Moments like these make me glad my phone has a camera.

Q explored this old cassette player in a friend’s store for ages! There was even a cassette inside! It didn’t take long for Q to figure out which was the eject button.

A few days ago, I was playing a CD of Free to Be You and Me for Q.  I grew up on that album and remember loving it when I was a kid.   Although the album was made in the 70s, the content was still relevant (which is bittersweet).   Later that day, I read this post by Christine at Lite Mocha Mom, and it got me thinking about my convictions and what has influenced them.

I’ve been told that I’ve always been hyper-sensitive to injustice and inequity.  As, the story goes… when I was 3 years old I found out my Grandma had had her married name longer than her birth name.  My response?  “What? No man is gonna take my name away from me!”  That is a lot of conviction for a small kid.

My dad tells me that from a young age, I would point out things that were “not fair,” even if it didn’t benefit me to do so;  I am that way to this day.  Little miss convicted.  I have to say I am proud of it, though I have learned to pick my battles and have realised some battles are better avoided than fought.

I think this conviction is part of my temperament… wired into my brain somewhere, but I have to give credit to my parents for fostering it and exposing me to things that would support it and help it grow.  One of those things was music, and Free to Be You and Me influenced me a great deal when I was young.  The album dealt a lot with gender role stereotypes and expectations and those lessons have stuck with me; I find myself teaching them to my son.

One of my favourite songs from that album is this one:

(If the voice sounds familiar, it’s because it is Alan Alda)

My tastes changed with age.  As I entered adolescence, my musical preferences were influenced a lot by my friends and my older brother.   Spirit of the West was one of the bands that I gravitated towards and who ended up affecting my political views a lot more than I gave them credit for at the time.

Here is one of my favourite songs of theirs – from Labour Day called Take it From the Source:

I was sitting in Basil’s with a friend and coffee
Thinking the world a fine place to be
When the man on my right got up to leave
And left a little piece of his mind with me
He said, “faggots like you should be put in asylums”
Now tell me, who takes the blame
For his being scared, so unaware
That he would fire his fear without an ounce of shame?

Whatever happened to love thy neighbour?
Nothing more than a worn out cliché
Are all men created equal or has this too become passé?
You don’t need to open your mouth for me to read your lips
I can follow the language displayed on your finger tip

They don’t look before they leap
They don’t think before they speak
They just sharpen their tongues on you and me
Spit poison darts between perfect teeth
You’ve got to take it from the source
Look at where it’s coming from
You’ve got to take it from the source
They’re only wasted words on me

I guess I just don’t measure up
Strayed from the straight and narrow road
So you lock me up, throw away the key
’cause I don’t live by your dress code
That’s ok, I’ve heard it before
You can open the wound I feel no pain
I don’t need an armour suit ’cause
You’re the one with the ball and chain
c. Spirit of the West. 1988

I hope Q grows up to have a strong sense of justice and that he recognizes and calls out injustice when he see it, even if doing so is not in his favour.  I hope that I have a part in that, but that he also exposes himself to influences and experiences that cultivate it in him.

Did music you listen to influence your political views and sense of justice?  What has influenced you and what are you exposing your children to, to encourage them to think beyond their own lived experience?

The King is Dead. It has been almost 24 hours since the death of Micheal Jackson.

Michael Jackson was, undeniably, the most influential artist and dancer of my time.  He was our generation’s Elvis.  Hands down.  No question.  His musical contributions are endless and timeless.

Now, I have noticed something interesting in the hours since his passing; no one is talking about the faults of Michael, the man.  The media coverage, tweets, and facebook updates are all positive and refer to his musical legacy.  Actually, any negative mention is met with disdain and a kind of you-did-not-just-go-there reaction.

It is no secret that MJ struggled throughout his life, personally.  I can speculate about the contributing factors, but having not known him, I won’t.  His struggles were public and he was consistently blasted in the media for each of his misguided actions – from money management, to Neverland Ranch, to child molestation charges, to hanging Blanket off a balcony, to his plastic surgery, to his skin colour.  Dude had issues; that’s not a secret.   He was villianized by the media and even his fans.

So, why is no one talking about all that stuff today?  Where are the jabs and the jokes at his expense?  Where are the accusations and allegations?  Is no one talking about all that because he is dead? Likely.

This begs a bigger question.  Why is it alright to speak ill of people when they are alive, but not once they have died?!  It is alright to speak ill of people as long as they are alive to hear it, process it, and get hurt by it?  I guess we believe that the memory of a person is more fragile (or more important?) than the person was.  That doesn’t make sense to me.

I am not saying that we should speak ill of the dead, but the next time I think of speaking ill of people – famous or not – I am going to ask myself whether I’d say that if they were dead.

Regardless, I am very pleased that MJ is being remembered for his music.  His legacy will be his music, and for all his faults, that is the way it should be.

Human Nature just came on the radio.  Hmm…