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cladestine · 2 years

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prompt: based on the song tally by blackpink ( specifically chaeyoung's part)

pairing: rosé x reader

genre: fluff

note: listening to tally sparked an idea in me so here it is. hope you all like it. please listen to gravity by john mayer while reading it hehehehe.

Chaeyoung loves her job. a lot. Don't get her wrong, she loves creating music, interacting with fans, and all the privilege that comes with it. But she's human, too, and being an idol feels like she's far from it—the flashing lights, gossip, lack of privacy, and a slew of other things that take her away from who she truly is.

Everybody tells her to "do this" , "do that" , "wear this", "act nice". it's honestly taking a toll on her; and when it's getting too much, she would go to the only person that keeps her sane, to her safe haven in this exhausting world— you.

You and Chaeyoung met on a photoshoot back when the girls were on the cover of this famous magazine. Since you are the assistant of the assistant of the photographer, it basically means that your main task is to be a minion to everyone in the room, including the girls of Blackpink. Chaeyoung asked if you were a fan of John Mayer because of the shirt you're wearing. You got shy but eventually nodded—and the rest is history.

"That's unfair. You are good at this game. Let's play something else. What about Mortal Kombat? " she said. You are in Chaeyoung's apartment. They have a few weeks off before their world tour kicks off, so she decided to spend the remaining weeks with you. "You really want to beat me, don't you? It's on." You challenge her. Times like this are worth keeping in your core memory. Her smile and carefree attitude are something that makes you fall for her more.

"I'm hungry. Wanna order pizza?" You asked her. It's been a couple of hours and both of you are still playing Mortal Kombat. The score is 10-3, and Chaeyoung is really serious when she says that she'll destroy you. So you surrendered. There's no way you can keep up with a 7-point deficit. "What about we go to that restaurant downtown?" Chaeyoung suggested. You are hesitant about the idea, and it shows on your face. "I'll dress down and wear my cap and glasses. Besides, we also have a face mask on, so there's no way they can tell it's me. " she probed. You are just concerned that she will be recognized in the streets, but the happiness that radiates in her body when she's choosing a cap to wear is enough for you to give in.

You are both walking down the busy street downtown. You don't want to admit it, but Chaeyoung did a great job of choosing the right clothes and cap to wear. She really blended in with the people here. You are on your way to the restaurant when you both hear a man singing. Chaeyoung dragged you to where the sound was coming from. It is a man with a guitar in hand. He is busking and taking requests from the few people who are watching him.

"This next song is my favorite one. This is the first English song that I learned when I decided to pursue music. I hope you like it," the man said. Chaeyoung cheered with such excitement. You looked at her in awe, it is such a nice sight to see how she is enjoying her free time with a carefree attitude and contentment.

You're still looking at her when a familiar riff played on the guitar. Your eyes widened, your heart jumped a beat, and an amused expression was evident on your face. Chaeyoung looked at you with the same amused expression, "It's our song, y/n," she said calmly. It's "Gravity" by John Mayer. Chaeyoung held your hand. She squeezed it to tell you that it was okay. It was comforting— her hands not leaving yours felt like an assurance that her braveness was not just carried away by her emotions but rather, a serious gesture of love like she wouldn't be anywhere else but here, with you. It was euphoric, her bravery is addicting, and you seriously don't want it to end—so to savor the moment, you decided to close your eyes and enjoy the warmth of Chaeyoung's hand in yours.

Your eyes were still closed when Chaeyoung called your name. You open your eyes to ask her what's wrong—but Chaeyoung was already looking at you with no facemask on. You were about to scold her when she beat you first to it. "Let them talk. I don't care, it is you that I want." she sincerely said, and kissed you. The kiss was innocent yet passionate. hasty but sincere. You both kissed a lot of times before, but this kiss was the most pure and thrilling kiss you had ever since you started your relationship together.

"We are so dead," you said. Both of you are on your way back to Chaeyoung's apartment. After the kiss, you ditched the restaurant and decided to go back home. You looked at each other and laughed. "What if anyone noticed?" you ushered. Chaeyoung stopped in her tracks and looked at you...

"Then fuck it," Chaeyoung said.

#blackpink x reader #chaeyoung x reader #rosé park #rosé imagines #rosé x reader #park chaeyoung #roseanne park #rose x reader #chaeyoung imagines #rose imagines #blackpink rosé #born pink

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bisluthq · 9 days

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I think she was willing to burn her whole life & brand down for him but didn’t stop and think for a minute about what the reality of their life together would look like beyond romanticising writing and creating music together. I’d wager the backlash was partly annoying to her because it also rose questions she’d tried to ignore when he made her believe he was all in

I think this is a bit excessive. I mean yeah the fans weren't happy, but I don't think unless it hurt her money it would really bother that much. And when the ghosting happened the backlash was also calming down. If he had kept the new era persona and kept going to her shows, people would have forgotten. Her friends were on board, her parents didn't mind... She wasn't really destroying anything. Seems like she went around her own parents to date John Mayer, so sometimes her ideas are not the brightest.

Also someone correct if I'm wrong, but I actually think in May I saw maylors dying of excitement the band would be working with Taylor's tour promoter. There's even a clip of Matty going around her equipment very interested. And then with the new dates seemed like they were kind of trying to do it in a way where the dates were close but on different days. Or then they would have on the same way and both days off. I remember them commenting something about this

eh she destroyed her life with Joe (who wasn’t great obviously but who was yk not leaving either). I think that’s what we (definitely I but also I believe the anons who’ve said similar things) mean when we say she was willing to blow shit up for Matty. She was willing to ditch their plans, let him get his shit, tell their friends, cut him off from his cats, etc for this… man who promised her all these things and then bailed two months later. Joe sucked but Joe sucked pretty much the same way he always had like from the very beginning. Matty hurt her.

and yes her and Matty were planning a life together and then he very much bailed and that’s not fucking cool.

