelley Chotai; three siblings, Wanda, Howard and Gilbert; four grandchildren; and five great-grandchildren.

She also leaves behind a box containing the manuscript of her unfinished novel, the second installment in a planned trilogy about the people of Tangierneck. During the decade she worked on the book, Ms. Wright never discussed it, even with her husband.

Mr. Kaye has not opened the box. To judge from the heft, he said, it contains several hundred pages. From a chapter he found elsewhere, the novel appears to concern Bardetta Upshur, Mariah’s daughter — the child who was meant to live, and did.

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FRANK COGHLAN, CHILD ACTOR IN SILENT MOVIES

Published: October 3, 2009

Frank Coghlan Jr., a freckle-faced child actor of silent movies who in the sound era thrilled Saturday matinee audiences by shouting “Shazam!” and mutating into the superhero Captain Marvel, died on Sept. 7 at his home in Saugus, Calif. He was 93.

 
Frank Coghlan Jr., billed as Junior Coghlan, around 1928.

He died of natural causes, his son, Patrick, said.

Junior Coghlan, as he was usually billed, did not actually become Captain Marvel in the 12-part serial “Adventures of Captain Marvel,” which Republic Pictures released in 1941. He played Billy Batson, the boy who meets a shaman in Siam who teaches him to transform himself into the superhero.

It was actually Tom Tyler who emerged as Captain Marvel, after Billy’s “Shazam!” moment, a giant flash and a billow of white smoke. (Although Mr. Coghlan was 25 at the time, his youthful looks and rather high-pitched voice allowed him to play the younger character.) Billy the boy and Captain Marvel, in a tight red costume with a yellow lightning bolt on the chest, would morph back and forth during the episodes, each 15 to 20 minutes long.

“It’s considered by many aficionados as the best cliffhanger serial of all time,” Bruce Goldstein, the director of repertory programming at Film Forum, the movie house in the South Village, said in an interview. “What a great fantasy for kids: a kid who turns into a superhero.”

Junior Coghlan had already made his name in movies when he was really a child. Starting at 3 as a crawl-on in a Western serial called “Daredevil Jack,” he had been an extra, played bit parts or had significant roles in more than two dozen silent movies.

“If you went to the movies in those days, you couldn’t help but know him, even though he was never a major star,” the film critic and historian Leonard Maltin said in an interview.

In 1925 the director Cecil B. DeMille signed little Frank to a five-year contract. “When DeMille saw Junior’s publicity stills, he stated, ‘Junior Coghlan is the perfect example of a homeless waif,’ ” according to the Web site Goldensilents.com.

“He had a spunk and an innocence,” Mr. Maltin said. “He would not be the one playing a juvenile delinquent.”

Yet in one of his first talkies, Mr. Coghlan played James Cagney’s hoodlum as a boy in “The Public Enemy” (1931), about a criminal’s rise in the Prohibition era.

Frank Edward Coghlan Jr. was born in New Haven on March 15, 1916, the only child of Frank and Katherine Coyle Coghlan. The family moved to California when Frank Jr. was a baby and, soon after, all three were working as extras in silent films.

Mr. Coghlan’s wife of 31 years, the former Betty Corrigan, died in 1974. His second wife, Letha Schwarzrocks, died in 2001. Besides his son, Patrick, of Saugus, Calif., he is survived by three daughters, Cathy Farley of Gold Hill, Ore.; Judy Coghlan of Seal Beach, Calif.; and Libbey Gagnon of Long Beach, Calif.; and six grandchildren.

Mr. Coghlan served as a naval aviator in World War II. He later headed the Navy’s motion picture cooperation program, acting as a liaison with Hollywood studios. After 23 years in the Navy, he returned to acting in bit parts in movies, on television and in television commercials.

Mr. Coghlan often appeared at conventions and seminars for movie buffs in his later years and was pleased that many people remembered his role in the Captain Marvel series.

His license plate said “Shazam,” Mr. Maltin said.

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MR. MAGIC, DISC JOCKEY FOR EARLY HIP-HOP

 

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Mr. Magic, right, with Grandmaster Caz on WHBI in 1981.

Published: October 2, 2009

Mr. Magic, whose panache and persistence in bringing once-reviled rap to mainstream radio in the 1980s helped pave the way for the breakout of hip-hop culture, died on Friday in Brooklyn. He was 53.

The cause was a heart attack, said Tyrone Williams, his manager and producer.

Mr. Magic, born John Rivas, was the first host on commercial radio to devote a program exclusively to rap when his “Rap Attack” began broadcasting on WBLS-FM in New York in April 1983. Disco and funk were then fading, and rap was emerging as a rebellious new art form in the streets, housing projects and parks of New York City.

But many radio stations and music executives were wary of the frank explosiveness of the new music. Mr. Magic played a role similar to that of Alan Freed in popularizing rock ’n’ roll in the 1950s.

“Magic was the guy who carried a flag for the music on the radio, exactly as Freed had done for rock ’n’ roll,” said Bill Adler, a former director of publicity for Def Jam Recordings.

Mr. Magic looked the part of a rap impresario, wearing rings on every finger and gold rope chains. He favored a sharkskin suit.

In the 1970s Mr. Magic was an itinerant disk jockey in Brooklyn, and a few small labels were starting to release rap records. He bought some late-night time on a New York public-access radio station, WHBI (now WNWK), to broadcast the new music. A few others were doing the same thing on that and other noncommercial stations.

Mr. Williams said it was a lucrative concept: the station charged $75 an hour, and he and Mr. Magic charged advertisers $100 a minute. But their larger motive was to demonstrate a growing appetite for the music that created the culture of hip-hop, manifested in fashion, advertising, dance and other fields. A following grew.

“In no time at all a star was born,” went “Magic’s Wand,” a 1982 song by the rap group Whodini.

Mr. Magic’s big breakthrough came when WBLS-FM, a larger, mainstream New York station, decided to take a chance on rap, starting in April 1983. Soon Mr. Magic was engaged in spirited competition with a rap show on the station KISS-FM hosted by a D.J. who called himself Kool DJ Red Alert.

Mr. Magic gathered a sort of hip-hop collective that included artists like Big Daddy Kane, Biz Markie, Roxanne and Kool G Rap, and was called the Juice Crew. (Mr. Magic was Sir Juice.) Red Alert was affiliated with a rap group called Boogie Down Productions.

The two sides staged elaborate battles, recording songs as insults to respond to taunts from the other side. The exchanges were wildly popular, on and off the air.

John Rivas was born in the Bronx on March 15, 1956. In a 1995 interview with Hiphopmusic.com, he called himself something of a hoodlum as a youth, but by the time he was in his early 20s he had a van and was working as a mobile D.J. He also worked at an electronics store, where he gave up-and-coming musicians discounts on speakers.

In her book “Rap Music and Street Consciousness” (2002), Cheryl L. Keyes wrote that WBLS assigned Mr. Williams, a sportscaster known as Fly Ty, to be Mr. Magic’s manager. Marley Marl was assigned to be his sound engineer, but he soon came to be called the Engineer All Star for his provocative mixing — what the three called “the dirty basement sound.”

Many rappers they presented on the radio did not have record contracts, much less fame. That came later, often abundantly.

Together, the three toured the country to do what were often the first rap shows on many stations. They then sent tapes by mail to the stations so they could do more shows.

In 1985 KDAY in Redondo Beach, Calif., became the first radio station in the country to adapt an-all rap format.

Mr. Williams said that in 1984, WBLS wanted to abandon the rap show and offered Mr. Magic the chance to host a show playing softer music.

“If I stop playing, rap will die,” Mr. Magic said, and returned to WHBI. He came back to WBLS the next year and stayed until 1989. He then worked for WEBB in Baltimore until 1992. In 2000 he left to work for WQHT in New York, a station known as Hot-97.

For more than six years, he had been unable to get another show, Mr. Williams said. “I watched Magic become sadder, thinner and upset,” he said. Mr. Williams said that at the time of his death Mr. Magic was negotiating to return to WBLS.

Mr. Magic was separated from his wife, Lisa Rivas. He is also survived by his sons John Jr. and Jabar, and his daughter, Domonique Rivas.

Mr. Magic was often described as arrogant, although his on-the-air manner was smooth and warm. When he met Magic Johnson, the basketball great, he said, “The world is not big enough for two Magics.”

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JOHN WILD, A DEVEOPER OF ULTRASOUND IN CANCER DIAGNOSES

By VICKI GLASER
Published: October 7, 2009
Dr. John J. Wild, who collaborated on some of the first equipment to use high-frequency sound waves, or ultrasound, to obtain images of human tissue, especially for cancer diagnosis, died Sept. 18 in Edina, Minn. He was 95.
 
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Dr. John J. Wild

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Dr. Wild, right, in early years.

His death, at the N. C. Little Hospice, was confirmed by his daughter, Ellen Wild.

The ultrasound scans commonly used in medicine today for cancer diagnosis and for monitoring fetal development derived from the discoveries of Dr. Wild and his contemporaries, who demonstrated that ultrasonic echoes could produce images of soft tissues inside the body.

While working as a surgeon in London during World War II, Dr. Wild treated patients suffering bowel failure due to impact trauma from bomb blasts during the Blitz. He sought a noninvasive method of evaluating the bowel and drew on his familiarity with an echo-testing technique that used sound waves to detect cracks in the armor plating of tanks. The sound of the returning echoes would vary with the thickness of the tissue and its ability to contract and relax, providing information about the condition of the bowel wall.

Dr. Wild did not yet use the technique on people, but developed the idea after immigrating to the United States in 1946 and going to work in the surgery department at the University of Minnesota.

At a nearby air base, the Navy was studying the use of ultrasonic echo signals to simulate enemy terrain for pilot radar training. Dr. Wild applied this concept to tissues, first in animals, demonstrating that sound energy would echo off soft tissue. He collaborated with John M. Reid, an electrical engineer, and together they built an instrument that could translate the ultrasonic signals into visual images, providing a window into the human body.

Using the device to obtain images of breast tissue, Dr. Wild showed that ultrasonic pictures made it possible to distinguish between cancerous and noncancerous tissue, providing a noninvasive method for detecting and evaluating breast tumors. Drs. Wild and Reid expanded the technology to other tissues and later developed a hand-held rectal scanner for studying the large bowel and a vaginal scanner.

