Friday Evening

No, I still haven't figured out who I'm going to vote for in the California Primary, perhaps because I still haven't decided if I should vote for the person I think would be the best President or the person I think would be the best candidate. If it's the latter, I'm concerned Mike Bloomberg can't attract the black vote and I'm wondering what the black vote for him is like in those polls that show him nine points ahead of Trump.

Bernie seems to be running strong but as others have noted, the Trump Attack Machine really hasn't turned its guns of him to tell us that if America elects Bernie, it will go Communist within two years and they'll take away everyone's freedom, chocolate, puppy dogs, Christianity and Netflix. I also think someone has to ask the question of what happens if Sanders becomes the candidate and experiences another heart attack like he did last October. Trump got a lot of mileage out of insisting Hillary was on the verge of death.

It's times like this I have to remember that my vote is not going to determine the outcome. As hard as it may be to believe, it might not even be one of the major factors.


Several of you are now sending me long essays recalling the first comic book you recall buying. If you want to, fine. I'll read 'em but please remember that I rarely post articles by anyone else on this blog — maybe one out every 500 I receive. Don't waste your time if you think I'm going to turn the floor over to you.


The transfer of my Randy Rainbow tickets last week went through the good offices of Ticketmaster. They are now sending me e-mails that tell me if I enjoyed Randy, I'm sure to enjoy tickets to see the Kings play the Clippers and/or the Celtics play the Lakers. Unless those teams are now made up of gay guys singing song parodies about Rudy Giuliani, I fail to see the connection.


I said earlier that the first Jay Ward show was Rocky and His Friends in 1959. Several of you wrote to ask, "What about Crusader Rabbit?" Yes, well, what about Crusader Rabbit? Jay was one of the producers but it wasn't his studio, his name wasn't on it, no one thinks of it in the same way as the real Jay Ward shows…


Lastly: The Ahmanson Theater in Downtown Los Angeles is mounting a new production of one of my favorite musicals, 1776, this summer and cheapo tickets are now on sale. Before you rush to scoop up any of them, you should know two things, one being that some of the dates overlap with Comic-Con in San Diego. So if you're going to that, as a good many readers of this blog are, that will impact which dates you can go see 1776.

Second thing: This new production is rumored to involve "non-traditional casting," which I guess means black and/or female performers playing the white guys who founded this country. I am all for casting the best actors available, regardless of race or gender, but maybe that doesn't work for every single show. It seems to me that the fact that anyone who wasn't male or white didn't have a seat at the table is one of the important parts of this play.

I am absolutely not condemning a production I haven't seen yet — which may not even have been fully cast yet — but I'm a bit skeptical. Since it's only a bit, I bought tickets but not expensive ones. At this link, you can procure seats for the clever price of $17.76 or slightly better ones, also at well below usual Ahmanson tariffs. They also have $17.76 tickets at Goldstar. Purchase at your own risk. I hope "non-traditional casting" doesn't give us a John Adams who is not the least bit obnoxious or disliked.