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shesabadbadgirl · 2 years

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the "fearless is joes album, john mayer better be scared when taylor drops speak now (tv)"-comments are fun and all, but taylor has only written albums for/about two people (excluding herself).

the most important thing to understand is the title tracks and why she named the album after specifically them

taylor swift - self titled, obviously about herself. has love songs and breakup songs, but of different people. the album isn't dedicated to anyone.

fearless - the title track isn't about joe jonas. taylor herself said: "I think sometimes when you’re writing love songs, you don’t write them about what you’re going through at the moment, you write about what you wish you had." fearless as both an album and a song symbolizes the feeling of falling in love, of being in love, of being loved, and of losing love.

speak now - the secret message for the song speak now says "you always regret what you don't say", and I think that this encapsulates this album perfectly. from the first track, saying that he is the best thing that has ever been hers, back to december where she regrets the way she hurt lautner, in dear john screaming "don't you think 19 is too young?" a little too late, enchanted being about regretting not asking someone out, and the final track as an homage of things she doesn't want to regret not having said. this is not an album dissing john mayer. it's an album about getting to say what she regretted not saying.

red - we made it! the first album specifically for someone. this song is specifically about jake gyllenhaal, about loving him, missing him, trying to forget him. this also encapsulates the album perfectly. the album red is about love and it is about loss, specifically the love and loss of jake gyllenhaal, which differs it from fearless.

1989 - we don't have to dig deeper than to look at the album name and cover to see who this album is about. 1989 could just as well been called taylor swift 2. the secret messages definelty seem to follow a new york love story, but the album is not about or for anything but her. it's an album for her.

reputation - and then we get introduced to joe alwyn. this album is a mix between dissin' on her haters (maybe some specific divorced haters), and a love letter to joe. the album title is for both: her reputation has been destroyed, and joe must like her in spite of her reputation.

lover - do I need to even say anything? this album is the sweetest show of affection I have ever seen an artist do. this album is for joe- for her lover.

folklore & evermore - I grouped these together because I believe them to be "for" the same person. they are for her. she wanted to write stories with her friends and her boyfriend. she did.

#blondie #blondie theories #taylor swift #taylor swift theories #taylor swift albums #1989 #folklore #speak now #red #lover #fearless #evermore #reputation #taylors version #jake gyllenhaal #joe alwyn

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livetogether--diealone · 5 months

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5, 16, 75 [F1-75], 90 [SF90] for the Wrapped asks! 😻

Uh so many more terrible recommendation from me! <3 beautiful numbers :') i miss everything about these

5 -> 45 - Bleachers this is poetry, i love the lyrics in this so much; side note everyone should listen to their tiny desk concert

16 -> Love You For a Long Time - Maggie Rogers rom com vibe, happy place, in love with your best friend type of thing

75 -> Go in Light - Marcus Mumford this whole album destroyed me and made me whole

90 -> Angel from Montgomery - John Mayer (live) this is one of those just from youtube, and i'll be forever thanking who uploaded this live amazing, great cover; sometimes i think i'm over JM and then i listen to anything and i'm back into it deeply

Spotify wrapped but it's my most listened on my laptop from some point this year in april onward

#this came out very sebchal-esque dare i say maybe not the last one but maybe the whole ferrari adoration and all #maybe it's my mind playing tricks on me #mh my not listening to much italian songs is showing #ask time #leqclerc tag

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theycallme-thejackal · 2 years

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Back to You by John Mayer

Pairing: Lenny Bruce & Midge Maisel Rated T Warnings: Mild Sexual Content

It doesn't matter how many times they end things.

It's almost always mutual. An understanding that this cannot happen again. But the second they find themselves in each other's orbit, it's magnetic. It's intoxicating. It's inevitable.

They are inevitable.

And then there was the time he ran off to California. After his conviction. "I can't do this, Midge. I'm going to ruin you. And you have too much left to do."

She stood on the sidewalk, watching his cab drive away, feeling her heart break into a thousand little pieces.

She didn't follow him. Not immediately.

But after three nights spent staring at the empty space in her bed where he used to lay, she shows up in West Hollywood.

"I may have things left to do, but I don't want to do them without you," she says the second he opens the door.

He looks stressed, which is to be expected. He's been to hell and back over the last few months. She kisses him tenderly, but it almost immediately deepens, clothes being shed as he guides her to whatever available surface they can find, which happens to be his kitchen table.

When they finish, their skin damp, her legs wrapped around his waist, she cups his neck in her hands and kisses him sweetly. "I'll never give up on you," she promises quietly.

"Doesn't it scare you?" He asks, his eyes filled with trepidation.

"No," she insists. "No, Lenny. The only thing that scares me right now is the idea of never seeing you again."

"I'm going to destroy you," he whispers, a tear falling.

She kisses it away. "No," she repeats, her fingers toying with the hair at the nape of his neck. "Lenny, the only way you can destroy me is by not letting me love you."

He wraps his arms around her, burying his face in her neck as he hugs her just a little too tightly. She doesn't mind it.

She kisses his shoulder. "I love you," she promises.

"I love you too, Midge," he whispers.

#midgelenny #midge x lenny #midgexlenny #tmmm fanfic #marvelous mrs. maisel fanfic #writing prompt #otp: more important than god #jackal fics #answers #angst #light angst #hurt #comfort

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thelesbiancanary · 1 year

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Taylor sang Would've Could've Should've three days ago in Nashville as one of the surprise songs!

She wrote this song about John Mayer who abused her back in 2009 when they briefly dated for a couple months.

Hearing her sing the bridge, which is arguably the most heartbreaking part of the song, makes me so emotional because she's 33 now, and in 2009 when she was 19, John Mayer (her abuser) who was 32 at the time, took advantage of her teenage innocence and naiveté and abused her. He destroyed her ability to trust and ability to feel safe in relationships. He took away her innocence and he changed her perception of what love was.

Hearing Taylor sing the lyric, “Living for the thrill of hitting you where it hurts, give me back my girlhood, it was mine first,” 13 years later in front of 70,000+ fans must be so therapeutic for her. She sounded like she was going to cry while singing it :(

Given the fact that she released Would've Could've Should've 7 months ago, it's clear that John's abuse still affects Taylor, even though it's been more than a decade since their relationship ended.

