Recently confirmed as the newest Supreme Court Justice, Judge Ketanji Brown Jackson will hopefully bring some sense to the very-questionable highest court of the land. (Though given its right-leaning majority, we may not be so lucky). At any rate, Jackson is one of the most qualified justices we’ve seen in recent years, and is the first black female the court has ever seen appointed. It’s woefully past time for that, and her dignity in the face of ridiculous questioning by the GOP makes her more than worthy of this Dazzler of the Day.
Author Archives: Alan Ilagan
April
2022
A Post-Palm, Pre-Easter Recap
And so another Holy Week begins, signaling spring and all its themes of resurrection. We’ll start the week in quiet but sweet fashion, with this cinnamon roll I made using the base of a lemon cardamom sweet roll recipe and switching out the lemon and cardamom with cinnamon and brown sugar. Going back to basics in a delicious turnaround, and starting off Monday with cozy comfort. On with the recap…
A momentary meditation beside a stream.
The consequences of cancel culture.
A Fairy Godfather emerges from the shadows. (Spoiler alert: it’s me.)
Dazzlers of the Day included Alice Wu, Ramin Karimloo, Viola Davis, and Bo Burnham.
April
2022
A Fairy Godfather Emerges from the Shadows
My brother and his fiancée recently announced that they are having a baby boy this summer, and the only thing happier than hearing that news was being asked to be the godfather. After serving as Uncle to Noah and Emi for the past twelve years, it feels like I finally passed an audition process for what could very well be the role of a lifetime. Landrie and Paul have been very generous in bestowing such a charge upon me, and I intend to make the most of it.
And so we have this tease of an introduction to the forthcoming Ilagan boy – and my very first godchild – with photos from the gender-reveal we had several weeks ago. It came with all the joy and excitement that any impending birth holds, and we need all the joy we can find these days.
As Mario Puzo wrote in ‘The Godfather’, “Great men are not born great, they grow great…”
While it will be years to see who this baby grows up to become, they are already entering a world of love and protection, at least if I have anything to say about it. Fiercely loyal and unconditional of adoration, I’m going to show this baby the best and most beautiful aspects of life, even as the world grows ever darker around us. If you can give a child that kind of light and love from the start, and keep it going for a few years, they have a decent chance of becoming a good person. With a little bit of luck – the kind of luck that has charmed my brother’s journey over the years – the kid has a chance to become great.
To that end, I’ve got the top hat, the cloak, and all the fairy dust to properly embody a fairy godfather, and I’m going to strive to be the best one this world has ever known. We all know I can do it.
Congratulations Paul and Landrie!!
April
2022
The Consequences of Cancel Culture
“There’s no such thing as “cancel culture”. It’s “consequence culture” and demands more than an apology for transgressions of harm. “Consequence culture” aims to deplatform a person’s social capital until they make meaningful change.” – Annastacia Dickerson
That is quite the provocative quote, one with which I generally agree. While I’m not usually a big fan of cancel culture, I do believe in consequence culture – and sometimes the consequence of repeated offenses is cancellation. My own take on it is that I fully believe in personal cancellation, rather than a blanketed and enforced cancellation that becomes a public witch-hunt. It happened recently with someone who used to consider me a friend. This person has always been somewhat problematic with what she posts and how she posts things, positing controversial topics as click-bait, then waiting for the ensuing fights and arguments and wondering why such a flare-up resulted from her deliberate gaslighting.
While I’ve known her for years, it finally became too annoying (her gross and public mischaracterization of what happened between us was the final straw), so I blocked her on all social media. She was bringing nothing of value to my online life, her writing has never been anything that particularly impressed me, and the people she was amplifying in her social media posts were often ghastly. Ridding my own timelines of such ghastliness was a personal choice, and my own little cancellation of her was a decision she likely hasn’t even noticed.
That said, I never told anyone else not to follow her. I never asked anyone to stop feeding into what I considered pointless gaslighting. I never even suggested that anyone take a stance on the division between us. Because that aspect of cancel culture – when you try to enforce your own stance upon others – is not my style.
My personal cancellation of this person didn’t involve harming her in any way, or cajoling others into jumping on the bandwagon of attacking her (though several people did reach out and share similar stories of their own), it was a simple and effective way of removing what had become a negative and toxic voice from my own social media feeds. Everyone else is still free to enjoy what she does and how she does it, I just don’t want to see it on my timelines anymore.