“Wild and Reid were the first to develop equipment specifically designed for breast scanning and attempted to differentiate benign from malignant disease,” Dr. Richard Gold, professor of radiological sciences emeritus at U.C.L.A. Medical Center, wrote in “Diagnosis of Diseases of the Breast” (W.B. Saunders, 2nd ed., 2005). “Furthermore, they were the first to differentiate between cystic and solid masses in the breast by means of ultrasonography.” (Other early work on ultrasound breast tissue imaging had been done independently by the Japanese researcher Toshio Wagai and his colleagues.)

Drs. Wild and Reid first published their work in the journal Science in 1952. “Theoretically it was thought possible to record soft tissue structure by tracing the information obtained from a sound beam sweeping through the tissues onto a fluorescent television screen,” they wrote. They concluded, “The immediate application of echography to the detection of tumors in accessible sites in the living intact human organism is envisaged.”

The cover of the March 1955 issue of Electronics magazine depicts the two researchers using their “cancer detector,” with the caption “Ultrasonic ranging speeds cancer diagnosis.”

Dr. Wild was awarded a Japan Prize from the Science and Technology Foundation of Japan, valued at $370,000, in 1991 for his work in ultrasonic imaging.

John Julian Wild was born Aug. 11, 1914, in Kent, England. He attended Cambridge University and received a B.A. in natural science in 1936, an M.A. in 1940, and a medical degree in 1942. In 1950, Dr. Wild moved his laboratory from the surgical department to the electrical engineering department at the university. He left the University of Minnesota in 1953 and continued his research with support from local sponsors and grants from the Public Health Service.

In 1953, Dr. Wild founded a research unit at St. Barnabas Hospital in Minneapolis, where he worked until becoming director of research at the Minnesota Foundation in St. Paul in 1960. Disagreements between Dr. Wild and the foundation, which administered his grant from the National Cancer Institute, led the foundation to discontinue support for his work in 1963. Dr. Wild sued the Minnesota Foundation and in 1972 was awarded more than $16 million in defamation damages. An appeals court later overturned the award, and the suit was settled out of court in 1981. Dr. Wild was director of the Medico-Technological Institute of Minneapolis from 1966 to 1999 and also maintained a private medical practice.

In addition to his daughter, Ellen, of Bethesda, Md., his survivors include Valerie Wild, his wife of 41 years; two sons from a previous marriage, John and Douglas, both of Minneapolis; and three granddaughters.

“Universal recognition of his achievements and vision was slow to materialize,” Ms. Wild said. He was often at odds with those overseeing the direction of his work.

Dr. Wild wrote, “I think I must have come into this world with a propensity for making chaos out of order, since I always seem to be upsetting those concerned with maintaining conventional levels of orderliness and humbleness.” He continued, “in my ultrasonic work I have met many people who did not believe the evidence of their own eyes.”

He patented his first invention at the age of 14, a valve to control the flow of cold and hot water into the bathtub.

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RAYMOND A. BROWN, CIVIL RIGHTS LAWYER

Published: October 11, 2009
Raymond A. Brown, a criminal and civil rights lawyer who deployed a sometimes theatrical manner on behalf of controversial clients like the Black Panthers, a Soviet spy, the boxer Rubin “Hurricane” Carter, and Dr. X, a New Jersey surgeon accused of murdering patients with an overdose of a muscle relaxant, died Friday at St. Barnabas Medical Center in Livingston, N.J. He was 94 and lived in Upper Montclair, N.J.
 
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Raymond Brown in 1994.

The cause was chronic obstructive pulmonary disease, said Thulani Davis, his sister-in-law.

Mr. Brown, a tall, slender man blessed with the courtroom gifts of a strong voice, sweeping arm gestures and a prowling gait, developed his ardor for civil rights as an African-American soldier sent to Army bases in the South and seeing firsthand how shabbily and humiliatingly blacks were treated. He honed his reputation with Southern civil rights cases in the 1960s and later defended some of the black students — including his son — arrested for taking over a building at Columbia University in 1968.

But his talent for courtroom bravado, oratory and canny legal strategies was such that clients like New Jersey politicians, organized crime figures and union officials sought him out when issues far from civil rights were involved. He defended the mayor of Camden, N.J., Angelo Errichetti, in 1980 in one of the Abscam cases involving congressmen and other politicians accused of taking bribes in what had been a sting operation by federal authorities pretending to be wealthy Arab sheiks.

In the late 1970s, he defended Mario E. Jascalevich, an Argentine-born physician identified as Dr. X in early newspaper reports, against charges that he murdered five surgical patients at Riverdell Hospital in Oradell, N.J., with overdoses of curare. Gesturing at the jury with his gold-rimmed half glasses and quoting Shakespeare, Mr. Brown contended in his opening statement that the surgeon was framed by colleagues trying to cover up their own ineptness. Dr. Jascalevich was acquitted in 1978.

In an important sideshow, Mr. Brown accused M. A. Farber, the reporter for The New York Times who revealed the mysterious deaths, of joining with the Bergen County prosecutor to advance their careers, and subpoenaed Mr. Farber and The Times for thousands of pages of investigative notes. Mr. Farber spent 40 days in jail and The Times paid $285,000 in fines in defending the right to protect news sources.

Mr. Brown helped Resorts International get one of New Jersey’s first gambling casino licenses despite allegations of ties to organized crime — allegations Mr. Brown characterized as going “to the third and fourth degree of remoteness.” Earlier, in 1964, he defended John W. Butenko, a 39-year-old American electronics engineer accused of giving defense secrets to the Soviet Union. Mr. Brown lost that one.

But it was his representation of a series of black radicals that brought him wider fame. In 1967 he successfully defended the poet Amiri Baraka, formerly known as LeRoi Jones, on charges of carrying a concealed weapon. He defended Joanne Chesimard, a member of the Black Liberation Army, who was convicted of shooting a state trooper to death on the New Jersey Turnpike in 1973. She escaped prison in 1979 and made her way to Cuba. Three Black Panthers accused in 1970 of attacking a Jersey City police station with a machine gun and H. Rap Brown, the chairman of the Student Nonviolent Coordinating Committee and leader of the Black Panther Party, were also clients.

Mr. Brown defended the boxer Rubin Carter in his first trial on charges that he murdered three people in Paterson, N.J., in 1966. Mr. Carter and another man were convicted but the convictions were thrown out in 1975. With Mr. Brown participating as a witness, the men were found guilty a second time but that too was overturned. After serving 19 years, Mr. Carter was freed in 1985.

“He was a very dramatic figure in the courtroom,” said Ms. Davis. “He had a flawless memory and could carry tremendous details of a case in his head.”

Mr. Brown was born in 1915 in Fernandina Beach, Fla., the son of a railroad mechanic. When he was 2, his family moved to Jersey City. He went to college at Florida A & M University, and, paying his way by working as a longshoreman, he received his law degree from Fordham University.

At a time when few black lawyers served in large firms, he became a solo practitioner focusing on casualties of prejudice and poverty.

He also was the president of the New Jersey chapter of the N.A.A.C.P. for 12 years and worked to integrate its schools and faculty. During the riots in Newark in 1967, he was serving with the National Guard and walked the streets to quiet the disturbances. Afterward, Gov. Richard J. Hughes appointed him vice chairman of the commission that investigated the disorder.

Mr. Brown’s first wife was the late Elaine Camilla Williams Brown. He is survived by his second wife, Jennie Davis Brown; two children from his first marriage, Raymond M. Brown and Deborah Elaine Brown Bowles; two stepchildren, Clifton O’Neill Howell and Denise Louise Howell Randall; and seven grandchildren.

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PRESIDENT BARACK HUSSEIN OBAMA: NOBEL PEACE PRIZE LAUREATE

Wow….President Obama a Nobel Peace Prize winner.

Will wonders ever cease?

Hmm. Well, I guess congratulations are in order. Way to go, President Obama. Now, don’t muck it up,’kay.

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The Nobel Peace Prize is a reminder of the gap between the ambitious promise of President Obama’s words and his accomplishments.

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    A NEW KIND OF IDOL: LOU JING

    Hatred of blackness and black blood is not just confined to the shores of America, as the following article shows.

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    Wednesday, September 30th, 2009 | by J. Baker

    Lou Ching is an all-around normal and attractive 20-year-old girl from Shanghai who likes clothes, (presumably) boys, the mall and has big dreams of becoming a singing superstar. So big that in August she became a contestant on China’s Let’s Go! Oriental Angel, a televised talent contest much like our beloved American Idol. So what’s the big deal? Lou is Black.

    To clarify, Lou Jing is biracial. The product of an extra-marital affair between her Chinese mother and an African-American man, naturally the circumstances surrounding her birth make for great TV, which the show’s producers have played up, and playing Lou in the process. A baby born out of an affair is hardly news in any country, but the simple fact that her mom slept with a Black man and Lou was born has made the girl the focus of a rapidly growing debate about what it means to really be Chinese. Lou’s birth and upbringing in China, and pretty much her life until now, has been disregarded by many simply due to the fact that she has Black blood in her veins, something that I suspect would be different if her father was White. Naturally, she and her mother have their fair share of haters, some just displaying outright racism and disrespect towards both of them, hidden by the cloak of the internet. Seen over at China Smack:

    Lou Jing’s mother had a husband, then had an extramarital affair with a black man, then gave birth to Lou Jing, and then after her birth divorced.
    And that black devil, after fucking ran back to his home in Africa.
    It is unimaginable how that Shanghainese man [husband], excited and anxious to see his own “daughter”, must have felt when he saw that she was black…

    and while strolling through the comments, presumably made by Chinese readers:

    There is nothing wrong with the daughter, but her mother is indeed a bitch/slut, married but still getting involved with a black person, probably for the great “love” too. Too bad the black man treated her as a toy. Chinese girls, please have a little more self-respect.


    Black people actually have a pretty high standing internationally, many famous fashion models and stars are all married to black people.
    However in China, this kind of thing is a little embarrassing/shameful.

    I think this mother is still very great/admirable.
    Willing to face her own mistakes, I ask how many TF here would dare to face [such mistakes].
    A single mother able to bring up a daughter is already very difficult/impressive, much less one with a different skin color, the difficulties are imaginable.
    Everyone has the ability to analyze what is right, what is wrong. Everyone think about it, don’t be so immature, opening your mouth to hurl abuse without thinking. Be a bit more understanding with other people.

