My Week in Culture: Of Princes, Carousels, and Idris Elba’s Voice

I know I owe y’all pictures from Istanbul and a food post at some point, but this will have to tide you over for the moment.

The first part of this week was mainly spent watching the local news report on the sever flooding in the Houston area.  This was very reminiscent of Tropical Storm Allison, and less than a year after the Memorial Day floods on 2015, so the local stations were pretty much on Flood-Watch 24/7.  The main difference is that this time it was actually reported OUTSIDE of Houston.  I don’t know if you remember, but when TS Allison hit in June of 2001, the worst of the flooding occurred on the same weekend that convicted terrorist Timothy McVeigh was executed.  If you didn’t live in the immediate Houston environs, you might not have heard a peep about the catastrophic conditions in Houston.

This time, I actually saw national and international news stories about the flooding.  Yay?  There are times when it feels like Houston is totally off of the radar for the rest of the country and world, never mind that we are the 4th largest city in the nation.  I hate that when we do make the news, it takes something like this to remind people that we exist.

Perhaps the biggest cultural news of the week is the death of Prince, musical genius and master of persona.  The outpouring of grief that we saw occur worldwide shows just how much he influenced popular music and popular culture.  I also think there is an element of purity when it comes to Prince.  Michael and Whitney’s legacies were at times overshadowed by their personal demons and drama.  With Prince, we are allowed to mourn someone who meant so much to us without the asterisk(*) that is their personal legacy.  We are allowed to revel in his weirdness, because for so many people it helped us embrace our own oddity.  

Episode VII

Now that I’ve seen Star Wars:  The Force Awakens twice, I feel prepared to write up my thoughts.  After my first screening, I was still caught up in a haze of love and sorrow and ‘Oh Thank God it’s better than the prequels’ to really think about what I liked and what I didn’t.  I’ve also read articles ranging from ‘These 100 Plot Holes Ruined the New Star Wars’ to ‘Is Rey a Mary Sue?’ to ‘What’s up with all of these people that aren’t white or aren’t dudes?’  I now feel prepared to rebut at least some of these morons.  Excuse me, logically impaired neckbeards.  This is not so much of a review of the movie, as it is my thoughts of how it fits in the greater Star Wars universe, and what it says about earlier films.

Needless to say, spoilers abound below.