Hearing the fans sing so loud that you can barely hear Taylor at times is INCREDIBLE. I hope Taylor knows how much we love her and support her <3

Taylor was a teenager, and John was a grown man. John took away Taylor's girlhood. JOHN should've known better than to date a TEENAGER when he was a GROWN MAN. Taylor deserved better, and it was NOT her fault. Taylor is so strong, I just hope she knows how strong she is and how much her fans love her 💗

#taylor swift #midnights album #would've could've should've

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seiya-starsniper · 1 year

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for music asks: 20:A song that has many meanings to you; 23:A song that you think everybody should listen to; 30:A song that reminds you of yourself!

20 - A song that has many meanings to you;

Shake it Out - Florence + The Machine: this song is SUCH a mood to me and it smean so many different things to me depending on what mood I'm in. I've listened to it after romantic breakups, after I've had a bad day, when I'm trying to hype myself up to make a change in my life, right before a big work presentation, and sometimes just because. It's such a cathartic song for me, truly.

23 - A song that you think everybody should listen to;

Flu Game by Fall Out Boy. I love this new album they've put out but something about "I carved out a place in this world for two, but it's empty without you" just hnnnnnngghhhhh. Absolutely destroys me.

30 - A song that reminds you of yourself!

Would've, Could've, Should've by Taylor Swift. I wanted to go with something more upbeat and positive but whoops lol. The song is all but confirmed to be about her relationship with John Mayer, who she dated at 19 and he was 32. I have had a similar experience and just whew, this song hits me right in the "oh no, it's me".

Music Asks Game!

#seiya answers #ask game #keynoi #thanks for asking friend <3

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a-crepusculo · 2 years

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After the Miami kiss, Marchia is hanging out with the gang and Ethan is (not so discreetly) staring at her, and a song starts playing that makes Ethan feel all kinds of emotions towards her, what is that song?

Okay, so I've given this question so much thought....

And I think my answer will be: Slow Dancing in a Burning Room - John Mayer.

Why, you ask? Because at that point in time, Ethan still firmly believes that he could not be with her. He was only going to pull Marchia down, ruin her career, and absolutely destroy her reputation. So, in his head... they were slow dancing in a burning room.

#question and answer #openheartforeverinmyheart #Ethan x Marchia

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moisummertime · 1 year

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I am not done changing Out on the run, changing I may be old and I may be young But I am not done changing

John Mayer - Changing

the past few days I've been rereading my old blog. I tried to see what I went through all those days where all I did was just crying every night, torturing myself with the thought that no one would never makes me happy like he did and blah blah blah. And reading that from the perspective of I am now feels weird and strange. I felt bad for what my old self had to go through, and all those days where she just had to be trapped in the idea that she doesn't deserve love was damn... I somehow glad I am right here, right now, in this state where I just surrender to whatever the universe put myself into. If I'm not fine now, I'll be fine later. I always be.

Revisiting those days somehow also make me feel more empowered and confident. Like I saw I went through those shits, I'm confident enough that can go through everything in this life. It wasn't just me, if things go wrong, everything take part in make that plot twist. Life isn't just suddenly feel jealous of you and want to see you suffer. Earlier today I had a talk about how uncomfortable changes can be, but change is just the only thing that is constant in life. Change of age, change of place, change of heart, change of emotion, the wheel of life will keeps going around, the earth rotate, and everything constantly developing and evolving. There's always new way of every part of life.

Comfort is temporary, and it's the only thing that disillusion people. Thinking that good days stays, but suddenly a tornado just destroy everything entirely and you have to start over. again. And the cycle never stops.

On the other side, the catastrophic days isn't gonna last forever. good days come, you'll see the sun again. You'll find yourself in comfort again. But then again how you respond to changes matter. So when things change, I'll just accept it. Okay, so what's next? Whether I divert my focus or embrace that change for a bit to feel the sense of it, that's def depends on me. I probably panic first for sure and getting some anxiety attack but it's not gonna last that long. My confidence ass knows what I can do better in such situation.

Having a priority.

Am I sad and anxious with the recent change at work and my personal life? Sure? Am I gonna drown it it? maybe a little bit. What I can do to make my life get better? Take my ass into that driver seat and start driving to the direction where I can and confident to go.

I'm for sure right now is too old to just seek temporal validation from men through social media, online dating, and even bar/club. I like when recruiter just spamming my LinkedIn messages and even asking me connection. Like it's so fucking noisy these days omg get in line people *blushed*

What's important to me now is to advance my career and get a lot of money. Thanks to my parents who never spoil me and my mom who always said that I shouldn't rely financially on anyone especially men (Thanks Dad for making my mom feel that way). So yeah, that's why although I met a lot of rich men, they're too boring for me. Like I need passionate person who chase his dream, fun, kind, and smart. The least thing I expect from their kind is money. Personality goes first ;) And def, the most important is connection. I might dated a lot of guys. I can count with 1 hand fingers how many men I have connection with. It's that rare, yes. That's why I appreciate it when I get one.

But then again, although love isnt my priority right now. Id welcome it if I were blessed to have it. Just because I have priority doesnt mean I neglect the other things in my life. Its like juggling. Everything takes turn to be on the top. You dont just spend 1 day focusing on work. Theres time to eat l, to chill, to spend time with your loved one, to get some quality me time. With some practice, we can do it.

I mean any radical shift that happen in life, it's definitely better to ride along with it. You see the wave comes, you surf. Always have a surfing board with yourself so you know what to do. Experiences is like a surfing board. Let's be honest, we all have gone through so many radical shifts in life. Breakups, covid, cheating, relocating, new job, death, etc. I don't know how people handle changes, but I always try to learn from it and add the experience to my library so I can use the reference to move forward in life. And the learning never stops. Of course, Im still well and alive so it will never stop. def gonna stop once I die hehe.

I remember I had this Tarot reading back in early 2021. Tarot reader is my best friend in navigating life. They don't predict your future, they just give reading of the card and help you be more mindful in navigating your present life in so you can be better in future.

Some psychic can see future but well, no one knows exactly. Because if you watch avengers and the ancient one explained how timeline works, your choice will determine it. So I got several interesting card in that sessions.

Seven of Swords, Page of Swords, Temperance, Empress, and Queen of Swords.

A lot of Sword cards. Sneaky, agile, nurturing, feminine, and Independent.