    I think Lou Jing should not be condemned, she herself did nothing wrong, and if her father was an American white person, she probably would not be discriminated against. In the end, it is still racism.

    Black people’s tools/weapons are big! Her mother must have been very satisfied! Even having the audacity to go on television! Probably hoping that Africa can see [the television show], and [the father] will come to recognize his daughter, haha!

    I wonder, if Lou’s father was Chinese and had married an African American woman, would she and her mother be vilified in such a manner? It would be too easy, and too long (for this piece), to explore global perceptions of African and African American men and women, as well as double standards of male and female infidelity, so remind me to do that later.

    Here in America, Lou probably wouldn’t so much as spark a flint of controversy, since bi-racial people are a part of our country’s DNA, but it seems that the outrage expressed over Lou in China brings to light the country’s awkward attitude toward it’s biracial population. And they are not alone, Japan just got around to making citizens of its estimated 20,000+ mixed-raced children, which is surprising given it’s post-WWII boom of biracial children. This is not to say that all biracial children in Asia are the victim of such attacks. Still, many suspect that children of Asian and non-Caucasian unions are often targeted more than their half-Caucasian counterparts, partially due to the fact that Caucasian standards of beauty are far more accepted in Asia, right down to the eyelids. Ironically, while Lou has been a catalyst in what seems to be an overdue debate, in America she would be seen as a Black girl, due to that wonderful “One Drop Rule” that dictated that anyone with African ancestry was black. But is that fair to her? Does that make Americans any better than the Chinese?

    Seeing that American, unlike Asian, society is not homogeneous, even if some of us would like it to be, Lou Jing isn’t so newsworthy because of her skin tone, but more  because she is an example of what the world’s future holds, and to some it is a scary prospect. As people of all colors and cultures increasingly open themselves up to travel and international living, naturally we will have to be willing to accept children with dual ethnicities and cultural sensibilities, no matter where they are. With increased immigration into EU, Asia and South America, from the Middle East and Africa, it’s no longer as simple as Black and White…or Asian.

    Through it all, don’t think Jing is going down without a fight, she posted a response for her critics:

    I am DragonTV Angel Lou Jing, and here I make a statement!
    1.    My father is American, not African.
    2.    I am a born and bred Shanghainese person.
    3.    I should not have to bear my parents’ mistake, I am innocent!
    4.    Sternly but strongly protest some people’s racism, my skin color should not become a target of attack!
    I reserve the right to take legal action!

    Word to Lisa Wu.

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    IN FIRST LADY’S ROOTS, A COMPLEX PATH FROM SLAVERY

    Barack Obama Campaign

    Fraser Robinson III and his wife, Marian, with their children, Craig and Michelle, now the first lady.

     

    Published: October 7, 2009

    WASHINGTON — In 1850, the elderly master of a South Carolina estate took pen in hand and painstakingly divided up his possessions. Among the spinning wheels, scythes, tablecloths and cattle that he bequeathed to his far-flung heirs was a 6-year-old slave girl valued soon afterward at $475. 

    In his will, she is described simply as the “negro girl Melvinia.” After his death, she was torn away from the people and places she knew and shipped to Georgia. While she was still a teenager, a white man would father her first-born son under circumstances lost in the passage of time.

    In the annals of American slavery, this painful story would be utterly unremarkable, save for one reason: This union, consummated some two years before the Civil War, represents the origins of a family line that would extend from rural Georgia, to Birmingham, Ala., to Chicago and, finally, to the White House.

    Melvinia Shields, the enslaved and illiterate young girl, and the unknown white man who impregnated her are the great-great-great-grandparents of Michelle Obama, the first lady.

    Viewed by many as a powerful symbol of black advancement, Mrs. Obama grew up with only a vague sense of her ancestry, aides and relatives said. During the presidential campaign, the family learned about one paternal great-great-grandfather, a former slave from South Carolina, but the rest of Mrs. Obama’s roots were a mystery.

    Now the more complete map of Mrs. Obama’s ancestors — including the slave mother, white father and their biracial son, Dolphus T. Shields — for the first time fully connects the first African-American first lady to the history of slavery, tracing their five-generation journey from bondage to a front-row seat to the presidency.

    The findings — uncovered by Megan Smolenyak, a genealogist, and The New York Times — substantiate what Mrs. Obama has called longstanding family rumors about a white forebear.

    While President Obama’s biracial background has drawn considerable attention, his wife’s pedigree, which includes American Indian strands, highlights the complicated history of racial intermingling, sometimes born of violence or coercion, that lingers in the bloodlines of many African-Americans. Mrs. Obama and her family declined to comment for this article, aides said, in part because of the personal nature of the subject.

    “She is representative of how we have evolved and who we are,” said Edward Ball, a historian who discovered that he had black relatives, the descendants of his white slave-owning ancestors, when he researched his memoir, “Slaves in the Family.”

    “We are not separate tribes of Latinos and whites and blacks in America,” Mr. Ball said. “We’ve all mingled, and we have done so for generations.”

    The outlines of Mrs. Obama’s family history unfolded from 19th century probate records, yellowing marriage licenses, fading photographs and the recollections of elderly women who remember the family. Ms. Smolenyak, who has traced the ancestry of many prominent figures, began studying the first lady’s roots in earnest after conducting some preliminary research into Mrs. Obama’s ancestry for an article published in The New York Times earlier this year.

    Of the dozens of relatives she identified, Ms. Smolenyak said, it was the slave girl who seemed to call out most clearly.

    “Out of all Michelle’s roots, it’s Melvinia who is screaming to be found,” she said.

    When her owner, David Patterson, died in 1852, Melvinia soon found herself on a 200-acre farm with new masters, Mr. Patterson’s daughter and son-in law, Christianne and Henry Shields. It was a strange and unfamiliar world.

    In South Carolina, she had lived on an estate with 21 slaves. In Georgia, she was one of only three slaves on property that is now part of a neat subdivision in Rex, near Atlanta.

    Whether Melvinia labored in the house or in the fields, there was no shortage of work: wheat, corn, sweet potatoes and cotton to plant and harvest, and 3 horses, 5 cows, 17 pigs and 20 sheep to care for, according to an 1860 agricultural survey.

    It is difficult to say who might have impregnated Melvinia, who gave birth to Dolphus around 1859, when she was perhaps as young as 15. At the time, Henry Shields was in his late 40s and had four sons ages 19 to 24, but other men may have spent time on the farm.

    “No one should be surprised anymore to hear about the number of rapes and the amount of sexual exploitation that took place under slavery; it was an everyday experience, “ said Jason A. Gillmer, a law professor at Texas Wesleyan University, who has researched liaisons between slave owners and slaves. “But we do find that some of these relationships can be very complex.”

    In 1870, three of Melvinia’s four children, including Dolphus, were listed on the census as mulatto. One was born four years after emancipation, suggesting that the liaison that produced those children endured after slavery. She gave her children the Shields name, which may have hinted at their paternity or simply been the custom of former slaves taking their master’s surnames. 

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    Even after she was freed, Melvinia stayed put, working as a farm laborer on land adjacent to that of Charles Shields, one of Henry’s sons.

    But sometime in her 30s or 40s, census records show, Melvinia broke away and managed to reunite with former slaves from her childhood on the Patterson estate: Mariah and Bolus Easley, who settled with Melvinia in Bartow County, near the Alabama border. Dolphus married one of the Easleys’ daughters, Alice, who is Mrs. Obama’s great-great-grandmother.

    A community “that had been ripped apart was somehow pulling itself back together,” Ms. Smolenyak said of the group in Bartow County.

    Still, Melvinia appears to have lived with the unresolved legacy of her childhood in slavery until the very end. Her 1938 death certificate, signed by a relative, says “don’t know” in the space for the names of her parents, suggesting that Melvinia, then in her 90s, may never have known herself.

    Sometime before 1888, Dolphus and Alice Shields continued the migration, heading to Birmingham, a boomtown with a rumbling railroad, an iron and steel industry and factories that attracted former slaves and their children from across the South.

    Dolphus Shields was in his 30s and very light skinned — some say he looked like a white man — a church-going carpenter who could read, write and advance in an industrializing town. By 1900, he owned his own home, census records show. By 1911, he had opened his own carpentry and tool sharpening business.

    A co-founder of First Ebenezer Baptist Church and Trinity Baptist Church, which later became active in the civil rights movement, he supervised Sunday schools at both churches, which still exist today, and at Regular Missionary Baptist Church.

    “He was the dean of the deacons in Birmingham,” said Helen Heath, 88, who attended church with him. “He was a serious man. He was about business.”

    He carried his family into the working-class, moving into a segregated neighborhood of striving black homeowners and renters. In his home, there was no smoking, no cursing, no gum chewing, no lipstick or trousers for ladies and absolutely no blues on the radio, which was reserved for hymns, remembered Bobbie Holt, 73, who was raised by Mr. Shields and his fourth wife, Lucy. She said the family went to church “every night of the week, it seemed like.”

    He carried peppermints for neighborhood children, Mrs. Holt said, and told funny stories about his escapades as a boy. But his family struggled.

    His first wife, Alice Easley Shields, moved around after they split up, working as a seamstress and a maid, and two of their sons stumbled.

    Robert Lee Shields, Mrs. Obama’s great-grandfather, married Annie Lawson in 1906 and worked as a laborer and a railroad porter but disappeared from the public record sometime around his 32nd birthday.

    Willie Arthur Shields, an inventor who obtained patents for improving dry cleaning operations, ended up working as a maintenance man, Mrs. Holt said.

    As for his ancestry, Dolphus Shields didn’t talk about it.

    “We got to the place where we didn’t want anybody to know we knew slaves; people didn’t want to talk about that,” said Mrs. Heath, who said she assumed he had white relatives because his skin color and hair texture “told you he had to be near white.”

    At a time when blacks despaired at the intransigence and violence of whites who barred them from voting, from most city jobs, from whites-only restaurants and from owning property in white neighborhoods, Dolphus Shields served as a rare link between the deeply divided communities.

    His carpentry shop stood in the white section of town, and he mixed easily and often with whites. “They would come to his shop and sit and talk,” Mrs. Holt said.

    Dolphus Shields firmly believed race relations would improve. “It’s going to come together one day,” he often said, Mrs. Holt recalled.

