My son Anthony Sterling Rodgers, who I called “Lali,” died in my arms on the night of January 11, 2005. He was exactly six months old.
In terms of his eyes, they were blue.
I have never felt such fierce love as I did for Lali. He was a pure spirit of love.
It was my second day of work at Beyond Shelter and I had stayed late to meet the board of directors. It was also one of the rainiest periods in Los Angeles history and I struggled to drive home in near-hurricane conditions.
Twenty minutes before I got…
I saw some relatively content-free information about Adverse Childhood Experiences (ACES) on the front page of Medium and was sorely tempted to write a response blasting the celebrity detailing his own childhood issues to promote what looks like a commercial “nonprofit” about ACES. Have you heard of the ACES? he asked. My childhood sucked rocks because I was a child performer. Here! Here! Visit this website! Donate now!
Don’t get me wrong: Hollywood was and in many ways still is the worst, and it’s just about impossible for anyone under age 18 working in the industry to escape one or…
First, let’s get something straight. We are “The Powers That Be.” When someone snorts and laughs at the idea there’s some shadowy group of six guys that runs the world, they’re right. If the majority of people get together and agree on the way things will go, they will run the world. And they should. And they must.
It’s a life-or-death situation.
I’m not sure I can read another “branded” article by an “influencer.”
At this point in my life I’m not even sure what I’ve done all my life, it’s so different to what I see other people call “writing.”
I would prefer a child’s fairy tale or silly story to some of the things promoted as “fine fiction.”
There’s little better acting on video or in films now than there was in 50s monster movies or overheated live TV dramas. It’s the same or worse, just with better special effects.
Even though everyone is so heartily sick of influencers, ads…
Yesterday I worked 15 hours. I know a lot of people do this every day but for me? It was brutal.
As I finally fell asleep after 1 a.m., I thought, okay, it would suck so hard if I had to work continuously and Clinton thugs broke in and murdered me, Bruce, and Gambit. That would just so royally suck.
In January I swore I’d never write another word about the Clintons — their day was done, I believed. I even prayed for Hillary and hoped the couple would find peace and move on without harming anyone else. I gave…
We just got back from Charleston, and while it is one of the most beautiful cities I’ve ever visited, I also believe its heaviness does not exclusively derive from the pressure of Low Country humid air.
Even by the water with the Atlantic breeze blowing, the weight of what Charleston was and in some ways, still is, gathers upon your head and shoulders, bowing them down, making it hard to breathe.
Around every corner, shadows gather and fall across the old city walls and cobblestones.
They spread so long they darken the face of the bright noonday sun.
Should it take 3 hours to cancel HBOMax from your XFinity (Comcast) service and fail in your mission to add channels for a modest additional cost?
I say “no” but Xfinity (Comcast) has other ideas.
We don’t have many choices in internet living in Southwest Florida: the choice basically is Xfinity (Comcast). Because I work online, I need reliable and reasonably fast internet and as part of that, usually you get “TV” or streaming video. Right?
One of my spiritual children mentioned the other day that she identified as “she/her” but was no longer certain what that really meant. She calls me Xena so there’s that. Being a real woman in our times means being willing and able to whale on anyone to defend your life and family. I know a lot of people don’t believe or understand that, but take it from Xena — yes it does.
In 2004, I began a story about a couple featuring my all-purpose guy, Gary the ergonomic architect, and his wife, a short-sighted, bossy shrew loosely based on awful…
One of my earliest memories is sitting in a doctor’s office on Wilshire Blvd. in Los Angeles and hearing the radio announce that Robert Kennedy had been shot and had died. I remember asking, “Can’t the doctors put him back together again?”
The doctor came out into the waiting room and said, “No honey, we can’t.”
I was just a baby when Bobby’s brother Jack, the most charismatic and loved U.S. President of my lifetime, was gunned down in Dallas. Although I was too young to remember the real horror, I feared visiting Dallas as an adult. Driving through Dealey…
I was thinking about history, and of course what we know to be “true” may not be true at all. But let’s take what we think is true about the French Revolution. King Louis and Marie Antoinette were partying and leading their lives of luxury right up until the day they were seized at Versailles and transported to the Tuileries, where their situation deteriorated until both, along with an estimated 17,000 others, lost their heads to the Revolution.
Our culture blames Marie Antoinette for all of it, as she is the one, when told the French people lacked bread to…