Posts Tagged ‘Hillary Clinton’

Service of Reviews II

Thursday, March 31st, 2022


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I met a friend at a restaurant another friend had recommended. We both liked it a lot. My lunch companion admitted she rarely tries new places. I love to.

One of this blog’s stringers recently wrote: “My family always hated when I would insist we try places I read about in a review and had to go!” She continued “In AMNY I learned about a pizzeria in Troy, N.Y. Hilary said it was a favorite. When my daughter lived in Albany we went. It was in a sketchy neighborhood, was a dirty joint and the pizza was only OK.…I’ve not followed the reporter’s food reviews since!”


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I covered the subject of misleading reviews in a 2011 post so who will remember? The New York Times ran an article about a restaurant/gift shop in what turned out to be a nondescript residential Paris neighborhood. After I figured out my metro travel strategy I went. As I strolled the unremarkable quartier, I came upon a tiny dump. A few people were eating seated on pillows on the floor. The so-called “charming” gift shop included a few commonplace items on a small shelf. I wondered if the reporter was trying to help out the owner–a friend or relative perhaps. The article was a disservice to tourist readers.

Then there was the restaurant in Spain that a major food magazine covered with plentiful vivid color photos accompanying pages of compliments. We went out of our way to try it one night and were treated as though we were contagious. The vast dining room was empty and we were placed as far as possible from the few tables that had guests. Once the order was taken and the food delivered we never again saw the waiter until it was time to pay. There’s more but you get the picture. Why the place sought out publicity when it didn’t want foreign customers was a mystery.

Once in Venice we were looking for a place to have a spot of lunch. After peeking into countless windows and studying menus we chose a restaurant. We had one of the best meals of our stay in this favorite city.

More recently yelp.com helped me identify some toothsome choices for lunch and dinner in Connecticut. All but one of five were good.

Do you rely on reviews or friends to ID new restaurants? Do you prefer to return to old favorites? Or do you like to drop in on a place that looks inviting?


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Service of A Name III

Thursday, October 22nd, 2020

It is objectionable when a person uses a name to demean or to signal something supposedly nefarious or suspicious about someone of when they deliberately mispronounce a name.

Do you know who these middle names belong to: Diane, Walker, Earl, Jefferson and Hussein? The answers: Hillary Diane Rodham Clinton, George Walker Bush, James Earl Carter, Jr., William Jefferson Clinton and Barack Hussein Obama II.

How many times did you hear someone use the middle names of the Clintons, Presidents Bush or Carter?  Don’t many of those who include “Hussein” when referencing President Obama have a reason that has nothing to do with being accurate because these folks never include the II?  They want you to think he’s Muslim, “not that,” as Jerry Seinfeld would have said in his TV show, “anything’s wrong with that.”

For a public figure to deliberately mispronounce an unusual name, such as Kamala–which Kamala Harris says should be “‘comma-la,’ like the punctuation mark,” is offensive. Every neophyte speechwriter spells out phonetically an unusual word or name. When president Trump mispronounces Kamala, for example, he signals its foreignness and makes fun, implying that the person isn’t “one of us–a real American.”  He did so three times in a row at a recent rally to the mirth of the audience.

Good for Kamala: She didn’t succumb to the Americanization of her name–she might have been Kam for example. [To her stepchildren she answers to Momala.] President Obama, like his father, was known as Barry. He reverted to his given names in college.

I deep sixed Jeanne-Marie in first grade. Nobody pronounced the first half the way my parents or a French person did–“jhanne”–and anyway it was too long compared to most others–Mary, Liz, Ann, Polly etc.

Can you share examples of attempts to deliberately disparage or imply something about a person simply because of their names? Isn’t it a relief that increasing numbers of Americans stand by their foreign names?

Service of Goodbye

Thursday, November 17th, 2016

Goodbyes make me cry so I avoid the personal kind when possible. “I hate goodbyes,” said Bette Davis to Paul Henri in “Now Voyager,” which was on Turner Classic Movies last Sunday morning. Unless you’re escaping a horrible job or a dreadful house, apartment or neighborhood, I can’t be far wrong to guess that most agree.

I admire people who handle them well and hide their feelings in public because I can’t. Take Hillary Clinton’s concession speech. Wow. I thought President Clinton was on the verge as she spoke but she soldiered on without a hiccup. Between exhaustion, shock and disappointment, I don’t know how she controlled her emotions. The day after the election our office was a funeral parlor.

I started to write this post before I learned that the valiant Gwen Ifill died. What a hole in the media landscape she leaves. Her smile was genuine. I met her at a New York Women in Communications event and she was as lovely closeup as her image regardless of the unimportance of the person she was speaking with [unlike other media stars I’ve met at the same event, who will remain unnamed].