    By the time he died in 1950 at age 91, change was on the way. On June 9, 1950, the day that his obituary appeared on the front page of The Birmingham World, the black newspaper also ran a banner headline that read, “U.S. Court Bans Segregation in Diners and Higher Education.” The Supreme Court had outlawed separate but equal accommodations on railway cars and in universities in Texas and Oklahoma.

    Up North, his grandson, a painter named Purnell Shields, Mrs. Obama’s grandfather, was positioning his family to seize the widening opportunities in Chicago.

    But as his descendants moved forward, they lost touch with the past. Today, Dolphus Shields lies in a neglected black cemetery, where patches of grass grow knee-high and many tombstones have toppled.

    Mrs. Holt, a retired nursing assistant, said he came to her in a dream last month. She dug up his photograph, never guessing that she would soon learn that Dolphus Shields was a great-great-grandfather of the first lady.

    “Oh, my God,” said Mrs. Holt, gasping at the news. “I always looked up to him, but I would never have imagined something like this. Praise God, we’ve come a long way.”

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    “Oh, my God,” said Mrs. Holt, gasping at the news. “I always looked up to him, but I would never have imagined something like this. Praise God, we’ve come a long way.”

     

    Yes, Mrs. Holt, we have come a long way.

    Yes…..we…..have.

    A painful and bitter legacy of the Black American experience in America.

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    BLACK WOMEN’S HEALTH IMPERATIVE: WOMEN DEMOCRATIC SENATORS DISCUSS GENDER DISCRIMINATION IN HEALTH INSURANCE SYSTEM

     

     

     

    Who Will Appear:        
    Senator Barbara Mikulski
    Senator Barbara Boxer
    Senator Patty Murray
    Senator Mary Landrieu
    Senator Debbie Stabenow
    Senator Maria Cantwell
    Senator Amy Klobuchar
    Senator Jeanne Shaheen
    Senator Kay Hagan
    Senator Kirsten Gillibrand

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    WOMEN DEMOCRATIC SENATORS TO
    APPEAR ON LARRY KING LIVE TONIGHT
    TO DISCUSS GENDER DISCRIMINATION IN THE CURRENT HEALTH INSURANCE SYSTEM

     
    Women Democratic Senators will appear together this evening on CNN’s Larry King Live to discuss health disparities that exist between men and women in our current health insurance system. 
     

     

    Under our status quo health care system, insurance companies charge women more than men for the same coverage in the majority of states.  In eight states and the District of Columbia , insurance companies also deny coverage to victims of domestic violence. In addition, very few insurance companies cover maternity care.

    Women Democratic Senators are on track to reform the health insurance system in a meaningful way and putting a stop to these discriminatory health practices against women.

     

     

     

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    HATEWATCH: A SLICK DVD DEFENDS RACISM

    by Sonia Scherr on October 8, 2009

    A new DVD is a hit among white supremacists looking for a smart-sounding defense of their beliefs.

    Contrary to its title, A Conversation about Race isn’t really a conversation about race at all, but a slick 58-minute documentary devoted to proving the thesis that racism is a bogus concept invented to oppress whites. Debut filmmaker Craig Bodeker — who appears in his documentary with a surfer-style blond ’do, collared shirt and jeans — is upfront about his project:

    “I … can’t think of another issue that is more artificial, manufactured and manipulated than this whole construct called racism,” he says in a voice-over as the documentary begins.

    Later, on camera, he continues: “This construct of racism is not an objective term. It has no concise definition. In fact, it’s used too often as a tool of intimidation, like a hammer, against Caucasian whites.”

    Although we don’t believe that only whites can be racist, Bodeker’s efforts to refute the entire concept of racism are far from scientific. He interviews people he finds through a Craigslist ad (ambiguously titled “Ending Racism Now”) and on a street corner in Denver, Colo., where he lives. The interviewees, who represent a variety of races and ethnicities, earnestly answer Bodeker’s questions, clearly ignorant (at least initially) of his slant. When they say they see racism in their daily lives but fail to cite strong examples, the filmmaker feels justified in sticking a knife in racism. “All of these examples of this so-called racism that permeates our nation — none of them really amount to anything,” he says to the camera. Bodeker never says whether he believes that discrimination found by courts and government commissions also doesn’t “really amount to anything.”

    As the documentary progresses, Bodeker asks his subjects whether black men are more skilled than white men at basketball. When some answer yes, but then refuse to say that whites score higher on standardized tests because they’re smarter, Bodeker has more ammunition. “I guess it’s OK to say that one race is better at something than another, as long as the one race is never white people,” he complains. He makes no effort to examine the scientific findings on intelligence and race, which have yet to produce convincing evidence that IQ differences are caused by genetics.

    After trying to get interviewees to admit that blacks are more criminal than whites, he cites rape statistics in which black men were perpetrators and white women were victims. “If selecting people for discrimination based on their skin color is racism, and it’s a bad thing,” he says, “well, isn’t selecting people for rape because of their skin color also a bad thing? In fact, isn’t it a much worse thing?” What he neglects to mention is that it’s unclear how many, if any, of the black-on-white rapes were hate crimes — that is, motivated at least in part by racial bias. An offense isn’t a hate crime simply because the victim and perpetrator are of different races.

    Moreover, Bodeker asserts that Latinos are deliberately taking away whites’ majority status. “If we object to the stated agenda of replacing whites as the racial majority in America with Hispanics, it’s us who get called the racists,” he says, “not the people who are openly and actively working to change the racial makeup of our country.”

    Bodeker’s documentary has received most of its praise from hate publications and groups, including Vdare.com, The Occidental Quarterly, the National Policy Institute, American Renaissance and the Council of Conservative Citizens’ Citizens Informer. (One so-called mainstream fan of the film is the controversial black scholar Carol Swain, a professor of political science and law at Vanderbilt University and a member of the National Council for the Humanities. In a blurb posted on the documentary’s website, Swain calls the film “outstanding” and “meticulously done.” “[I]t offers people of all races a rare opportunity to engage in cross-racial dialogue,” she writes. “I highly recommend this film for social science courses dealing with race, class, and ethnicity.”)

    The South Carolina Council of Conservative Citizens — a white supremacist group whose national conference Bodeker attended in June in Mississippi — recently hosted a big-screen showing of the movie in three locations. Since the documentary’s release last year, Bodeker has given interviews to the Romanian National Vanguard News Agency (motto: “International News for People of European Descent”), Mark Dankof (a radio broadcaster who also contributes to the anti-Semitic American Free Press), and The Political Cesspool, an overtly anti-Semitic, racist show whose guests have included former Klan boss David Duke, neo-Nazi April Gaede and Holocaust denier Mark Weber.

    During these interviews, Bodeker manages to undermine his own argument, providing plenty of evidence that racism — the belief that one race is superior to another — really does exist.

    On The Political Cesspool’s Jan. 31 show, for instance, one of the hosts asserts that “everything that is good about civilization — just about everything that is good, from literature to works of art to law is something that came from our [white people’s] minds.”

    Bodeker’s response? “I have to agree.”

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    COLORLINES: YOUNG, GREEN AND BROKE

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    October 8, 2009 ColorLines Direct. News and commentary from ColorLines magazine and RaceWire blog.


    Rinku Sen and Billy Parish: Young, Green and Broke

    The percentage of young people without a job is a staggering 53.4 percent, the highest figure since World War II. Looking deeper, the statistics for youth of color are terrible and telling.

     


    Sept/Oct 2009 Issue Online Now!
    Punishing Youth with Deportation
    A San Francisco policy punishes already vulnerable immigrant students for life.

    Discriminatory Housing Lockouts Amid Post-Katrina Rebuilding
    St. Bernard Parish has the support of Alice Walker and Oprah Winfrey, but continues to exclude Black residents.

     

     


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    We’ll be at “Ethnic Studies 40 Years Later: Race Resistance and Relevance” this week, an academic conference celebrating the 40th anniversary both of the founding of the field of Ethnic Studies and the College of Ethnic Studies at San Francisco State, October 7-10, 2009.White House Raises Hopes for Kinder, Gentler Immigrant Detention
    Soon, undocumented immigrants may be eligible to enjoy an expense-paid hotel stay just before being jetted off to their country of origin, never to see their families again, courtesy of the federal government.

    Celebrating Henrietta Lacks’ “Immortal” Life After Death

    Just days before her diagnosis with cancer, Lacks had been one of 10,000 who participated in a march demanding a cure for polio. In 1954 Jonas Salk developed that cure. He did it using cells from the cancer in the body of Henrietta Lacks.

    “Greasy Like Chicken”: Chris Rock’s ‘Good Hair’ Pitch Takes a Nap on Race and Gender [VIDEO]
    Can the history of Black hair politics really be summed up in a 95 minute documentary?

     

     

     

    “Care”: Word Means the Public’s Health Isn’t Optional [VIDEO] With Max Baucus sinking the public option in committee, and debate still raging about our national health crisis, let’s take a step back and look at the fundamentals of our conversation.


     

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    IN REMEMBRANCE: 10-4-2009

    SAM CARR, DRUMMER WHO WAS AN ANCHOR IN THE BLUES SCENE

    JACKSON, Miss. (AP) — Sam Carr, a drummer who was considered an anchor in the blues scene that continues to draw fans to the poverty-stricken Delta region where the music form was born, died Monday. He was 83.

    Carr died of congestive heart failure, said John Andrews, director of Century Funeral Home in Clarksdale.

    Carr had a reputation as one of the best blues drummers in the country, but he made his living in the Mississippi Delta where he was raised.

    At one time or another, Carr had backed big names like Sonny Boy Williamson II and Buddy Guy.

    Carr had received multiple honors, including the Governor’s Award for Excellence in the Arts in 2007. He also received several awards from Living Blues magazine.

    Carr’s father was 1930s blues guitarist and vocalist Robert Nighthawk who made famous the song, “Sweet Black Angel.” Early in his career Carr often played with father.

    Carr was born Samuel Lee McCollum in 1926 near Marvell, Ark. His name was changed after he was adopted as a toddler by a Mississippi family with a farm near Dundee, according to a biography written by Barretta.

    He moved back to Arkansas at age 16 and collected money at door of clubs where his father performed.

    He worked as a sharecropper before turning his full attention to blues music, moving to St. Louis and playing bass with harmonica player Tree Top Slim.

