Since my stay on your planet began, I’ve grown to believe
that music is one of the grandest accomplishments of your species. That’s why I
noticed with interest that Tuesday was the 100th anniversary of the birth
of singer Billie Holiday. She is one of my favorites. What amazes me is that
this great woman, what you call a a person or thing regarded as a representative
symbol of something in the field of music, (Editor’s note: He means “icon”) was
not allowed to use public restrooms when she traveled with bands across your
great country. Unbelievable.
I read where she wasn’t particularly noted for her vocal
range, or even the pure quality of her tonal output. But my oh my, if you may
permit an alien in your midst to observe, how she used what she had.
With so many favorites to choose from, it’s hard to pick
one, but I am, as you say, “partial,” to “I’ll Be Seeing You.”
It sure seems odd to me that the person who could perform
this wasn’t even allowed to sit with the white band members in venues while on
break. But then, the bigotry expressed by some members of your species
continues to confuse me. See: “Indiana” and “Arkansas.”
Anyway, until next time, “I’ll be seeing you, in everything
that’s light and gay” … oops, better not use that word.
Your friend,
C.W.
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| Now what kind of country would forbid this great lady a bathroom break? - C.W. |
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