June 5th – It seems that, no matter where you move to, you
never part with where you’re from. In my case the saying;
‘You can take the boy out of the Black Country but you can’t
take the Black Country out of the boy’
is true.
It’s a saying that’ll transpose to anyone from anywhere and
it has to do with your roots, core, soul, whatever you want to call it. It
allows you to recognise a kindred spirit in a
crowd, the way they speak, intonate…and their sense of humour; no matter how
international we feel, courtesy of Easyjet and BMI Baby, it’s one of the ways
in which we confirm our localism and we can read the people from our area like
a book.
James Cagney…anybody?
OK, you know the drill by now, follow
the instructions. Bend the elbows, forearms to the front, hold both hands limp,
like you've just washed them and are looking for a non-existent towel, wobble
them, pull a face like a guinea pig that’s just sucked on a lemon and repeat
after me;
“Yoooo dirdee rat.”
That’s him! Brilliant! I heard you do
that and thought he was in the room, honest! Cagney was renowned for his portrayal
of gangsters, fighters, tough guys and that saying, “You dirty rat.” was his stock-in
trade. Have a watch of Angles with Dirty
Faces or White Heat or The Public Enemy and you’ll see what I
mean; we'd got him taped. Trouble is he was so much more than that but, as is
the way with Hollywood, they cast him, thought they knew all about him, saw
where he made the most money for them and continued to churn ‘em out. The last
thing they wanted was versatility from their stars; it only confuses the paying
public.
Do you think that the Confederates
have ever fully integrated into the U.S.A. ? I mean, when General Lee
surrendered after yet another defeat, this time at Sayler’s Creek, and the
support and capability of the Southern Slave States collapsed, do we think,
even after that defeat, surrender and integration that the rest of the U.S.
have taken the Confederacy out of the Virginians? Probably not, certainly not
after Lincoln
was shot by a Southern sympathiser. Methinks the Southern core was alive and
kicking. And if I may make so bold, as a descendant of an ex-colonial and so a loser
in the War of American Independence 1781, as we all are in the UK (but I'm over
it now, honest) that core is still a living, throbbing vein, particularly when
it comes to Presidential elections. All this leads us where? Well, nowhere but
here really; you should never judge a book. Take the song Yankee Doodle.
This seemingly all-American song, a
piss-take made up by the Brits about the Yanks, is now the Connecticut state anthem. Connecticut
is one of the southernmost states and should have been, one would imagine given
the demography, one of the staunchest supporters of the Confederate cause but
which was, in fact, well on its way to abolishing slavery by the time of the
Civil War and indeed that state supplied troops for the Lincoln cause. And Yankee Doodle is the centrepiece of the musical, Yankee Doodle Dandy which was made,
starring Cagney, in 1942; this seeming one-trick-pony who could supposedly only
play tough guys showed another facet of his talent by doing the song-and-dance
routine that went with that song; and a remarkable piece of dance it is too.
All the above is apropos of nothing
at all, just thought you’d be interested, and at least you can do a passable
Jimmy Cagney impression now even if you've never heard of him; so all was not
in vain.
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