    He returned to Mississippi in the early 1960s and formed the Jellyroll Kings.


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    MAREK EDELMAN, LAST SURVIVING MEMBER OF THE 1943 WARSAW GHETTO REVOLT

    WARSAW, Poland (AP) – Marek Edelman, the last surviving leader of the ill-fated 1943 Warsaw ghetto revolt against the Nazis, died Friday at the age of 90.

    Edelman died of old age at the family home of his friend Paula Sawicka, where he had lived for the past two years.

    “He died at home, among friends, among his close people,” Sawicka told The Associated Press.

    Most of Edelman’s adult life was dedicated to the defense of human life, dignity and freedom. He fought the Nazis in the doomed Warsaw ghetto revolt and later in the Warsaw city Uprising. And then for decades he fought communism in Poland.

    His heroism earned him the French Legion of Honor and Poland’s highest civilian distinction, the Order of the White Eagle.

    One of the few survivors of three weeks of uneven struggle in the Warsaw ghetto, he felt obliged to preserve the memory of the fallen heroes of that first large-scale Jewish revolt against the Nazis. Each year, on the revolt’s anniversary, he laid flowers at Warsaw’s monument to the ghetto heroes, and called for tolerance.

    ‘Man is evil, by nature man is a beast,” he said, and therefore people “have to be educated from childhood, from kindergarten, that there should be no hatred.”

    He also felt obliged to appeal repeatedly to the world for freedom and peace – even when it had to be won in a fight.

    “When you cannot defend freedom through peaceful means, you have to use arms to fight Nazism, dictatorship, chauvinism,” Edelman said in an 2008 interview with The Associated Press in his apartment in the central city of Lodz, which was filled with portraits of Jews and of scenes reminiscent of the Holocaust.

    He worked at a city hospital Lodz, almost to his last day.

    Edelman was born Jan. 1, 1919 in Homel, which was then in eastern Poland and is now in Belarus. His family soon moved to Warsaw.

    When the Nazis invaded Poland on Sept.1, 1939, Edelman was member of Bund, a Jewish socialist organization that later masterminded plans for resistance against the occupying Germans.

    The Germans set up the Warsaw ghetto in November 1940, cramming some 460,000 Jews from the city and from across Poland in inhuman conditions. After a year, almost half the people there had died of disease and starvation.

    The resistance plans were implemented April 19, 1943, when the Nazis moved to liquidate the ghetto by killing or sending some remaining 60,000 residents to the death camps. Thousands were put on regular transports to the death camps of Treblinka, Majdanek and Sobibor.

    But that April, the well-trained German troops encountered unexpectedly fierce resistance from a few hundred young, poorly armed Jewish civilians, determined to die fighting rather than in gas chambers.

    At the age of 23, Edelman took command of a brush-makers unit, based at a brush factory.

    “No one believed they would be saved,” Edelman said. “We knew t h e struggle was doomed, but it showed the world there was resistance against the Nazis, that you could fight the Nazis.”

    They had few guns and no food but were driven by a goal.

    The Nazis “wanted to destroy the people and we fought to protect the people in the ghetto, to extend their lives by a day, or two or five,” he said.

    The ghetto fighters inflicted heavy losses on the Germans, but eventually succumbed. More than 55,000 people were killed or deported to Nazi concentration camps when the uprising failed.

    The uprising’s leaders were rounded up in a bunker and, seeing no chance of escape, committed suicide on May 8, 1943.

    The Nazis razed the ghetto street by street, as part of their so-called “final solution” in which they killed 6 million people in their efforts to wipe out European Jewry.

    Edelman was not in the bunker. With a small group of survivors, he left through the sewers to the Aryan side of Warsaw, where he found places to hide a nd helped coordinate Jewish partisan groups in nearby forests.

    The deadly struggle was “worth it … even at the price of the fighters’ lives,” he said later. “They could not be saved, anyway.”

    In August and September of 1944, Edelman fought in the Warsaw Uprising, another ill-fated revolt meant to free the capital from Germans ahead of the advancing Red Army.

    After the war, Edelman became a cardiologist in Lodz. He joined the democratic opposition and the Solidarity freedom movement, and was interned under the Dec.13, 1981, martial law aimed against Solidarity.

    In the end, the Solidarity movement led to the ouster of communists from power in Poland in 1989.

    Edelman’s wife, Alina Margolis-Edelman, worked as a nurse in the Warsaw ghetto and after the war became a pediatrician. With their son, Aleksander, and daughter, Anna, she left Poland for France following the communist-sponsored anti-Semitic purges of 1968. She died in Paris on March 23, 200 8 .

    But Edelman never wanted to leave Poland.

    “When you were responsible for the life of some 60,000 people, you don’t leave and abandon the memory of them,” he told the AP.

    He held honorary doctorate of the Yale University.

    He is survived by his son, Aleksander, his daughter, Anna, and grandchildren Liza and Tomek.


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    ASHLEY JEWELL, FORMER FIANCEE OF ‘THE REAL HOUSEWIVES OF ATLANTA’
     
    ATLANTA (AP) — The former fiance of a cast member from “The Real Housewives of Atlanta” died Friday night after a fight outside an Atlanta strip club, and police said they had charged a man in his death.

    Atlanta police spokesman James Polite said Fredrick Richardson was charged with voluntary manslaughter in the death of Ashley “A.J.” Jewell, who died from massive head injuries after the fight in the parking lot of the Body Tap Club.

    Jewell was engaged to “Housewives” cast member Kandi Burruss until August. He appeared in several episodes of the television show, which follows the lives of metro Atlanta socialites.

    Police say Jewell worked at the strip club, but they are not sure what started the fight.

    Richardson was in the hospital, and police didn’t immediately know his age or whether he had an attorney.

    Burruss, a Grammy award-winning songwriter who penned TLC’s hit “No Scrubs,” posted a message on her Twitter account early Saturday.

    “im just in one of those moods where i dont wanna talk, i dont wanna b held & told its gonna b ok. i just wanna cry myself 2 sleep, alone,” wrote the 33-year-old Burruss, who was also was a member of 1990s R&B group Xscape. “I could never n a million years imagine this happening. please pray for AJ’s children.”

    Burruss told Essence.com in an interview last month that she was caring for Jewell’s 12-year-old twin daughters.

    “He would have taken them with him, but they needed a strong female role model and wanted to stay with me,” she said.


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    LUCY VODDE, INSPIRATION FOR THE BEATLES’ SONG, “LUCY IN THE SKY WITH DIAMONDS”
     
    LONDON (AP) — Lucy Vodden, who provided the inspiration for the Beatles’ classic song “Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds,” has died after a long battle with lupus. She was 46.

    Her death was announced Monday by St. Thomas’ Hospital in London, where she had been treated for the chronic disease for more than five years, and by her husband, Ross Vodden. Britain’s Press Association said she died last Tuesday. Hospital officials said they could not confirm the day of her death.

    Vodden’s connection to the Beatles dates back to her early days, when she made friends with schoolmate Julian Lennon, John Lennon’s son.

    Julian Lennon, then 4 years old, came home from school with a drawing one day, showed it to his father, and said it was “Lucy in the sky with diamonds.”

    At the time, John Lennon was gathering material for his contributions to “Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band,” a landmark album released to worldwide acclaim in 1967.

    The elder Lennon seized on the image and developed it into what is widely regarded as a psychedelic masterpiece, replete with haunting images of “newspaper taxis” and a “girl with kaleidoscope eyes.”

    Rock music critics thought the song’s title was a veiled reference to LSD, but John Lennon always claimed the phrase came from his son, not from a desire to spell out the initials LSD in code.

    Vodden lost touch with Julian Lennon after he left the school following his parents’ divorce, but they were reunited in recent years when Julian Lennon, who lives in France, tried to help her cope with the disease.

    He sent her flowers and vouchers for use at a gardening center near her home in Surrey in southeast England, and frequently sent her text messages in an effort to buttress her spirits.

    “I wasn’t sure at first how to approach her,” Julian Lennon told the Associated Press in June. “I wanted at least to get a note to her. Then I heard she had a great love of gardening, and I thought I’d help with something she’s passionate about, and I love gardening too. I wanted to do something to put a smile on her face.”

    In recent months, Vodden was too ill to go out most of the time, except for hospital visits.

    She enjoyed her link to the Beatles, but was not particularly fond of “Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds.”

    “I don’t relate to the song, to that type of song,” she told the Associated Press in June. “As a teenager, I made the mistake of telling a couple of friends at school that I was the Lucy in the song and they said, ‘No, it’s not you, my parents said it’s about drugs.’ And I didn’t know what LSD was at the time, so I just kept it quiet, to myself.”

    Vodden is the latest in a long line of people connected to the Beatles who died at a relatively young age.

    The list includes John Lennon, gunned down at age 40, manager Brian Epstein, who died of a drug overdose when he was 32, and original band member Stuart Sutcliffe, who died of a brain hemorrhage at 21.

    A spokeswoman for Julian Lennon and his mother, Cynthia Lennon, said they were “shocked and saddened” by Vodden’s death.

    Angie Davidson, a lupus sufferer who is campaign director of the St. Thomas’ Lupus Trust, said Vodden was “a real fighter” who had worked behind the scenes to support efforts to combat the disease.

    “It’s so sad that she has finally lost the battle she fought so bravely for so long,” said Davidson.


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    SADIE AND BESSIE DELANY: “HAVING OUR SAY” – THE THEATRICAL PRESENTATION RETURNS

    A few years ago I was delighted to read the autobiographical book of the famous Delany sisters, Sadie and Bessie Delany:
      
      
    Having Our Say The Delany Sisters’ First 100 Years. by Emily Mann, Annie Elizabeth Delany, Sarah Louise Delany, and Amy Hill Hearth (Paperback – Jan 1998)
    4.4 out of 5 stars (100)
      
      
    Their lovely book told of their lives from young women making their way in the world, through segregation, lynchings, racism, and sexism, the Civil Rights Movement, all the way up to their twilight years, when they still showed the sass and spiritual faith that had taken them so far in life. Bessie and Sadie both received college degrees, when many people did not even finish a high school education. (Bessie became the second Black woman to practice dentistry in New York, and Sadie became the first Black home economics teacher in a New York high school.)
     