Im reading that again and see myself now. This woman was fucking right. I forgot about this reading and I was like... mindblown. My sad ass in 2021 seems like following her advice to navigate my life those times.

And the intuitive message that I got... maybe that's not that I'm "Spiritually Sensitive." I just read patterns better ;)

Growing older never feel this empowering. Wait, is it what it feels like when they said about someone who got their shit together? 😂

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brookstonalmanac · 1 year

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Events 1.11

532 – Nika riots in Constantinople: A quarrel between supporters of different chariot teams—the Blues and the Greens—in the Hippodrome escalates into violence. 630 – Conquest of Mecca: The prophet Muhammad and his followers conquer the city, and the Quraysh association of clans surrenders. 1055 – Theodora is crowned empress of the Byzantine Empire. 1158 – Vladislaus II, Duke of Bohemia becomes King of Bohemia. 1569 – First recorded lottery in England. 1654 – Arauco War: A Spanish army is defeated by local Mapuche-Huilliches as it tries to cross Bueno River in Southern Chile. 1759 – The first American life insurance company, the Corporation for Relief of Poor and Distressed Presbyterian Ministers and of the Poor and Distressed Widows and Children of the Presbyterian Ministers (now part of Unum Group), is incorporated in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. 1779 – Ching-Thang Khomba is crowned King of Manipur. 1787 – William Herschel discovers Titania and Oberon, two moons of Uranus. 1805 – The Michigan Territory is created. 1861 – American Civil War: Alabama secedes from the United States. 1863 – American Civil War: The three-day Battle of Arkansas Post concludes as General John McClernand and Admiral David Dixon Porter capture Fort Hindman and secure control over the Arkansas River for the Union. 1863 – American Civil War: CSS Alabama encounters and sinks the USS Hatteras off Galveston Lighthouse in Texas. 1879 – The Anglo-Zulu War begins. 1908 – Grand Canyon National Monument is created. 1912 – Immigrant textile workers in Lawrence, Massachusetts, go on strike when wages are reduced in response to a mandated shortening of the work week. 1914 – The Karluk, flagship of the Canadian Arctic Expedition, sank after being crushed by ice. 1917 – The Kingsland munitions factory explosion occurs as a result of sabotage. 1922 – Leonard Thompson becomes the first person to be injected with insulin. 1923 – Occupation of the Ruhr: Troops from France and Belgium occupy the Ruhr area to force Germany to make its World War I reparation payments. 1927 – Louis B. Mayer, head of film studio Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer (MGM), announces the creation of the Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences, at a banquet in Los Angeles, California. 1935 – Amelia Earhart becomes the first person to fly solo from Hawaii to California. 1942 – World War II: Japanese forces capture Kuala Lumpur, the capital of the Federated Malay States. 1942 – World War II: Japanese forces attack Tarakan in Borneo, Netherlands Indies (Battle of Tarakan) 1943 – The Republic of China agrees to the Sino-British New Equal Treaty and the Sino-American New Equal Treaty. 1943 – Italian-American anarchist Carlo Tresca is assassinated in New York City. 1946 – Enver Hoxha, Secretary General of the Communist Party of Albania, declares the People's Republic of Albania with himself as head of state. 1949 – The first "networked" television broadcasts took place as KDKA-TV in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania goes on the air connecting the east coast and mid-west programming. 1957 – The African Convention is founded in Dakar, Senegal. 1959 – 36 people are killed when Lufthansa Flight 502 crashes on approach to Rio de Janeiro/Galeão International Airport in Brazil. 1961 – Throngs Neck Bridge over the East River, linking New York City's boroughs of The Bronx and Queens, opens to road traffic. 1962 – Cold War: While tied to its pier in Polyarny, the Soviet submarine B-37 is destroyed when fire breaks out in its torpedo compartment. 1962 – An avalanche on Huascarán in Peru causes around 4,000 deaths. 1964 – Surgeon General of the United States Dr. Luther Terry, M.D., publishes the landmark report Smoking and Health: Report of the Advisory Committee to the Surgeon General of the United States saying that smoking may be hazardous to health, sparking national and worldwide anti-smoking efforts. 1972 – East Pakistan renames itself Bangladesh. 1973 – Major League Baseball owners vote in approval of the American League adopting the designated hitter position. 1986 – The Gateway Bridge, Brisbane, Queensland, Australia is officially opened. 1994 – The Irish Government announces the end of a 15-year broadcasting ban on the IRA and its political arm Sinn Féin. 1995 – 51 people are killed in a plane crash in María La Baja, Colombia. 1996 – The Space Shuttle Endeavour is launched on mission STS-72 to retrieve the Japanese Space Flyer Unit. 1998 – Over 100 people are killed in the Sidi-Hamed massacre in Algeria. 2003 – Illinois Governor George Ryan commutes the death sentences of 167 prisoners on Illinois's death row based on the Jon Burge scandal. 2013 – One French soldier and 17 militants are killed in a failed attempt to free a French hostage in Bulo Marer, Somalia. 2020 – COVID-19 pandemic in Hubei: Municipal health officials in Wuhan announce the first recorded death from COVID-19.

#Events

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carrickbender · 2 years

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SEPT POUR DIMANCHE

- This week has been a wild ride. I had a few days off, and finally finished up the quarter. I did ok this quarter, and this next is looking like the same chance for ok grades. 4 quarters to go, so by this time next year, I'll be done with my 4 year. I'm planning on starting my MBA right after, but the thought of enjoying a quarter off is downright sinful.

- Tuesday night was John Mayer at Climate Pledge in Seattle, and it was a fantastic show. The musicianship was incredible, lots of deep album tracks("Walt Grace Submarine Test, 1967 got me a little misty), and it was a blast to go with H and actually have a 'date' for the 1st time in 3+ years.

- My work week was absolutely miserable. Like, "coming home covered in pulp and red liquor miserable because everything that could go wrong, did go wrong" miserable. So that was fun... :-/

- Taylor Hawkins... simply no words. What an amazing light dimmed way too soon. In my own selfishness, my friend Randy and I had tickets to see the Foo in August. Just to hear "one of these days" or "wheels"... yeah, just heartbreaking.

