September 8, 2024
# 1675
Patriot Day
9/11
Five-segment panorama of Tribute in Light, Lower Manhattan, New York City, as viewed from Exchange Place, Jersey City, New Jersey.
King of Hearts - Own work
The Tribute in Light is a powerful commemorative art installation in Lower Manhattan, New York City, honoring the victims of the September 11 attacks. First presented six months after 9/11, it consists of 88 vertical searchlights arranged in two columns, representing the Twin Towers1. These beams of light reach up to four miles into the sky and can be seen from a 60-mile radius around Lower Manhattan12.
The installation is displayed annually from dusk to dawn on the night of September 11, symbolizing resilience and the enduring spirit of New York City1. It was conceived by a team of artists and architects, including John Bennett and Gustavo Bonevardi, and is now a significant part of the National September 11 Memorial & Museum
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Commentary
QUEBEC CITY: My three-day adventure.
Part of my planning was devoted to packing. My packing list turned out to be a terrific tool.
Another tool that proved very helpful was the template I devised with all of the flight information on one sheet.
I attach both of these here.
Quebec Flight Information
On the day before the flight, I downloaded United’s boarding pass to my cell.
What a terribly written product that software is.
Fortunately, my cousin Lauren was visiting and helped me through the process.
On Monday, the day of departure, I woke @ 3.45am: 90 min early.
I was too excited to return to sleep.
When I checked my Uber reservation, I discovered a major error:
I had booked pickup for 5:45P, instead of A.m.
Tick tock.
I ordered an Uber and lucked out on a car just arriving at my tower.
At the airport, I passed through security w/o a hitch.
The travel day was disjointed:
I had 55 min before departure and 55 min flight time to Newark.
At the airport, I rushed to get to make my connecting flight and spent the 1hr 30min flight time to Quebec [the single stretch of enough length] for a movie. I chose it to watch Finding Neverland.
On arriving in Quebec, I took a $50.00 taxi from the airport to my hotel.
Hotel Monsieur Jean is in the middle of Old Quebec, the middle of the action.
It’s more luxury than I expected and I ate it up.
I had lunch locally at Maison Smith: a caprese panino.
Then I took my much anticipated walk through the active, vibrant Old City.
The afternoon was fun. I forgot to be lonely.
Dinner was at a highly regarded restaurant, Chez Boulay. It had its culinary moments. Maybe ‘moment’ suffices. Nuff said.
I met two couples who wanted to talk. So I did.
The conversations were delightful.
When I was sitting quietly, alone, I experienced a euphoria that put the truth to my thinking that a personal holiday during national holidays would help dispel the loneliness I might otherwise experience being home alone.
I woke Tuesday morning after an excellent night’s sleep, wrote this entry to existentialautotrip, and went out to a terrific café, Maison Smith. Then I had a second breakfast at the hotel so I could take this seat overlooking the sidewalk. My next event is 10.30, a 4 ½ hour bus trip to Montmorency Falls, Basilica of Sainte-Anne-de-Beaupre’, and the island of Orleans.
Meanwhile, here are a few photos of the trip so far.
The iconic Chateau Frontenac Hotel
The active boardwalk surrounding the Frontenac
Of course, a draw like the Frontenac spurs the commercial growth of the surrounding ommercial
properties. The streets around the hotel are vibrant.
This is the mighty River Champlain that borders the hotel.
This is a shot of the Boston Greenway I took just before I left to remind myself and others that beauty exists in lots of places. But when traveling, we take the time to look in an unhurried way being at home can fasil to provide.
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Kat’s Gen Z Corner
Gen Z Glimpses
This Week in Photos
Taught a rooftop yoga class — one of the last of the season. My studio manager invited her husband and friend to the class, a nice compliment for me.
The view from a Sunday night walk with Will. Sweater weather is upon us!
Barney Sweetgrass is an iconic Jewish deli on the Upper West Side. FDR called them “The Sturgeon King,” and Will and I devoured our sturgeon sandwiches.