    The sisters were not shy in telling the world the story of their lives, even though they could not see why anyone would be interested in their lives. But, after reading their words, one cannot help but be drawn into such fascinating and interesting lives. (The sisters remained unmarried, and they both lived together, until they died—-Bessie, at 104 in 1995, and Sadie at 109, three and a half years later.) They left a marvelous legacy of remarkable lives, the essence of which still speaks to us all in how to take on the world.
      
    Now, being presented again at the McCarter Theater Center, is the play “Having Our Say: The Delany Sister’s First 100 Years”. The play, written and directed by Emily Mann, has opened to great reviews, and the following New York Times article of the play is a wonderful review.
      
    For those of you who are fortunate, try to go see this play.
      
    The Delany sister’s book is a cherished memoir of their lives, and it is good to see their story on the stage.
      
    They are truly missed.
      
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    THEATER REVIEW: EMILY MANN’S ‘DELANY SISTERS’ BACK AT MCCARTER THEATER
     
    Published: September 25, 2009
     
    Emily Mann couldn’t have planned it better. Just as the nation’s politicians and pundits are talking about race as if it were a new phenomenon and debating whether talking about it helps or hurts African-American leaders like President Obama, Ms. Mann has brought “Having Our Say: The Delany Sisters’ First 100 Years” back to the McCarter Theater Center in a truly lovely production.
     
     
     
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    IN HARMONY Lizan Mitchell, left, and Yvette Freeman portray the centenarian siblings Sadie and Bessie in “Having Our Say: The Delany Sisters’ First 100 Years,” written and directed by Emily Mann.

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    The Delany sisters are two maiden ladies (their term) living quietly together in Mount Vernon, N.Y., and talking (although they can’t imagine why anyone would be interested) about their family and their lives, which span a century.
     
    Sadie, a retired schoolteacher, is 103 years old. Bessie, a retired dentist, is 101. Their father was born a slave in 1858. After hearing Civil War stories at their father’s knee, the sisters lived to see Jim Crow laws, rampant lynchings, the civil rights movement, the assassination of the Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. and the battle of Clarence Thomas and Anita Hill. (“I know a rascal when I see one,” Bessie observes.)
     
    The play is set in 1993, and Bessie (Yvette Freeman) predicts that the United States will have a white woman as president before a black man. “I’m a little psychic,” she explains to Sadie (Lizan Mitchell) and the audience.
     
    That prediction is one of the newly meaningful pleasures in “Having Our Say,” which had its world premiere at the McCarter in early 1995 and moved to Broadway two months later. Ms. Mann, the McCarter’s artistic director, wrote the play and directed it, as she does again, expertly, in 2009. It’s based on an oral history of the same name by the Delanys and a journalist, Amy Hill Hearth.
     
    Fourteen years later, the Delanys’ observations are as fresh as ever, and Ms. Freeman and Ms. Mitchell give splendid performances.
     
    Bessie won’t put up with any nonsense. “People learn not to mess with me from Day 1,” she announces early on. Sadie is confident but a more philosophical sort. “It takes a smart woman to fall in love with a good man,” she observes.
     
    Although they had suitors, neither sister ever married. And after living together all these years, they not only finish each other’s sentences; they finish them together in effortless harmony.
     
    On opening night, there was an unfortunate hint of condescension at first. The predominantly white audience seemed at times to find every pronouncement a little too funny, à la “Elderly black women say the darndest things.” But as the evening proceeds, Bessie and Sadie’s dignity knocks that silliness out of theatergoers’ heads. And the women’s most personal memories remind everyone that we’re all in this together.
     
    In the third and last act, Sadie and Bessie recall the death of their father, an educator who became the first black Episcopal bishop. Both women had been living on their own for a while, but the loss of their father was devastating. “I didn’t realize how safe I felt in the world” when he was around, Sadie recalls. Bessie wishes she had spent more time with her mother and regrets leaving the room and not being at her mother’s side when she breathed her last.
     
    This is a handsome production with exquisitely low-key sets by Daniel Ostling and beautiful projection design by Wendall K. Harrington. Imagine a horizontal black-and-white photograph the height and width of the stage, with a cutout in the bottom center. There the action takes place. Sometimes the screen projection is a Delany family portrait, sometimes a montage of “whites only” signs, sometimes film of civil rights protests, images of the changing world the sisters knew.
     
    Bessie died at 104 in 1995, after “Having Our Say” had been received well on Broadway. Sadie, left behind, died almost three and a half years later. She was 109.
     
    “Having Our Say: The Delany Sisters’ First 100 Years,” by Emily Mann, is at the Berlind Theater, McCarter Theater Center, Princeton, through Oct. 18. Information: (609) 258-2787 or mccarter.org.
     
     
     
     
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    Other books by the Delany sisters:
     
     
    The Delany Sisters' Book of Everyday Wisdom
    The Delany Sisters’ Book of Everyday Wisdom by Sarah Delany (Paperback – September 15, 1996)

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    On My Own at 107: Reflections on Life Without Bessie
    On My Own at 107: Reflections on Life Without Bessie by Sarah L. Delany (Paperback – February 11, 1998)

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    IN REMEMBRANCE: 9-27-2009

    SUSAN ATKINS, MANSON FOLLOWER
     
    Published: September 25, 2009
     
    Susan Atkins, a member of Charles Manson’s murderous “family” who spent the last four decades in prison for her role in one of the most sensational crimes of the 20th century — the killings of the actress Sharon Tate and seven others in 1969 — died Thursday at a women’s prison in Chowchilla, Calif. She was 61.
     
     
    September 25, 2009    

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    Susan Atkins in a 1969 file photo.

    September 25, 2009    

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    Susan Atkins beside her husband, James Whitehouse, during her parole hearing on Sept. 2.

     

     

    She died of natural causes, said Gordon Hinkle, a spokesman for the California Department of Corrections. A year ago, Ms. Atkins received a diagnosis of brain cancer and had a leg amputated.
     
    Before being moved to a medical clinic at the California Central Women’s Facility in Chowchilla last year, Ms. Atkins was incarcerated at the California Institution for Women, in Corona. At her death, she was the longest-serving woman in the California penal system, Mr. Hinkle said.
     
    Ms. Atkins, 21 years old at the time of the killings, was the best known of the three young women convicted with Mr. Manson. Her grand jury testimony helped secure an indictment against Mr. Manson and several adherents — among them Ms. Atkins herself — in what became known as the Tate-LaBianca murders, a killing spree over two nights.
     
    On Aug. 8, 1969, acting on Mr. Manson’s orders, Ms. Atkins and several “family” members broke into Ms. Tate’s home near Beverly Hills, Calif. In the early hours of Aug. 9, they killed five people: Ms. Tate, who was eight and a half months pregnant; Abigail Folger, an heiress to the Folger coffee fortune; Jay Sebring, a celebrity hairstylist; Voytek Frykowski; and Steven Parent. Ms. Tate’s husband, the director Roman Polanski, was abroad at the time.
     
    The next night, also at Mr. Manson’s direction, several of his associates murdered Leno LaBianca, a wealthy supermarket owner, and his wife, Rosemary, in their Los Angeles home.
     
    The motive for the killings was not immediately apparent. Several of Mr. Manson’s followers later testified that he had ordered them in the hope of starting an apocalyptic race war, which he called Helter Skelter, after the Beatles song.
     
    The murders and the ensuing 22-week trial drew the fevered attention of the news media.
     
    They were the subject of a best-selling nonfiction book, “Helter Skelter” (Norton, 1974), by the prosecutor in the case, Vincent Bugliosi, with Curt Gentry, and also engendered a spate of movies, songs and even an opera.
     
    Susan Denise Atkins was born on May 7, 1948, in San Gabriel, Calif., and reared mainly in Northern California. The middle of three children, Ms. Atkins said that her parents were alcoholics and that she was sexually abused by a male relative when she was a girl.
     
    A quiet, middle-class girl, Ms. Atkins sang in her school glee club and church choir. When she was a teenager, her mother died of cancer. Afterward, Ms. Atkins’s father, financially depleted by his wife’s illness, moved the family frequently, often leaving Ms. Atkins and her younger brother with relatives as he looked for work.
     
    At 18, Ms. Atkins quit high school and left home, winding up in the Haight-Ashbury district of San Francisco. She supported herself through odd jobs like secretarial work and topless dancing. Soon, she met Mr. Manson and joined his band of adherents, who settled for a time at the Spahn Ranch, a dilapidated former film set north of Los Angeles. As a member of the “family,” Ms. Atkins was given a new name, Sadie Mae Glutz.
     
    In 1968, Ms. Atkins gave birth to a son. Mr. Manson — who by all accounts was not the father — had her name the child Zezozose Zadfrack Glutz. While he was still a baby, the child was removed from Ms. Atkins’s care and later adopted.
     
    The first murder in which Ms. Atkins was involved was that of Gary Hinman, a friend of Mr. Manson’s. On July 25, 1969, according to news accounts, Mr. Manson dispatched Ms. Atkins and other followers to Mr. Hinman’s home to demand money. After torturing Mr. Hinman for several days, one of the group, Bobby Beausoleil, killed him. The Tate-LaBianca murders took place two weeks later.
     
    In October 1969, Ms. Atkins was arrested for the Hinman murder. In jail, according to Mr. Bugliosi’s book and other accounts, she boasted to cellmates of having stabbed Ms. Tate, tasting her blood and using it to write “Pig” on the front door of the house.
     
    Ms. Atkins, Mr. Manson and other “family” members were charged with the seven Tate-LaBianca murders. Ms. Atkins testified before a grand jury that she had stabbed Ms. Tate repeatedly as she begged for the life of her unborn child. Ms. Atkins later recanted the confession.
     
    The trial began in the summer of 1970. On Jan. 25, 1971, after deliberating for nine days, the jury found Ms. Atkins, Mr. Manson and Patricia Krenwinkel guilty of the five Tate murders. It also found the three of them and Leslie Van Houten guilty of the two LaBianca murders. (Another “family” member, Charles Watson, was convicted separately of all seven murders.) In other trials, Ms. Atkins, Mr. Manson, Mr. Beausoleil and Bruce Davis were convicted of Mr. Hinman’s murder.
     
    Mr. Manson and the three women were sentenced to death. In 1972, after the death penalty was temporarily abolished in California, their sentences were reduced to life imprisonment.
     