- Speaking of weeks and unnecessary b.s., I've been my moms chauffeur for the past 3 days because her mechanic has been messing about and she doesnt want to drive her F250. Now I don't blame her on that front, at all. But I've been working nights all week, and its seriously cut into what little sleep I've been getting. Now I can deal with very little sleep, but the 30 mins of complaining about absolutely everything is just... yeah. I love my mom, but some of her theories are nuts.

- The little box in the corner from Union tube and transistor is my first journey into the land of boutique guitar pedals, which just might become a habit... Maybe it was bad that I was a huge U2 fan growing up, The edge being "an architect of sound" and me being a huge fan of his playing. But an even bigger maybe is that you might actually get to hear it one of these days.

- Tomorrow starts 6 days in a row(possibly 7), and I'm not looking forward to pulling on my boots in 6 hours. I feel lost, tired, and in need of spiritual rejuvenation. No, I'm not looking for old time religion, but im kinda approaching the season in my life where I should have a moment to look around at the bigger picture and appreciate it. But yet, every time I seem to look up lately it's like I keep getting deeper into the myre. The Bible verse from Psalms, "My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? Why are you so far from saving me, so far from the words of my groaning?" Keeps going in my head, but I know it's me who saves me in the end. I rebuilt my life after my divorce, after destroying my knee, and now I'm attempting to rebuild a life while being a parent of a small child in my mid 40s. And while I rejoice at my ability to rebound, I can't help but wonder, "is there any relief?".

Anyhow, much love to yall. Thanks for listening and sticking around. You all inspire and amaze me, every day.

#me #this is my life #dadlife #henry adam #exhausted #dad life #adulting #john mayer #the search for everything #sob rock #oh and my dumb stomach is back on its bullshit

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megumisbimbo · 3 years

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Megumi Fushiguro as a Dad

dad!megumi fushiguro x reader

song: the heart of life - john mayer

- megumi didn’t seem like the type to dive head first into fatherhood

- you were actually a little nervous when you found out you were pregnant

- being a jujutsu sorcerer, megumi was constantly put into danger

- many things clouded your husband’s mind and you didn’t want him to worry about keeping you AND a baby safe

- megumi’s father didn’t set the best example either

- so you were afraid of how he would approach parenting

- once you had your son you realized you were completely wrong

- megumi was the sweetest father to your little baby boy

- he always made time, no matter how tired he was, no matter how many curses he destroyed, he would always come home and spend time with his baby

- your son took a great liking to his father’s cursed power

- megumi happily called on his divine dogs to play with his son

- and his divine dogs took a great liking to the baby as well

it was a quiet afternoon, you had just got off work. megumi was off today so he volunteered to stay home and watch the baby rather than sending him to day care. you were glad that your son got to spend more time with his father and megumi was more than happy to babysit. you got to the front door of your house, unlocked the door and were met with the loud giggles and small barks of your baby and megumi’s divine dog. it was a sight for sore eyes. your sweet little son was flat on top of the dog while the dog wiggled and squirmed under him. you turned your head and saw an exhausted megumi sound asleep on the couch next to them. your baby was not the easiest baby to take care of taking care of him must have completely worn him out. you walked over to him and kissed his cheek softly waking him up slightly.

“tired?”

“very. how do you do this everyday?”

“i have no idea babe”

you picked your son off the dog and the dog rolled over and followed after you as you went to go get a bottle for the baby. the black dog say quietly next to you furiously wagging his tail waiting for you to put your baby down so he can shower him with licks. your son peeks over your shoulder sees the divine dog and starts giggling uncontrollably as the dog jumps next to him. you feel two arms wrap around your waist and a head rests on your shoulder opposite your baby. megumi plants a few kisses along your jawline. you felt a few butterflies flutter in your stomach. you were so in love with both your boys. life couldn’t be any better.

a/n: Megumi as a dad...i- enjoy this short little drabble ! also I didn’t proofread this aha :’))

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John Mayer actually better RUN because speak now vault songs will destroy him and his stupid little ego 🙂🤪

i really wonder how close taylor will go to that one - she seems to want to revisit it as little as possible

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The Mysterious Death of a Hollywood Director

This is the tale of a very famous Hollywood mogul and a not-so-famous movie director. In May of 1933 they embarked together on a hunting trip to Canada, but only one of them came back alive. It’s an unusual tale with an uncertain ending, and to the best of my knowledge it’s never been told before.

I. The Mogul

When we consider the factors that enabled the Hollywood studio system to work as well as it did during its peak years, circa 1920 to 1950, we begin with the moguls, those larger-than-life studio chieftains who were the true stars on their respective lots. They were tough, shrewd, vital, and hard working men. Most were Jewish, first- or second-generation immigrants from Europe or Russia; physically on the small side but nonetheless formidable and – no small thing – adaptable. Despite constant evolution in popular culture, technology, and political and economic conditions in their industry and the outside world, most of the moguls who made their way to the top during the silent era held onto their power and wielded it for decades. Their names are still familiar: Zukor, Goldwyn, Mayer, Jack Warner and his brothers, and a few more. And of course, Darryl F. Zanuck. In many ways Zanuck personified the common image of the Hollywood mogul. He was an energetic, cigar-chewing, polo mallet-swinging bantam of a man, largely self-educated, with a keen aptitude for screen storytelling and a well-honed sense of what the public wanted to see. Like Charlie Chaplin he was widely assumed to be Jewish, and also like Chaplin he was not, but in every other respect Zanuck was the very embodiment of the dynamic, supremely confident Hollywood showman.

In the mid-1920s he got a job as a screenwriter at Warner Brothers, at a time when that studio was still something of a podunk operation. The young man succeeded on a grand scale, and was head of production before he was 30 years old. Ironically, the classic Warners house style, i.e. clipped, topical, and earthy, often dark and sometimes grimly funny, as in such iconic films as The Public Enemy, I Am a Fugitive from a Chain Gang, and 42nd Street, was established not by Jack, Harry, Sam, or Albert Warner, but by Darryl Zanuck, who was the driving force behind those hits and many others from the crucial early talkie period. He played a key role in launching the gangster cycle and a new wave of sassy show biz musicals. At some point during 1932-33, however, Zanuck realized he would never rise above his status as Jack Warner’s right-hand man and run the studio, no matter how successful his projects proved to be, because of two insurmountable obstacles: 1) his name was not Warner, and 2) he was a Gentile. Therefore, in order to achieve complete autonomy, Zanuck concluded that he would have to start his own company.