It’s part of an ongoing effort to turn my social media time and engagement into a space reserved for things and people I find beautiful, talented, genuine and inspiring. If that means canceling someone who no longer embodies any of those things (personal opinion only, of course, as personal opinion is a beautiful thing) then the consequence of cancellation in this case is one that I absolutely support.
{PS – I’ll probably be cancelled next week.}
April
2022
The Port Where Pirates Hang
“I’m no longer a child and I still want to be, to live with the pirates. Because I want to live forever in wonder. The difference between me as a child and me as an adult is this and only this: when I was a child, I longed to travel into, to live in wonder. Now, I know, as much as I can know anything, that to travel into wonder is to be wonder. So it matters little whether I travel by plane, by rowboat, or by book. Or, by dream. I do not see, for there is no I to see. That is what the pirates know. There is only seeing and, in order to go to see, one must be a pirate.” ~
O great sea, how you call to me, with your beauty and danger and mystery. That a landlocked boy should feel such an affinity for a place and space that would always be out of his grasp is one of life’s conundrums, unsettled and unbalanced but no less beloved because of that. The call of the sea is a song I’ve had in my head since I first glimpsed its seaweed-strewn splendor as a child, and as the years go by I feel its pull evermore.
“There comes a time in a man’s life when he hears the call of the sea. “Hey, YOU!” are the sea’s exact words. If the man has a brain in his head, he will hang up the phone immediately.” ~
I’m not taking life advice from Dave Barry, so this spring and summer’s theme for our trips to Boston will be the sea – in particular the Seaport – which has grown in leaps and bounds like the arms of a starfish. Where one has gone missing, another sprouts up again. It was the backdrop for the Spring Stroll I took with Kira recently, and will form part of an upcoming anniversary visit to Boston, and later our annual BroSox Adventure. Life events have been founded upon flimsier ideas – and the sea is anything but flimsy. It will more likely be a matter of trying to tame the power and might of an idea that has the immensity of its reality surging behind it – a reality that has never been defeated. Our shores and beaches are but barely holding their own, and that delicate line between land and water is tenuously held. Let that be our only drama, and let us enjoy it.
“There is a fellowship more quiet even than solitude, and which, rightly understood, is solitude made perfect.” ~ Robert Louis Stevenson
April
2022
Inside, April Flowers…
While outside, April showers…
And all the rain of the past week has put a damper on all the outside work that needs to be finished. I’ve always taken rain as nature’s cue to slow down, particularly at this time of the year when too many of us try to do too many things. Spring has us all a little antsy, and in that diabolical way Mother Nature has, it won’t let us out until we’ve learned to find peace inside.
To that end, I fill the house with flowers and prettiness, easing the mind with meditation and reading. Quiet pursuits with serenity as their guiding force. A Saturday in spring may start quietly. There will be time for summer noise soon enough.
April
2022
Dazzler of the Day: Bo Burnham
He first caught my rapt attention in the devastating film ‘Promising Young Woman’ starring Carey Mulligan. Bo Burnham managed to form the heart, and ultimately the heartbreaking dissolution, of that amazing movie, and that alone would be enough to earn him this Dazzler of the Day. But there’s so much more that he’s done, including the direction of the recent HBO special ‘Rothaniel’ featuring Jerrod Carmichael. Great talent inspires great talent.
April
2022
Beside A Stream, A Momentary Meditation
Arriving to the dinner destination earlier than our time of reservation, I drove past the restaurant and turned off the main road as the car behind me impatiently passed. Down a road hidden from the main drag by an outcropping of rocks and a thickly-grown forest of pine, I found a little space for the car. After parking there, I crossed over to the stream you see in the photos. I stepped carefully down a small but steep bank where the top points of daylilies were just jutting through a blanket of brown leaves. Ahead of me, the water moved, and I heard a few tiny waterfalls lend their music to the quiet afternoon.
It was still light out, which was still somewhat of a new sensation at that hour, and I paused beside this stream. For all my superficial trappings, and for all my perceived glamour, I am most at home and at ease in a scene like this, when I am completely alone in some natural space. It brings me back to boyhood, when I would traipse through the forests near our house for hours, back when a kid could do that and no one would worry whether he was still alive.