    In 1974, Ms. Atkins became a born-again Christian, according to her memoir, “Child of Satan, Child of God” (Logos International, 1977; with Bob Slosser). She denounced Mr. Manson, formed a prison ministry and did charitable work of all kinds. She was routinely denied parole, most recently this month.
     
    In 1981, Ms. Atkins was married in a prison chapel to a flamboyant Texan named Donald Lee Laisure. Mr. Laisure, who said he first met Ms. Atkins in the mid-1960s, described himself in interviews as a multimillionaire; he spelled his surname with a dollar sign in place of the “s.”
     
    Mr. Laisure also told reporters that Ms. Atkins was his 29th wife, in other accounts, his 36th. The marriage was dissolved after a few months. In 1987, Ms. Atkins married James W. Whitehouse, who is now a lawyer.
     
    Ms. Atkins had two brothers, Michael and Steven. The whereabouts of her son are unknown.
     
     
    Dennis Hevesi contributed.
     
      
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    WILLIAM SAFIRE, TIMES COLUMNIST
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    William Safire in 1984. More Photos >

    Published: September 27, 2009
     
    William Safire, a speechwriter for President Richard M. Nixon and a Pulitzer Prize-winning political columnist for The New York Times who also wrote novels, books on politics and a Malaprop’s treasury of articles on language, died at a hospice in Rockville, Md., on Sunday. He was 79. 
    September 26, 2009    
    William Safire, Times Columnist, Dies at 79

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    William Safire during a taping of “Meet the Press” in 2006. More Photos »

     

     

    The cause was pancreatic cancer, said Martin Tolchin, a friend of the family.
     
    There may be many sides in a genteel debate, but in the Safire world of politics and journalism it was simpler: there was his own unambiguous wit and wisdom on one hand and, on the other, the blubber of fools he called “nattering nabobs of negativism” and “hopeless, hysterical hypochondriacs of history.”
     
    He was a college dropout and proud of it, a public relations go-getter who set up the famous Nixon-Khrushchev “kitchen debate” in Moscow, and a White House wordsmith in the tumultuous era of war in Vietnam, Nixon’s visit to China and the gathering storm of the Watergate scandal, which drove the president from office.
     
    Then, from 1973 to 2005, Mr. Safire wrote his twice weekly “Essay” for the Op-Ed Page of The Times, a forceful conservative voice in the liberal chorus. Unlike most Washington columnists who offer judgments with Olympian detachment, Mr. Safire was a pugnacious contrarian who did much of his own reporting, called people liars in print and laced his opinions with outrageous wordplay.
     
    Critics initially dismissed him as an apologist for the disgraced Nixon coterie. But he won the 1978 Pulitzer Prize for commentary, and for 32 years tenaciously attacked and defended foreign and domestic policies, and the foibles, of seven administrations. Along the way, he incurred enmity and admiration, and made a lot of powerful people squirm.
     
    Mr. Safire also wrote four novels, including “Full Disclosure” (Doubleday, 1977), a best-seller about succession issues after a president is blinded in an assassination attempt, and nonfiction that included “The New Language of Politics” (Random House, 1968), and “Before the Fall” (Doubleday, 1975), a memoir of his White House years.
     
    And from 1979 until earlier this month, he wrote “On Language,” a New York Times Magazine column that explored written and oral trends, plumbed the origins and meanings of words and phrases, and drew a devoted following, including a stable of correspondents he called his Lexicographic Irregulars.
     
    The columns, many collected in books, made him an unofficial arbiter of usage and one of the most widely read writers on language. It also tapped into the lighter side of the dour-looking Mr. Safire: a Pickwickian quibbler who gleefully pounced on gaffes, inexactitudes, neologisms, misnomers, solecisms and perversely peccant puns, like “the president’s populism” and “the first lady’s momulism.”
     
    There were columns on blogosphere blargon, tarnation-heck euphemisms, dastardly subjunctives and even Barack and Michelle Obama’s fist bumps. And there were Safire “rules for writers”: Remember to never split an infinitive. Take the bull by the hand and avoid mixing metaphors. Proofread carefully to see if you words out. Avoid clichés like the plague. And don’t overuse exclamation marks!!
     
    Behind the fun, readers said, was a talented linguist who could not resist his addiction to alliterative allusions. There was a consensus too that his Op-Ed essays, mostly written in Washington and syndicated in hundreds of newspapers, were the work of a sophisticated analyst with voluminous contacts and insights into the way things worked in Washington.
     
    Mr. Safire called himself a pundit — the word, with its implication of self-appointed expertise, might have been coined for him — and his politics “libertarian conservative,” which he defined as individual freedom and minimal government. He denounced the Bush administration’s U.S.A. Patriot Act as an intrusion on civil liberties, for example, but supported the war in Iraq.
     
    He was hardly the image of a buttoned-down Times man: The shoes needed a shine, the gray hair a trim. Back in the days of suits, his jacket was rumpled, the shirt collar open, the tie askew. He was tall but bent — a man walking into the wind. He slouched and banged a keyboard, talked as fast as any newyawka and looked a bit gloomy, like a man with a toothache coming on.
     
    His last Op-Ed column was “Never Retire.” He then became head of the Dana Foundation, which supports research in neuroscience, immunology and brain disorders. In 2005, he testified at a Senate hearing in favor of a law to shield reporters from prosecutors’ demands to disclose sources and other information. In 2006, he received the Presidential Medal of Freedom from President George W. Bush. From 1995 to 2004, he was a member of the board that awards the Pulitzer Prizes.
     
    William Safir was born on Dec. 17, 1929, in New York City, the youngest of three sons of Oliver C. and Ida Panish Safir. (The “e” was added to clarify pronunciation.) He graduated from the Bronx High School of Science and attended Syracuse University, but quit after his second year in 1949 to take a job with Tex McCrary, a columnist for The New York Herald Tribune who hosted radio and television shows; the young legman interviewed Mae West and other celebrities.
     
    In 1951, Mr. Safire was a correspondent for WNBC-TV in Europe and the Middle East, and jumped into politics in 1952 by organizing an Eisenhower-for-President rally at Madison Square Garden. He was in the Army from 1952 to 1954, and for a time was a reporter for the Armed Forces Network in Europe. In Naples he interviewed both Ingrid Bergman and Lucky Luciano within a few hours of each other.
     
    In 1959, working in public relations, he was in Moscow to promote an American products exhibition and managed to steer Vice President Richard M. Nixon and Soviet Premier Nikita S. Khrushchev into the “kitchen debate” on capitalism versus communism. He took the photograph that became an icon of the encounter. Nixon was delighted, and hired Mr. Safire for his 1960 campaign for the presidency against John F. Kennedy.
     
    Starting his own public relations firm in 1961, Mr. Safire worked in Gov. Nelson A. Rockefeller’s 1964 presidential race and on John V. Lindsay’s 1965 campaign for mayor of New York. Mr. Safire also wrote his first book, “The Relations Explosion” (Macmillan, 1963).
     
    In 1962, he married the former Helene Belmar Julius, a model, pianist and jewelry designer. The couple had two children, Mark and Annabel. His wife and children survive him, as does a granddaughter.
     
    In 1968, he sold his agency, became a special assistant to President Nixon and joined a White House speechwriting team that included Patrick J. Buchanan and Raymond K. Price Jr. Mr. Safire wrote many of Nixon’s speeches on the economy and Vietnam, and in 1970 coined the “nattering nabobs” and “hysterical hypochondriacs” phrases for Vice President Spiro T. Agnew.
     
    After Arthur Ochs Sulzberger, publisher of The Times, hired Mr. Safire, one critic said it was like setting a hawk loose among doves. As Watergate broke, Mr. Safire supported Nixon, but retreated somewhat after learning that he, like others in the White House, had been secretly taped.
     
    Mr. Safire won his Pulitzer Prize for columns that accused President Jimmy Carter’s budget director, Bert Lance, of shady financial dealings. Mr. Lance resigned, but was acquitted in a trial. He then befriended his accuser.
     
    Years later, Mr. Safire called Hillary Clinton a “congenital liar” in print. Mrs. Clinton said she was offended only for her mother’s sake. But a White House aide said that Bill Clinton, “if he were not the president, would have delivered a more forceful response on the bridge of Mr. Safire’s nose.”
     
    Mr. Safire was delighted, especially with the proper use of the conditional.
     
      
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    DON YARBOROUGH, STIRRED TEXAS POLITICS
     
    Published: September 23, 2009
     
    Don Yarborough, a liberal Texas Democrat whose stiff challenge to John B. Connally Jr. in the primary race for governor in 1962 exposed political tensions that John F. Kennedy hoped to smooth when he visited Texas the following November, died Wednesday at his home in Houston. He was 83.
     
     
    Don Yarborough in 1968.

     

     

    The cause was Parkinson’s disease, said his daughter Sophie de Vise Yarborough.
     
    Mr. Yarborough, a Houston lawyer, put together a surprisingly successful coalition of urban liberals, labor unions, Mexican immigrants and blacks that nearly beat Mr. Connally in a runoff primary in the Texas race in 1962.
     
    Mr. Yarborough campaigned as an all-out supporter of Kennedy and his New Frontier policies. He repeatedly called Mr. Connally “a wolf in sheep’s clothing” for his repudiation of such Kennedy policies as medical care for the aged and increased federal spending on education.
     
    As the 1964 primary season approached, it was generally assumed that Mr. Yarborough, a vocal supporter of Kennedy’s recently proposed civil rights bill, would challenge Mr. Connally again and that another divisive campaign might lead to a split party and a Republican victory in the national election. One purpose of Kennedy’s two-day swing through the state was to unite fractious Democrats.
     
    After Kennedy was assassinated in Dallas on Nov. 22, Lyndon B. Johnson, as president, tried to enforce a political truce in Texas. Liberal candidates agreed not to run against Mr. Connally in the primary race for governor, while conservatives agreed not to run against Senator Ralph Yarborough, a liberal who was unrelated to Don Yarborough.
     
    Don Yarborough, rebuffing Johnson, entered the fray, but this time around, circumstances were quite different. Mr. Connally, who had been shot with Kennedy in Dallas and campaigned with his arm in a sling, won a resounding victory.
     
    Donald Howard Yarborough was born in Dec. 15, 1925, in New Orleans, where his father was president of a bank that went under during the Depression. The family moved to Houston when Don was 12.
     