In mid-April of 1933 he picked a public fight with Jack Warner over a staff salary issue, then abruptly resigned. Next, he turned his attention to setting up a company in partnership with veteran producer Joseph Schenck, who was able to raise sufficient funds to launch the new concern. And then, Zanuck invited several associates from Warner Brothers to accompany him on an extended hunting trip in Canada.

Going into the wilderness and killing wild game, a pastime many Americans still regard as a routine, unremarkable form of recreation, is also of course a conspicuous show of machismo. But in this realm, as with his legendary libido, Zanuck was in a class by himself. He had been an enthusiastic hunter most of his life, dating back to his boyhood in Nebraska. Once he became a big wheel at Warners in the late ’20s he took to organizing high-style duck-hunting expeditions: the young executive and his fellow sportsmen would travel to the appointed location in private railroad cars, staffed by uniformed servants. Heavy drinking on these occasions was not uncommon. (Inevitably, film buffs will recall The Ale & Quail Club from Preston Sturges’ classic comedy The Palm Beach Story, but DFZ and his pals were not cute old character actors, and their bullets were quite real.) Members of Zanuck’s studio entourage were given to understand that participation in these outings was de rigueur if they valued their positions, and expected desirable assignments in the future. Director Michael Curtiz, who had no fondness for hunting, remembered the trips with distaste, and recalled that on one occasion he was nearly shot by a casting director who had no idea how to properly handle a gun.

But ducks were just the beginning. In 1927 Zanuck took his wife Virginia on an African safari. In Kenya Darryl bagged a rhinoceros and posed for a photo with his wife, crouched beside the rhino’s carcass. Virginia, an erstwhile Mack Sennett bathing beauty and former leading lady to Buster Keaton, appears shaken. Her husband looks exhilarated. During this safari Zanuck also killed an elephant. He kept the animal’s four feet in his office on the Warners lot, and used them as ashtrays. If any animal lover dared to express dismay, the Hollywood sportsman would retort: “It was him or me, wasn’t it?” Zanuck made several forays to Canada with his coterie in this period, gunning for grizzly bears. Director William “Wild Bill” Wellman, who was more of an outdoorsman than Curtiz, once went along, but soon became irritated with Zanuck’s bullying. The two men got into a drunken fistfight the night before the hunting had even begun. In the course of the ensuing trip the hunting party was snowbound for three days; Zanuck sprained his ankle while trailing a grizzly; the horse carrying medical supplies vanished; and Wellman got food poisoning. “It was the damnedest trip I’ve ever seen,” the director said later, “but Zanuck loved it.”

Now that Zanuck had severed his ties with the Warner clan and was on the verge of a new professional adventure, a trip to Canada with a few trusted associates would be just the ticket. This time the destination would be a hunting ground on the banks of the Canoe River, a tributary of the Columbia River, 102 miles north of Revelstoke, British Columbia, a city about 400 miles east of Vancouver. There, in a remote scenic area far from any paved roads, telephones, or other niceties of modern life, the men could discuss Zanuck’s new production company and, presumably, their own potential roles in it. Present on the expedition were screenwriter Sam Engel, director Ray Enright, 42nd Street director Lloyd Bacon, producer (and former silent film comedian) Raymond Griffith, and director John G. Adolfi, best known at the time for his work with English actor George Arliss. Adolfi, who was around 50 years old and seemingly in good health, would not return.

II. The Director

Even dedicated film buffs may draw a blank when the name John Adolfi is mentioned. Although he directed more than eighty films over a twenty-year period beginning in 1913, most of those films are now lost. He worked in every genre, with top stars, and made a successful transition from silent cinema to talkies. He seems to have been a well-respected but self-effacing man, seldom profiled in the press.

According to his tombstone Adolfi was born in New York City in 1881, but the exact date of his birth is one of several mysteries about his life. His father, Gustav Adolfi, was a popular stage comedian and singer who emigrated to the U.S. from Germany in 1879. Gustav performed primarily in New York and Philadelphia, and was known for such roles as Frosch the Jailer in Strauss’ Die Fledermaus. But he was a troubled man, said to be a compulsive gambler, and after his wife Jennie died (possibly of scarlet fever) it appears his life fell apart. Gustav’s singing voice gave out, and then he died suddenly in Philadelphia in October 1890, leaving John and his siblings orphaned. (An obituary in the Philadelphia Jewish Exponent reported that Gustav suffered a stroke, but family legend suggests he may have committed suicide.) After a difficult period John followed in his father’s footsteps and launched a stage career, and was soon working opposite such luminaries of the day as Ethel Barrymore and Dustin Farnum. Early in the new century the young actor wed Pennsylvania native Florence Crawford; the marriage would last until his death.

When the cinema was still in its infancy stage performers tended to regard movie work as slumming, but for whatever reason John Adolfi took the plunge. He made his debut before the cameras around 1907, probably at the Vitagraph Studio in Brooklyn. There he appeared as Tybalt in J. Stuart Blackton’s 1908 Romeo and Juliet , with Paul Panzer and Florence Lawrence in the title roles. He worked at the Edison Studio for director Edwin S. Porter, and at Biograph in a 1908 short called The Kentuckian which also featured two other stage veterans, D.W. Griffith and Mack Sennett. Most of Adolfi’s work as a screen actor was for the Éclair Studio in Fort Lee, New Jersey, the first film capital. The bulk of this company’s output was destroyed in a vault fire, but a 1912 adaptation of Robin Hood in which Adolfi appeared survives. That same year he also appeared in a famous docu-drama, as we would call it, Saved from the Titanic. This ten-minute short premiered less than a month after the Titanic disaster, and featured actress Dorothy Gibson, who actually survived the voyage, re-enacting her experience while wearing the same clothes she wore in the lifeboat. (This film, unfortunately, is among the missing.) After appearing in dozens of movies Adolfi moved behind the camera.

