Spotify 2023

We have arrived at that time of year when Spotify rounds up the statistics related to my music listening over the last year.

It turns out that I have listened to 4,039 songs this year for a total of 31,783 minutes.  That works out to about 87 minutes per day.

Peak listening was on August 26th with 776 minutes or almost 13 hours in one day.  I was in the top 11% of listeners.  I promise to do better next year, Spotify.

I listened to 1189 artists.  Finding a new artist and doing a deep dive into their catalog is a favorite activity.

The band I listened to the most was Styx at 995 minutes.  I was in the top 0.5% of all Styx fans.

My top five artists:

1. Styx
2. Rush 
3. Queen 
4. K/DA 
5. Van Halen 

The five songs that I played the most were by K/DA.  I blame YouTube.  The song/video Pop Stars was recommended to me last spring.  It is a very catchy tune with an awesome video.  Whenever I need a little pick-me-up, I add a little K/DA to the music queue.

My top five songs:

1. Pop Stars by K/DA
2. More by K/DA
3. The Baddest by K/DA
4. Drum Go Dum by K/DA
5. I'll Show You by K/DA

You can see the whole wrap-up on Spotify here. 

Diplomacy - December 7th

This isn't my story to tell, but it is a story that should not be lost to the mists of time.  Credit to The Diplomad/Lewis Amselem.

A Little Lighthearted Diplomatic Mayhem re Pearl Harbor

I served in Guatemala in the 1980s. While there, I attended countless diplomatic receptions and functions. Most have long slipped from my memory. One, however, I always remember when December 7 rolls around.

Among others in the U.S. Embassy, I got invited to an event at the Japanese Embassy in honor of the Emperor. You guessed it, the reception was on December 7. A couple of us joked about it, but, off we went. Japanese receptions were always among the best: superb food and drink; everything artfully and tastefully done; and their diplomats were nice, well informed, and seemed to like Americans. As the party was winding down, I slid over to one of my Japanese contacts and kidded him about the date, "You have guts throwing this event December 7."

He seemed perplexed, "We decided to hold it today instead of tomorrow, because of American sensitivities about that day."

Now I became the perplexed one, "What's so sensitive for us about December 8?"

My Japanese friend looked at me as though I were the biggest ignoramus on the planet, he whispered, "You know, Pearl Harbor attack day."

I couldn't help but laugh at this bit of international miscommunication. I told him, "On this side of the international date line, the attack took place on December 7."

He, however, did not laugh. Mortified, he turned bright red. I thought he would order the entire staff to commit seppuku on the lawn. He was so embarrassed, I got embarrassed. He could not stop apologizing for the error; I started apologizing for having brought up the matter. For weeks afterward, whenever he saw me, he would apologize; I would apologize, too.

A day after the reception, the Japanese Ambassador sent our Ambassador a bottle of very expensive sake with a long note. Our Ambassador, a wonderful, rough, tough oil man--and a Marine in the Pacific during WWII--called on me in a staff meeting, "What the hell is this about? Why is the Japanese Ambassador apologizing to me?"

I explained.

He smiled and said, "Ah! Well, then this is yours." He handed me the sake.

It is my privilege to be the host/MC for this year's Pearl Harbor Day observance being held at the USS Arizona Memorial of Michigan.  The ceremony begins at 1 PM.  Please attend if you can.

Review: MARVEL-VERSE: AMERICA CHAVEZ

MARVEL-VERSE: AMERICA CHAVEZ by Kieron Gillen
My rating: 3 of 5 stars

This is a 3-star DNF review.

I don't recall why I picked up this book. Someone was mentioning America Chavez as an underutilized character. I thought I'd give it a shot.

I enjoyed the artwork. It was pretty standard Marvel art. I enjoy standard Marvel art.

The story was OK. Not great, but enough that I'd usually keep moving on.

America has two moms. Ok.

Then there are two male characters that seem into each other. Ok.

Then America goes into a house flying a rainbow flag - to have a make-out session with her girlfriend.

A couple of those elements and I'd have continued on. Everyone has to make room for everyone else. But the book was turning into an identitarian screed bent on excluding non-gay characters while hiding behind the tatters of a superhero story.

Moving onto something better as quickly as possible. Dorothy Parker can have her fun.

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