#booth & williams

[spookykiwisworld]

I really like the idea that the nations aren’t Always working in the govt and sometimes just do their own thing?? like get random degrees and hobbies?? I feel like Matt was some hockey player at some point in some old league as a side thing. Alfred is currently yung gravy

[the-garbanzo-annex-jr]

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[shakespearenews]

“A letter came to me a few years ago from a long-retired actress who had, as a youngster, been taken to see Edwin Booth play King Lear. It seems that towards the end of the play, when the mad Lear was brought face to face with his daughter Cordelia, there was a sharp pause, then – for a second that couldn’t quite be caught or measured – a startled, desperate, longing flicker of near-recognition stirred somewhere behind the old man’s eyes, and then – nothing. The entire audience rose, without thinking, to its feet. It didn’t cheer. It simply stood up. It was as though a single electrical discharge had passed from one body on the stage, instantaneously, through a thousand bodies in the auditorium. Something had been plugged into a socket; two forces had met.

This meeting is what the theater is all about; it is its greatest power . . . The theater gains its natural – and unique – effect not from the mere presence of live actors, or the happy accident of an occasional lively audience, but from existence of a live relationship between these two indispensible conspirators, signaling to one another through space.”

–Walter Kerr (1913-1996) Author and Theater Critic From his book THE THEATER IN SPITE OF ITSELF

[gacougnol]

William Edwin Booth (American, 1908 - 1995)

Morning Mist

1954

[serpentinesheldonserpentine]

Rest in peace, Stanley Booth.

I woke up around seven this morning, proofread my final drafts, and hit “submit”. Just in time, too ‘cause all that’s left in my pantry are a few of those salty cheese–n-peanut butter sandwich crackers. Plus, the fridge is as cold and barren as the hearts of dozens of my previous umm, relationship misjudgments. Nary an egg to scramble or fry. Just a jar of kimchi. Good for the stomach they say.

So I was headed to the Stop and Shop (With the radio on) when I learned that the remarkable Stanley Booth died . Dammit.

Stanley didn’t just dip his toe into the deep, mighty river that is American music, he dove in head first. Broke his back doing so, but he told that story better than I ever could.

Some wrote about the fathers of American music from a distance, offering their wisdom after playing a few sides of a record. Stanley befriended them, joining the legendary Furry Lewis as the old man made his rounds sweeping trash on Memphis streets.

I’d inquired about his health a few years back and an intimate of his said “Oh, ole Stanley is okay”, signaling both that he wasn’t and that there was to be no further discussion of the matter.

I’ll be listening to Let It Bleed tonight and rereading his Red Hot and Blue:Fifty Years of Writing About Music, Memphis, and Motherfuckers. The music Stanley celebrated wasn’t written for TikTok, and neither is Booth’s writing. I’ll put the water on for coffee. Pull up a chair.

[sesiondemadrugada]

Camille (George Cukor, 1936).

[didanagy]

Mary Shelley (2017)

dir. haifaa al-mansour

[exit-babylon]

[agir1ukn0w]

in conclusion save the horse ride a cowboy🐎

[riddled-forensic]

This

But in one of these

[deadpresidents]

The Seward attempt is wild because Powell tried to shoot (at point blank range) the first son that intercepted him but the gun jammed (at which point he bludgeoned the son with it and cracked his head open but he lived) and while he maimed Seward, the only reason he didn’t manage to kill him was because Seward rolled off the bed onto the floor and it was dark enough in the room that Powell couldn’t see very well. Seward’s bloodstained sheet is actually on display in the Seward House museum in Auburn NY in a room set up to look like Seward’s bedroom in his Washington house.

Seward had also been badly injured in a carriage accident a little over a week before the assassination attempt and was wearing a bandage or brace on his face to help heal a broken jaw.

The metal from the brace and the thick canvas of the bandages helped protect Seward when Powell started stabbing him. Seward was still nearly killed by Powell, but that probably kept the attack from being fatal. It's pretty remarkable that Seward not only survived, but eventually went back to work as Secretary of State and even bought Alaska!

[nerds-yearbook]

After an academic discussion about the ramifications of trying to benefit from time travel, Peter Corrigan suddenly found himself transported from 1961 back to April 14th, 1865. Corrigan desperately tried to prevent the assassination of President Abraham Lincoln. While his efforts were in vain, thanks in part to the intervention of John Wilkes Booth, when Corrigan did return to the present he found that he had altered the course of time after all. ("Back There" Twilight Zone, TV)

[storyofmorewhoa]

Tomb of the Lovers of Teruel in San Peter’s Church Romeo and Juliet (2013)

[abs0luteb4stard]

W A T C H I N G

[coneygoil]

“The chief danger that confronts the coming century will be religion without the Holy Ghost, Christianity without Christ, forgiveness without repentance, salvation without regeneration, politics without God, heaven without hell.�� -William Booth

[hallmark-movie-fanatics]

Summer TCA - July 11, 2024 Hallmark Panel

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