Much of his early work as a director was for a Los Angeles-based studio called Majestic, where he made crime dramas, Westerns, and comedies, films with titles like Texas Bill’s Last Ride and The Stolen Radium. In 1914 the company had a new supervisor: D. W. Griffith, now the top director in the business, who had just departed Biograph. Adolfi was one of the few Majestic staff directors who kept his job under the new regime. A profile in the February 1915 issue of Photoplay describes him as “a tallish, good-looking man, well-knit and vigorous, dark-haired and determined; his mouth and chin suggest that their owner expects (and intends) to have his own way unless he is convinced that the other fellow’s is better.” It was also reported that Adolfi had developed something of a following as an actor, but that he dropped out of the public eye when he became a director. Presumably, that’s what he wanted.

Adolfi left Majestic after three years, worked at Fox Films for a time as a staff director, then freelanced. During the remainder of the silent era he guided some of the screen’s legendary leading ladies: Annette Kellerman (Queen of the Sea, 1918), Marion Davies (The Burden of Proof, 1918), Mae Marsh (The Little ‘Fraid Lady, 1920), Betty Blythe (The Darling of the Rich, 1922), and Clara Bow (The Scarlet West, 1925). Not one of these films survives. A profile published in the New York World-Telegram during his stint at Fox reported that Adolfi was well-liked by his employees. He was “reticent when the conversation turned toward himself, but frank and outspoken when it concerned his work. Mr. Adolfi is not only a director who is skilled in the technique of his craft; he is also a deep student of human nature.” Asked how he felt about the cinema’s potential, he replied, with unconscious irony, “it is bound to live forever.”

III. The Talkies

In spring of 1927 Adolfi was offered a job at Warner Brothers. His debut feature for the studio What Happened to Father? (now lost) was a success, or enough of one anyway to secure him a professional foothold, and he worked primarily at WB thereafter. Thus he was fortuitously well-positioned for the talkie revolution, for although talking pictures were not invented at the studio it was Sam Warner and his brothers, more than anyone else, who sold an initially skeptical public on the new medium. After Adolfi had proven himself with three talkie features Darryl Zanuck handed him an expensive, prestige assignment, a lavish all-star revue entitled The Show of Shows which featured every Warners star from John Barrymore to Rin-Tin-Tin.

Other important assignments followed. In March of 1930 a crime melodrama called Penny Arcade opened on Broadway. It was not a success, but when Al Jolson saw it he sensed that the story had screen potential. He purchased the film rights at a bargain rate and then re-sold the property to his home studio, Warner Brothers. Adolfi was chosen to direct, but was doubtless surprised to learn that Jolson had insisted that two of the actors from the Broadway production repeat their performances before the cameras. One of the pair, Joan Blondell, had already appeared in three Vitaphone shorts to good effect, but the other, James Cagney, had never acted in a movie. Any doubts about Jolson’s instincts were quickly dispelled. Rushes of the first scenes featuring the newcomers so impressed studio brass that both were signed to five-year contracts. While Adolfi can’t be credited with discovering the duo, the film itself, re-christened Sinners’ Holiday,remains his strongest surviving claim to fame: he guided Jimmy Cagney’s screen debut.

At this point the director formed a professional relationship that would shape the rest of his career. George Arliss was a veteran stage actor who went into the movies and unexpectedly became a top box office draw. He was, frankly, an unlikely candidate for screen stardom. Already past sixty when talkies arrived, Arliss was a short, dignified man who resembled a benevolent gargoyle. But he was also a journeyman actor, a seasoned professional who knew how to command attention with a sudden sharp word or a raised eyebrow. Like Helen Hayes he was valued in Hollywood as a performer of unblemished reputation who lent the raffish film industry a touch of Class, in every sense of the word.

In 1929 Arliss appeared in a talkie version of Disraeli, a role he had played many times on stage, and became the first Englishman to take home an Academy Award for Best Actor. Thereafter he was known for stately portrayals of History’s Great Men, such as Voltaire and Alexander Hamilton, as well as fictional kings, cardinals, and other official personages. The old gentleman formed a close alliance with Darryl Zanuck, whom he admired, and was in turn granted privileges highly unusual for any actor at the time. Arliss had final approval of his scripts and authority over casting. He was also granted the right to rehearse his selected actors for two weeks before filming began. All that was left for the film’s director to do, it would seem, would be to faithfully record what his star wanted. Not many directors would accept this arrangement, but John Adolfi, who according to Photoplay “was determined to have his own way unless he is convinced that the other fellow’s is better,” clearly had no problem with it. His first film with Arliss was The Millionaire, released in May 1931; and in the two years that followed Adolfi directed eight more features, six of which were Arliss vehicles. He had found his niche in Hollywood.

One of Adolfi’s last jobs sans Arliss was a B-picture called Central Park, which reunited the director with Joan Blondell. It’s a snappy, topical, crazy quilt of a movie that packs a lot of incident into a 58-minute running time. Central Park was something of a sleeper that earned its director positive critical notices, and must have afforded him a lively holiday from those polite period pieces for the exacting Mr. Arliss.

In spring of 1933, after completing work on the Arliss vehicle Voltaire, Adolfi accompanied Darryl Zanuck and his entourage to British Columbia to hunt bears. Arliss intended to follow Zanuck to his new company, while Adolfi in turn surely expected to follow the star and continue their collaboration. Things didn’t work out that way.

IV. The Hunting Trip

It’s unclear how long the men were hunting before tragedy struck. On Sunday, May 14th, newspapers reported that film director John G. Adolfi had died the previous week – either on Wednesday or Thursday, depending on which paper one consults – at a hunting camp near the Canoe River. All accounts give the cause of death as a cerebral hemorrhage. According to the New York Herald-Tribune the news was conveyed in a long-distance phone call from Darryl Zanuck to screenwriter Lucien Hubbard in Los Angeles. Hubbard subsequently informed the press. The N.Y. Times reported that the entire hunting party (Zanuck, Engel, Enright, Bacon, and Griffith) accompanied Adolfi’s remains in a motorboat down the Columbia River to Revelstoke. From there the body was sent to Vancouver, B.C., where it was cremated. Write-ups of Adolfi’s career were brief, and tended to emphasize his work with George Arliss, though his recent success Central Park was widely noted. John’s widow Florence was mentioned in the Philadelphia City News obituary but otherwise seems to have been ignored; the couple had no children.