On this day, I stood still , watching and listening to the water rushing by me. It was a moment of reverence and honor. Any wooded patch cut through by a stream often carries a sense of hushed solemnity to it. It was also, as brief and fleeting as it may have been, a moment of meditation, and I realized it then and there. Taking in a deep breath and letting it slowly out, I felt a gratitude for being in such a space. Within that singular moment, everything was as it should be, and I understood that I would take that feeling with me – that it would be a gift of the forest, in the way the forest has always given me peace.
April
2022
Boston Spring Preview
Life is taking the busy turn that spring usually brings, and as I begin the daunting task of cleaning up the yard (and filling 50 lawn bags with the detritus and debris of winter) I pause to buy some time before diving into our first spring weekend in Boston. For now, enjoy these teaser shots – let them whet the appetite, and beckon more sun. The seaside adventures that Kira and I experienced a couple of weeks ago will be posted shortly…
April
2022
Flash Point
Fiery of shade and flame-like of hue, this tulip bloom is a little globe on fire, and it’s inspiring me to burn with the brightest flame, no matter what the cost or wear and tear. “My candles burns at both ends, it will not last the night,” Edna St. Vincent Millay once wrote, “But Ahh my foes, and oh my friends, it gives a lovely light!”
The older I get, the less willing I am to put up with the bullshit. More patient and tolerant in many ways, I’m also well-aware of my breaking point, and what I will or won’t tolerate. Baseless attacks on loyalty and friendship are foremost among those things that cannot be ignored. Peddling in lies and false tales won’t be allowed either. Try me and find out.
In the past, such a stance was forced and propped up by insecurity and doubt. Lashing out was a way to mask feelings of inferiority. These days, I don’t feel the need to shout. More is accomplished – and in more frightening fashion – when the words are spoken quietly, with assurance, genuine self-confidence, and the irrefutable backing of truth.
When the fires burn low, and the ash crumbles, it is the truth that will remain – crystalline and unassailable – forged as if in hell, tempered by an ever-present divinity, and sparkling for all the world to see.
April
2022
Dazzler of the Day: Viola Davis
There aren’t enough superlatives for certain Dazzlers of the Day, and that is no more apparent than in this post honoring Viola Davis. She earns her long-overdue Dazzler of the Day feature thanks to a career of formidable performances. Every time she is on stage or screen, she commands the attention and enthrallment of the viewer – so transfixing is she that even when her characters are designed to be meek or downtrodden, she can’t help but steal all her scenes, summoning an emotional ferocity and incandescent power that somehow melts into whichever character she is portraying.
April
2022
Cheers for Sky Tears
The forecast for the rest of the week calls for rain every damn day, so I’m posting a few sunny flower pics in the hope that they bring cheer when the clouds come to stay. These little white daisy-like blooms are produced in abundance on their stems and were, I’m slightly ashamed to admit, designed as filler for some bolder and bigger lilies and sunflowers. Both of those ended their show before these little beauties gave in, and so I can now appreciate them for the wonder they are.
Their unassuming subtlety and quiet countenance deceptively hide the power of their effect. When viewed up close, and also en masse, their enchantment only grows.
It is precisely the sort of magic balm we need for these rainy days.
April
2022
Dazzler of the Day: Ramin Karimloo
Theatrical force-of-nature Ramin Karimloo is an Olivier and Tony Award nominated stage icon, who earns his first Dazzler of the Day thanks to his upcoming role in Broadway’s revival of ‘Funny Girl’. If there’s one show I want to see this season, that is definitely it. Check out Karimloo’s website here for a more comprehensive view of his impressive accomplishments.
April
2022
April
2022
Spring Sakura Jazz Moment
“It is spring time now! While the world looks for a new war to fight, you look for a cherry blossom to watch! Let the stupid seeks the violence; you seek the elegance!” ~ Mehmet Murat Ildan
Early spring heaves a heavy sigh, shedding a few tears of upcoming rainy days – a necessary part of spring glory I suppose, but oh how the heart aches for some sun and warmth… In the meantime, all we have are these falsely-started cherry blossoms, doing their best to cajole some happy spirits, and console the heavy hearts.
A spring jazz selection will have to do to pass these next few dreary days. April showers bring May flowers… April showers bring May flowers… April showers bring May flowers… so we chant and intone and will it into being.