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  1. If Frank Capra was God

    November 8, 2015 by Diane

    Retro reel film

    The world depicted in classic television shows and black-and-white movies appears simpler somehow; a time of innocence.

    We see Ma in her apron pulling the pot roast from the oven, Dad hollering, “Honey, I’m home!” as he swaps his leather shoes for slippers. Little Johnny is gainfully employed as a paper boy, and seventeen-year-old Suzy gazes out the window behind a frilly white curtain, waiting for her boyfriend to pull up to the curb, get out of his car and ring the door bell, nervously straightening his tie.

    Today’s world? We’re becoming a nation that is more and more anxious, angry, fearful, disconnected, disheartened and divided. Communication, more often than not, is carried out via an electronic device. We zap our food in the microwave because the oven takes too long, and it feels as if there’s not enough time to do twice as much, faster.

    If we reshot and recast reality as an old-time Hollywood film; could we recapture that innocent flavor?

    Let’s give it a try.

    Roll the credits, please.

    Appearing in this classic take on modern day:

    Jimmy Stewart as President of the United States. Everybody loves Jimmy. He’s as American as apple pie. We’d be hard pressed to dig up any dirt on Jimmy. Well, other than the fact that he talks to an imaginary six-foot rabbit named Harvey. But is conversing with an imaginary six-foot rabbit any less ludicrous than believing that Donald Trump could be President?

    John Wayne as Vice President, because Jimmy needs a little swagger, a little muscle to back him up.

    Myrna Loy as First Lady. She’s got spunk, she’s poised, and she drinks cocktails.

    Rodney Colman as Speaker of the House. If you’re going to be Speaker, it helps to have the vocal chops.

    The Three Stooges as presidential candidates. They’re perfectly qualified.

    Abbott and Costello as presidential candidates. They could argue endlessly about “who’s on first,” to distract the American public from the real issues.

    And Frank Capra as God. The great Hollywood director is well-suited to the role. Here’s why:

    Capra is famous for feel-good movies. If Frank Capra was God, he would focus our attention on the humor in life and the goodness in all of humanity.

    Capra is known for reshooting a scene by having the actors run back into the shot while he kept the cameras rolling. If Frank Capra was God, he would keep life rolling whenever we humans flubbed up, so we could run back through time and do an instant retake.

    If Capra was God, he would send down a guardian angel as life preserver the instant that someone spiraled into the dark hole of believing that death was a preferable option to a temporary problem. And the angel would be an elderly, scruffy man named Clarence, because God has a sense of humor.

    And finally, if Frank Capra was God, the media would have nothing dastardly to report. The newscasters of the world would be forced to admit, at last: it’s a wonderful life.

  2. Your World is How You View It

    April 19, 2015 by Diane

    Young Woman Capturing Photo Using Vintage Camera. Monochrome Por

    Picture a world where magic is commonplace. Where people of all creeds and colors sing together in harmony. Where fun is had at any age, and food is plentiful, and everyone is merry and childlike and awestruck at least once a day.

    That world exists.

    It’s the world of Disney.

    I recently watched Saving Mr. Banks on DVD. In case you haven’t seen the film, it’s the story of Walt Disney’s quest to purchase the movie rights to Mary Poppins. But the author, P. L. Travers, is a stubborn nut to crack, and doesn’t want to part with her creation. It takes years of wooing and convincing on Disney’s part, but finally the movie gets made. Oh, sure, there’s plenty of backstory revealing why Travers is the persnickety, repressed woman that she is, but those darker scenes are outweighed by the delightful world of Disney Studios, where scriptwriters and lyricists dance around like children (and Bradley Whitford waltzing in a goofy manner is reason enough to watch the film).

    Anyway, it’s a delightful movie, and I was sharing my delight with a neighbor—let’s call her Chicken Little—who agreed. She lit up, and said, “Wouldn’t it be wonderful if we were all just a bit more reserved nowadays?” and then she deflated. “Oh, Diane, the world is going downhill.”

    And I thought…really? What lens are you looking through?

    But I wasn’t about to get into an argument with this woman. I wasn’t about to point out that Saving Mr. Banks is set in the early ‘60s, a time of rampant racism and the brewing of the Vietnam War and the uprising of women fed up being repressed. And before that, there were two world wars and poverty and prohibition and rationing and polio and tuberculosis and some guy named Jack the Ripper. There were men in white coats who carted you away in a straightjacket if you suffered a mental illness. There was the plague and beheadings and…well, you get my drift.

    There were always frightful things afoot, but no immediate broadcasting throwing it into our faces 24/7.

    I understand how Chicken Little came to adopt her particular viewpoint. She scours the internet daily, pouncing on scary, negative stories that will back up her vision of a world in decline. Through the mail she receives angry, doomsday missives from her political party. She seeks out people who hold similar negative views, and together they chew on the gristle of their dissatisfaction.

    But what about the wonderfulness of the universe? It’s there, too. We might not live in a Disney world, but it’s not skidding into skid row, either, regardless of what our elected officials may spout. And while it’s important to be aware of what’s occurring around us—even the horrendous stuff—if we are unable to personally change it for the better, isn’t it best to focus on all that is good? And in so doing, expand that goodness?

    Just as Disney created his own playground of the mind (and a literal one for all of us to scamper in), Chicken Little creates the world she believes in.

    So I write this for the Chicken Little in us all:

    Where do you aim your lens? Do you focus on the fearful tales that the media highlights? Do you dwell on the people in your life who are grit under your eyelids? Do you rehash the mistakes you’ve made?

    Or do you see the possibility in every human being you encounter? Do you remember the times you triumphed? Do you speak uplifting words? Do you find humor in the craziness?

    Where do you aim your lens?

    Because you have a choice. You are the director of your life. You are the producer and the writer and the actor. You have a choice of whether to live in a drama or comedy or romance or fantasy or action-adventure or cartoon. And if you suffer abuse or unemployment or a life-threatening illness, or mental, physical, or spiritual pain of any kind, then you need to sharpen your focus on something joyful. You need to remember: above the clouds, the sun is always shining.

    It’s not easy. Our thoughts are squirrelly things.

    But I do believe it’s necessary. For the sanity of ourselves and our planet.

    So let’s ask ourselves, periodically, throughout the day: Where am I aiming my lens? What view, of all the views in this buffet of life, am I choosing to focus upon?

    And choose the uplifting one.