There have recently been other goodbyes, though not as permanent as Gwen’s nor as prominent as Secretary Clinton’s, and I predict very soon there will be countless more not only at the White House. The Wall Street Journal is shrinking its “Greater New York” section to a page or two and as a result, last week Ralph Gardner Jr. wrote his last “Urban Gardner” column, “The Pleasure Was All Mine–Ralph.” I’ve enjoyed his discoveries and will miss reading about the quirky things he discovered. In the same issue, columnist Marshall Heyman, “Heard and Scene,” bid readers adieu in “At the Close of a Column, Confessions of a Party Critic.” They are victims of the crisis newspaper publishers face.  I loved the full “Greater New York section.

On Sunday, on Face the Nation, John Dickerson said goodbye to the retiring Bill Plante, senior White House correspondent, who joned CBS in 1964.

The old saying “all good things must come to an end,” doesn’t make loss any easier. Whether it’s personal–when a friend moves away or a favorite colleague changes jobs–or the end of a beloved TV series, or as the result of retirement or firing of a favorite columnist, reporter, TV anchor or defeat of a choice of president, what do you do to readjust?

Service of Handlers Mishandling with Potentially Devastating Results

Thursday, September 8th, 2016

I heard about Hillary Clinton’s four minute coughing jag when she was addressing a rally in Cleveland recently. Tyler Durden wrote on zerohedge.com: “She coughed and cleared her throat through over 4 minutes of almost incoherent babble before MSNBC cut away, joking that hillary had quipped ‘every time I think about Trump I get allergic.'”

I’ve run countless events and I write speeches for clients so that while her political opponents were predicting her demise, her health was the last thing on my mind. [If her voice didn’t give out after the grueling year she’s had; the number of speeches she’s given and the way she projects her voice at loudest pitch, I’d wonder.]

So what did I think of? “Where was Huma?” [Hillary’s campaign’s vice chairman, photo left.] “How could her handlers or hosts not jump into action after 45 seconds of sputtering, certainly well before 240 seconds?”

If there was no plan for this possibility [bad move No. 1 for the event planners], an official campaign associate known to the secret service should have warned an agent that they were about to hop on stage to rescue Hillary. Then the person would make light of the cough while either asking the musicians to strike up the band or the host to come back to the mic to regale the crowd so as to give Hillary a chance to recover, sip hot tea with lemon, until the jag passed.

I’ve had that kind of tickle and cough so deep in my chest that no number of Halls drops reaches or calms it. It happened once during a client meeting. He looked uncomfortable. Eventually it passed.

Where were Hillary’s troops? Why didn’t someone come to her rescue? Four minutes? Now come on! The Devil is in the details and because this one wasn’t handled correctly, the candidate’s opponents have something else to harp on. Can you think of other instances where a seemingly benign oversight with countless simple solutions can give an adversary the upper hand?

 

 

Service of Wardrobe and Grooming: Planning Ahead for Women and Men

Monday, May 16th, 2016

Last week I sent a note to winners attending the Christopher Awards this Thursday to ask them to look for me because I’d like to include them in a group photo that I’ll send media after the event.

It’s always a scramble to gather a good number of people by category–in this case authors of winning books–during the cocktail hour. I like as many as possible to share in the publicity opportunity. It’s awkward and disrespectful to tuck into a group of people happily talking, stare at a name on a badge, and turn away from someone because they aren’t the person you’re looking for so this year I also made myself a sheet with their publicity photos.

To help me find them, two of the women wrote back immediately describing the dress they were going to wear—one bright pink; the other a green floral. Both my collaborator on the project, David Reich, and my husband laughed in wonderment that they knew so far in advance what they were going to wear. A third woman, after asking about the dress code, reported she’d wear a long skirt and dressy top.

I related to them: For one thing, I need to determine if what I plan to wear needs to be ironed by me or a dry cleaner. My hair stylist doesn’t work on Thursdays and no matter what I wear, if I’m not happy with how my hair looks, I could be in vintage Chanel and I wouldn’t be happy. However, the wonderful stylist, who understands these things, said she’d come in on Thursday for me.

And I’m wallpaper at this event.

Think of what it must be like for a woman running for office—or the spouse of a man who stands on countless stages in line of the camera’s eye. Men have a big advantage. They only need to decide on necktie color—blue or red—and to be sure the tie has no mayo stain.

Everything about a woman is under scrutiny. You’ve never seen one wear the same favorite day after day, photo after photo. On the contrary, most on the national stage don’t wear the same jacket twice. Bad hair days are out. And makeup? Maybe D. Trump is concerned about the latter two but both are essential for women.

How far ahead do you plan your wardrobe for a special occasion as a guest at a wedding, graduation, baptism, or naming or as part of the team at a product launch, awards, client or fundraising event? Do you agree that most women have this disadvantage?

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