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Tucker’s Corner
Rings of Power: Season 2: Episodes 1 - 3
Two years after its divisive introduction, Rings Of Power returns more steadfast in its ways. With more nuanced emotion, weightier plot turns, and goopy fantasy violence, Rings Of Power has a heart as big as its budget, pushing against the grain of the more popular and dour fantasy serials like Game of Thrones and House of the Dragon. Still one of the most bizarre gambits in TV history, Amazon’s adaptation of J.R.R. Tolkien’s appendices and maps leans heavier into what makes the author’s legendarium different from George R.R. Martin’s—cutting out the modern realism for something more heightened, arch, and hopeful. Rings Of Power creates myths from broad emotion, labyrinthine lore, and the paradox of fate and free will.
Recreating the experience of watching one of Peter Jackson’s beloved films, the opening three hours of this season’s Middle-earth adventure is breathlessly plotted, scattering the characters to the wind in the wake of Mount Doom’s eruption. Rings Of Power is, in many ways, old-fashioned in its presentation, relying on broad performances to cut through Tolkien’s verbiage and find emotion in characters that overall are difficult to relate to, the Elves. For instance, Morfydd Clark and Charles Edwards are reaching for a Shakespearean theatricality in their performances, helping to balance and clarify the show’s drama. In season two, showrunners Patrick McKay and J.D. Payne display the limits of the Elves’ patience, pushing their saintly guardianship into unexpected gray areas.
One of the smartest moves thus far this season is placing Sauron at the center of things. Opening with Sauron’s origin story, the Dark Lord gets his comeuppance for using Orcs as cannon fodder in his quest to “heal” Middle-earth. It’s death by a thousand stabs as Adar (Sam Hazeldine) and his army send Sauron back to the shadow. But Sauron is cunning, and his evil becomes a black slime that drips into the river, feasting on ever larger prey, until he finds his Halbrand form. During this stretch, Sauron comes across a band of Southland refugees, the eldest of whom lays out the season’s central theme: “Our fates are never certain; fortunes can turn even for the most powerful.” The tides of fate flow in and out for everyone.
As Sauron regains his strength, he finds his most satisfying meal in Galadriel’s mind, manipulating her and then Celebrimbor (Edwards) into crafting Rings of Power for the Elves. After touching base with Adar in Mordor, Sauron returns to Eregion to finish his work with Celebrimbor. Few are more susceptible to the Dark Lord’s flattery than the great craftsman, who takes the bait, hook, line, and sinker, and when Sauron transforms into Annatar, the Lord of Gifts, Celebrimbor justifies his decision to forge on. This is his “moment,” a chance to show he belongs in the House of Feanor. Even Sauron can hardly believe the lengths of Celebrimbor’s defiance of High King Gil-Galad.
In Lindon, Galadriel (Clark) has to own up to the fact that she let a Dark Lord into the Elven city, and he may have had a hand in forging the Rings of Power. When Gil-Galad hears that Sauron is forging the rings, he’s as apoplectic as Elves get and lays out the dilemma before them. They may be playing right into Sauron’s hand, but the Rings of Power prevent Elvish light from fading, threatening their lives on Middle-earth. Gil-Galad has no choice but to use the Rings because the Elves can’t leave Middle-earth with a Dark Lord on the loose. He sends Elrond and Galadriel back to Eregion to warn Celebrimbor.
The aftershocks of Mount Doom’s eruption continue to quake throughout Middle-earth, reaching the Dwarves in Moria. Now exiled over forbidden mithril mining, Durin (Owain Arthur) and his wife Disa (Sophia Nomvete) shop in one of Khazad-dûm’s bustling bazaars as an earthquake collapses Moria’s lightways. The connection between stone and Dwarf is now fading like the Elves. After receiving an invitation from Celebrimbor, Durin and Disa meet with the Elf and Annatar to discuss forging Dwarvish Rings, but Durin is uncertain. Like the Elves, the Rings could save his homeland, but he doesn’t trust the craftsman. Again, Rings Of Power offers a nice counterbalance to its conflict. Durin was all about mining mithril last season, but now he tells his father that their only hope might spell their doom. That’s not enough to outweigh extinction, and the Dwarves have no choice but to give Annatar the mithril he needs.