V. The Aftermath

Darryl F. Zanuck went on to found Twentieth Century Pictures, a name suggested by his hunting companion Sam Engel. One of the company’s biggest hits in its first year of operation was The House of Rothschild, starring George Arliss and directed by Alfred Werker. The venerable actor returned to England not long afterwards and retired from filmmaking in 1937. In his second book of memoirs, published three years later, Arliss devotes several pages of warm praise to Zanuck, but refers only fleetingly to the man who directed seven of his films, John Adolfi, and misspells his name.

In 1935 Zanuck merged his Twentieth Century Pictures with Fox Films, and created one of the most successful companies in Hollywood history. He would go on to produce many award-winning classics, including The Grapes of Wrath, Laura, and All About Eve. Zanuck’s trusted associates at Twentieth-Century Fox in the company’s best years included Sam Engel, Raymond Griffith, and Lloyd Bacon, all survivors of the Revelstoke trip. Personal difficulties and vast changes in the film industry began to affect Zanuck’s career in the 1950s. He left the U.S. for Europe but continued to make films, and sporadically managed to exercise control over the company he founded. He died in 1979.

In 1984 a onetime screenwriter and film critic named Leonard Mosley, who had known Zanuck slightly, published a biography entitled Zanuck: The Rise and Fall of Hollywood’s Last Tycoon. Aside from his movie reviews most of Mosley’s published work concerned military matters, specifically pertaining to the Second War World. His Zanuck bio reveals a grasp of film history that is shaky at times, for the book has a number of obvious errors. Nevertheless, it was written with the cooperation of Darryl’s son Richard, his widow Virginia, and many of the mogul’s close associates, so whatever its errors in chronology or studio data the anecdotes concerning Zanuck’s personal and professional activities are unquestionably well-sourced.

When Mosley’s narrative reaches May 1933, the point when Zanuck is on the verge of founding his new company, we’re told that he and several associates decided to go on a hunting trip to Alaska. The location is not correct, but chronologically – and in one other, unmistakable respect – there can be no doubt that this refers to the Revelstoke trip. From Mosley’s book:

“There is a mystery about this trip, and no perusal of Zanuck’s papers or those of his former associates seems to elucidate it,” he writes. “Something happened that changed his whole attitude towards hunting. All that can be gathered from the thin stories that are still gossiped around was that the hunting party went on the track of a polar bear somewhere in the Alaskan wilderness [sic], and when the vital moment came it was Zanuck who stepped out to shoot down the charging, furious animal. His bullet, it is said, found its mark all right, but it did not kill. The polar bear came on, and Zanuck stood his ground, pumping away with his rifle. Only this time it was not ‘him or me,’ but ‘him’ and someone else. The wounded and enraged bear, still alive and still charging, swerved around Zanuck and swiped with his great paw at one of the men standing behind him – and only after it had killed this other man did it fall at last into the snow, and die itself. That’s the story, and no one seems to be able to confirm it nor remember the name of the man who died. The only certain thing is that when Zanuck came back, he announced to Virginia that he had given up hunting. And he never went out and shot a wild animal again, not even a jackrabbit for his supper.”

VI. The Coda

Was John Adolfi killed by a bear? It certainly seems possible, but if so, why didn’t the men in the hunting party simply report the truth? Even if their boss was indirectly responsible, having fired the shots that caused the bear to charge, he couldn’t be blamed for the actions of a dying animal. But it’s also possible the event unfolded like a recent tragedy on the Montana-Idaho border. There, in September 2011, two men named Ty Bell and Steve Stevenson were on a hunting trip. Bell shot what he believed was a black bear. When the bear, a grizzly, attacked Stevenson, Bell fired again – and killed both the bear and his friend.

That seems to be the more likely scenario. If Zanuck fired at the wounded bear, in an attempt to save Adolfi, and killed both bear and man instead, it would perhaps explain a hastily contrived false story. It would most definitely explain the prompt cremation of Adolfi’s body in Vancouver. Back in Hollywood Joe Schenck was busy raising money, and lots of it, to launch Zanuck’s new company. Any unpleasant information about the new company’s chief – certainly anything suggestive of manslaughter – could jeopardize the deal. A man hit with a cerebral hemorrhage in the prime of life is a tragedy of natural causes, but a man sprayed with bullets in a shooting, accidental or not, is something else again. That goes double if alcohol was involved, as it reportedly was on Zanuck’s earlier hunting trips.

Of course, it’s also possible that Adolfi did indeed suffer a cerebral hemorrhage. Like his father.

John G. Adolfi is a Hollywood ghost. Most of his works are lost, and his name is forgotten. (Even George Arliss couldn’t be bothered to spell it correctly.) Every now and then TCM will program one of the Arliss vehicles, or Sinners’ Holiday. Not long ago they showed Adolfi’s fascinating B-picture Central Park, that slam-bang souvenir of the early Depression years in which several plot strands are deftly inter-twined. One of the subplots involves a mentally ill man, a former zoo-keeper who escapes from an asylum and returns to the place where he used to work, the Central Park Zoo. He has a score to settle with an old nemesis, an ex-colleague who tends the big cats. As the story approaches its climax, the escaped lunatic deliberately drags his enemy into the cage of a dangerous lion and leaves him there. In the subsequent, harrowing scene, difficult to watch, the lion attacks and practically kills the poor bastard.

by William Charles Morrow

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My sources for this article, in addition to the Mosley biography cited in the text, include Stephen M. Silverman’s The Fox That Got Away: The Last Days of the Zanuck Dynasty at Twentieth-Century Fox (1988), and Marlys J. Harris’s The Zanucks of Hollywood: The Dark Legacy of an American Dynasty (1989). For material on John Adolfi I made extensive use of the files of the New York Public Library for the Performing Arts. Special thanks to James Bigwood for his prodigious research on the Adolfi family genealogy, and to Mary Maler, John Adolfi’s great-niece, for information she provided on her family.

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