    After graduating from San Jacinto High School, he enlisted in the Marine Corps, completed officer-training school and he served as a company commander in China at the end of World War II.
     
    He attended the University of Texas on the G.I. Bill, earning a law degree in 1950, and then re-entered the Marines as a judge advocate. On leaving the service, he returned to Houston, where he started a law firm and plunged into civic affairs.
     
    He became president of the Junior Chamber of Commerce in 1956 and in 1960 won its national public-speaking contest.
     
    Paul Harvey, the Chicago radio commentator, heard Mr. Yarborough’s speech and called him a future national leader on his widely syndicated radio show, an endorsement that led to speaking invitations all over Texas.
     
    Mr. Yarborough made an unsuccessful run for lieutenant governor in 1960, but his strong showing against a longtime incumbent encouraged him to run against five other Democrats in the 1962 primary.
     
    He won enough votes to force a runoff with Mr. Connally, who then squeaked by to win the party’s nomination in June by fewer than 30,000 votes.
     
    After his defeat in 1964, Mr. Yarborough entered the primary for a third time in 1968 but lost to Preston A. Smith, the state’s lieutenant governor.
     
    Mr. Yarborough’s first two marriages ended in divorce. Besides his daughter Sophie, of Garrett Park, Md., he is survived by his wife, Charity O’Connell Yarborough; his children, Inez Vanderburg of Austin, Tex., Francey Yarborough of Manhattan, Leverett Yarborough of Bend, Ore., Danny Yarborough of Los Angeles, Donald Arthur Yarborough, known as Patrick, and Mollie O’Connell Yarborough, both of Houston; and four grandchildren.
     
    After leaving politics, Mr. Yarborough returned to his law practice but discovered a new cause in the late 1970s, when he became a Washington lobbyist for a group working for research to cure paraplegia; he also became active in the Council for a Livable World, an organization devoted to halting the spread of nuclear weapons.
     
      
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    ART FERRANTE, POP PIANIST IN FAMED DUO
     
    Published: September 22, 2009
     
    Art Ferrante, who, as half of the piano duo Ferrante & Teicher, entranced millions of listeners in the 1950’s and 1960’s with florid, arpeggio-packed versions of movie themes and popular songs, sprinkled with classical showpieces, died on Saturday at his home in Longboat Key, Fla. He was 88.
     
     
    September 22, 2009    
    Courtesy of the Scott W. Smith Collection

    The pianists Art Ferrante, standing, and Lou Teicher in 1964.

     

     

    The death was confirmed by his manager, Scott W. Smith.
     
    In the golden age of easy-listening music, when conductors and arrangers like Mantovani and Percy Faith soothed American ears assaulted by rock ’n’ roll, Ferrante & Teicher emerged as headliners with their high-energy, declamatory approach to Broadway tunes and film scores, like their hit recordings of the themes from “The Apartment,” “Exodus” and “Midnight Cowboy,” to name three of their biggest hits.
     
    Their records from the 1950’s, which used special effects often intended to highlight the sound capabilities of hi-fi systems, earned them a new generation of fans in the 1990’s who embraced them as seminal figures of the space-age bachelor-pad genre, also known as space-age pop.
     
    Arthur Ferrante was born in Brooklyn on Sept. 7, 1921, and began playing piano at an early age. From childhood he attended Juilliard, where he studied with Carl Friedberg and often played duets with a fellow child prodigy, Lou Teicher.
     
    After graduating in 1940 and earning a postgraduate diploma in 1942, Mr. Ferrante worked as an accompanist for the dancer Paul Draper and also worked with Irving Berlin to help orchestrate his film scores in Hollywood. But he returned to Juilliard in 1946 to teach music theory. There he resumed his partnership with Mr. Teicher in earnest.
     
    The two began performing at nightclubs and in 1947 won a contest on a radio program called “The Big Break” with a torrid rendition of “Begin the Beguine.” The prize — which they got to choose — was a concert at Town Hall in Manhattan, where they made their debut in 1948.
     
    For the next four decades, Mr. Ferrante and Mr. Teicher, who died last year, maintained a busy schedule of touring and recording, although the early years were tough.
     
    “We were not wealthy kids from wealthy families,” Mr. Ferrante told the television show “Entertainment Tonight” in 1986. “We acquired a small fleet of trucks to haul our Steinways in. We drove the trucks, unloaded the pianos, attached the pedals, hammered in the legs. Once we had move them onto the stage we tuned the pianos and practiced.
     
    Then we came back and performed a two-hour concert.”
     
    The duo broke through as recording artists in 1960 with the theme from “The Apartment,” recorded with full orchestra and chorus. The single rose to the upper levels of the pop charts and sold more than a million copies.
     
    Scaling back on the classical selections and embracing film music, the Movie Theme Team, as the duo became known, sold 14 million records in the next four years. “Exodus,” their biggest hit, sold 6.5 million copies and rose to No. 1. A string of film-related hits followed, including “Tonight” from “West Side Story” and the themes from “Mutiny on the Bounty,” “Cleopatra” and “Lawrence of Arabia.”
     
    On stage, the duo developed a flashy, Vegas-style look to complement the trickling glissandi pouring from their keyboards.
     
    “In their patent leather shoes, electric red jackets, black-rimmed spectacles and matching pompadour toupees they are the Tweedle twins of the concert stage,” Time magazine wrote in 1965.
     
    Ferrante & Teicher recorded more than 150 albums. While most stuck to the highly successful formula of movie themes, pop tunes and selections from the classics, their early records, from the 1950’s, explored the outer limits of sonic special effects. Preparing their pianos with rubber mutes, sandpaper, strips of metal, cotton balls and cardboard, and occasionally pounding or plucking the strings, Mr. Ferrante and Mr. Teicher elicited all sorts of odd sound effects in the albums “Hi-Fireworks” (1953), “Soundproof” (1956) and “Blast Off” (1959).
     
    Mr. Ferrante and Mr. Teicher retired in 1989, after performing about 5,200 concerts and making more than 200 television appearances. On “The New Hollywood Squares” in the mid-1980’s, each was given a little electric piano to answer musical questions.
     
    After retirement, they continued to record occasionally. In 2001 they returned to an experimental piece they had begun as Juilliard teachers in 1950, “Denizens of the Deep.” They released it on their own label, Avant-Garde Records, which they had founded in 1983.
     
    Mr. Ferrante is survived by his wife, Jena; a daughter, Brenda Eberhardt of Colorado Springs, Colo.; and two grandchildren.
     
      
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    WILMA COZART FINE, CLASSICAL MUSIC RECORD PRODUCER
     
    Published: September 24, 2009
     
    Wilma Cozart Fine, a record producer who, with her husband, C. Robert Fine, ran the classical division of Mercury Records in the 1950s and early ’60s, producing hundreds of recordings that are still prized by collectors for the depth and realism of their sound, died on Monday at her home in Harrison, N.Y. She was 82.
     
     
    September 25, 2009    
    Universal Music Group

    Wilma Cozart Fine

     

     

    Her death was announced by her son Thomas.
     
    Mrs. Fine was one of the first women to excel at record production, a field that is still dominated by men. She brought sensitivity and taste to her work, which included notable recordings by the conductors Rafael Kubelik, Antal Dorati and John Barbirolli; the composer and conductor Howard Hanson; the Chicago Symphony Orchestra and the Detroit Symphony; the pianists Byron Janis, Gina Bachauer and Sviatoslav Richter; and the cellist Mstislav Rostropovich.
     
    With Mr. Fine, an ingenious recording engineer whom she married in 1957, she developed recording techniques that, even in their early monaural recordings, seemed to capture not only the performance but also a sense of the space in which it took place.
     
    The Fines were among the first to make mass-market stereo recordings, and in the early 1960s they experimented with recording on 35-millimeter film instead of on magnetic recording tape. Among their productions were sonic spectaculars like a 1954 recording of Tchaikovsky’s “1812 Overture” by Dorati and the Minneapolis Symphony, with bells recorded at Yale University and a cannon recorded at West Point, and a 1958 remake, with different bells and cannon.
     
    Mrs. Fine also had a brilliant marketing sense. One of the first things she did when she joined Mercury, in 1950, was persuade the label’s president, Irving Green, to sign the Chicago Symphony Orchestra, then floundering. Mercury’s first recording with that orchestra, overseen by the Fines, was Mussorgsky’s “Pictures at an Exhibition,” with Kubelik conducting, in April 1951. When the recording was released that fall, along with another recording of works by Bartok and Bloch, Howard Taubman wrote in The New York Times that “unless this recording has flattered the ensemble’s competence out of all recognition, one must welcome the Chicagoans back to the top rank of American orchestras.”
     
    But it was another sentence in the review that caught the Fines’ attention: “Thanks to one of the finest technical jobs of recording made on this side of the Atlantic the orchestra’s tone is so lifelike that one feels one is listening to the living presence.” Thereafter, Mercury’s classical discs bore the legend “Living Presence,” and the slogan helped define the company’s goals and achievements.
     
    Mrs. Fine was born in Aberdeen, Miss., on March 29, 1927, and grew up in Fort Worth. She studied music education and business administration at North Texas State University (now the University of North Texas) in Denton and found a job working as Dorati’s personal secretary when he was music director of the Dallas Symphony. When Dorati moved to the Minneapolis Symphony, Mrs. Fine followed, but she soon decided to move to New York, where, with a recommendation from Dorati, she was hired by Mercury.
     
    Besides signing and recording American orchestras, Mrs. Fine and her crew made recordings in London, Vienna and Moscow. She retired in 1964 to rear her sons, who survive her. In addition to Thomas, of Brewster, N.Y., her sons are Matthew, of Montclair, N.J., John, of Port Chester, N.Y., and Christopher, of Ridgewood, N.J. She is also survived by a brother, Eugene Cozart of Fort Worth; and four grandchildren. Mr. Fine died in 1982.
     
    Mrs. Fine came out of retirement in 1989 to oversee the reissue of the Mercury Living Presence recordings on CD. She worked on the remastering project for a decade.
     
     
    This article has been revised to reflect the following correction:
    Correction: September 26, 2009
    An obituary on Friday about Wilma Cozart Fine, a classical record producer, omitted one of her surviving sons. He is Christopher, of Ridgewood , N.J.
     
     
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