Unconnected from these plots are Nori (Markella Kavenagh) and the Stranger (Daniel Weyman), making their way across the desert toward Rhûn. Wandering in circles like Frodo and Sam in Emyn Muil, they are pursued by Easterlings, working for a Dark Wizard (Ciarán Hinds), and Poppy (Megan Richards), who lets her friends know they haven’t gotten far. If Nori and The Stranger feel a little aimless, it’s because they are. Their journey is a mystery to us as viewers and the sudden appearance of Poppy, who arrives just in time to put them back on course, may seem like a lazy writer’s room decision. However, this sort of thing happens in Tolkien all the time.
But while Nori and Stranger start slow, the arc ends in an exciting place. After days of roaming the desert, Stranger, Nori, and Poppy happen upon a well, presumably owned by the Dark Wizard. With Stranger dying of thirst, Nori and Poppy spring into action, attempting to draw water as quickly as possible. But as they nurse their friend to health, the bucket tumbles back down the well and begins sounding an alarm. When Easterlings arrive to capture the Istari, Stranger conjures a tornado that sends his Harfoot companions off into the desert.
When we last saw Isildur (Maxim Baldry), he was crushed under a beam shortly after Mount Doom’s eruption. His father, Elendil (Lloyd Owen), returned to Númenor with the now-blind Queen Regen Míriel (Cynthia Addai-Robinson). The only one who still believes Isildur is alive is his loyal horse, Bereck. After disposing of some Orcs, Bereck finds his companion in a great spider’s nest. The spider sequence is a blast, particularly during the moment when one of the arachnids pops an Orc head like a grape.
Isildur makes his way back to the Southlands, where he happens upon Arondir and Theo, who are grieving the death of Bronwyn. Her death created a rift between Arondir (Ismael Cruz Cordova) and Theo (Tyroe Muhafidin). After her passing, Arondir, in his detached, Elvish way, takes on an even greater sense of sorrow. But he has experienced this kind of thing before. His family was killed during the fall of Beleriand, and like Theo, Arondir blames himself for their deaths. Theo, too, feels responsible. Perhaps she’d still be alive if he hadn’t played around with the hilt last season. But while he pushes Arondir away, he embraces Isildur. Isildur, like Galadriel, is beginning to regret how he acted last season and reveals that he, too, is escaping guilt, confessing that his mother drowned while attempting to rescue him.
Part of the reason episode three is such a success is that Isildur is the closest thing we’ve got to a regular human on the show which brings a nice balance to the heightened abilities of so many of the other characters. When Isildur and Theo catch up to the horse-nappers, the woods come alive in one of the show’s most compelling moments thus far.
Things wouldn’t be much better for Isildur on Númenor. When Elendil and Míriel return to the island, they learn Tar-Palantir has died, and Míriel will ascend the throne. However, returning to their shores with the stink of failure, supporters of Pharazôn (Trystan Gravelle) believe he should be king and begin sowing the seeds of discontent. At Míriel’s coronation, Isildur’s sister Eärien (Ema Horvath) steals the Palantir from the dead king’s quarters and accuses Míriel of Elvish witchcraft. Míriel attempts to win back her people by validating their grief, but when an Eagle swoops into Númenor, Pharazôn takes it as a nomination from a higher power.
There’s always a split between free will and fate in Lord Of The Rings. A god watches over these characters, and its invisible hand guides them toward the correct path. However, characters are expected to choose the right path. When the Eagle lands, Pharazôn pounces to claim it as an endorsement of his leadership, but there’s no reason to assume that’s what the Eagle was doing. Pharazôn reads the omen as he sees fit.
The same is true of Celebrimbor. He doesn’t have to listen to Sauron and likely knows he shouldn’t. Galadriel tells him not to forge with Halbrand again, but his ego gets the better of him. The series repeatedly asks its characters to swallow their pride and do the right thing, even if that means telling your High King that you briefly were briefly infatuated with a Dark Lord and maybe even dreamed of being a Dark Queen. These are impossible decisions, ones that were not only laid out by fate but by Sauron. He also is an unseen hand, often waiting for his prey to do the job for him. There’s always a choice, Sauron learns. In his mind, he’s making the correct one. By his admission, Sauron wants to heal Middle-earth. Promising a cure for their homelands, Sauron offers Elves and Dwarves just that. Call it a gift.
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Chuckles and Thoughts
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Last Comment
I’m at the airport preparing my return home.
Lovely trip ending with a brilliant meal at LaurieRaphael.
Amazing and needing its own issue.
Either next week or the week after.
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