Stacy Horn

The other day someone said something he knew wasn’t true about President Obama. I knew it, I know he knew it, and yet he said it. (IE, the claim that it’s Obama and not the republicans who support ending Medicare.) Paul Krugman wrote an op-ed about this.

Not long ago, Rick Santorum got angry when a New York Times reporter did something similar when asking Santorum a question about a speech Santorum had just made. Santorum had said Romney was the worst republican in the country to go up against Obama on the health case issue. He phrased it in an awkward manner, but it was clear what he meant. But the reporter asked him about saying Romney was the worst republican in the country, period. The thing is, the reporter was doing what Santorum does probably a dozen times every hour, and a mild version of it.

Santorum and others don’t just routinely mischaracterize Obama or spin his words in a direction they know isn’t true, they make things up and encourage people to believe outrageous things about him. When did we come to this? People care more about winning than the good of the country. I mean if they had real issues with what Obama was doing they would refer to the things he is actually doing and not resort to making stuff up.

You could argue that both sides do it, but nothing to the extent that one side is guilty of.

This is looking towards the World Trade Center site from the burial ground of St. Paul’s Chapel.

Last night, our choir sang with the soprano soloist who is going to be singing with us at our Verdi Requiem concert on Friday. I just emailed a bunch of people about it. She was so astounding our conductor left the podium, walked up to the piano, and looked at her and just smiled and said, “thank you.” I’ve never seen him do anything like that before.

It was just so thrilling. She was up in the stratosphere and the choir does this thing underneath her, and it was so beautiful—this is Verdi’s writing after all—sometimes it’s hard not to burst into tears or start clapping right in the middle of it. Actually, I think I almost started laughing.

This is her, Mary Elizabeth Williams.

Cherry blossoms at Grace Church.

I made a Youtube video to promote the ebook edition of my memoir, Waiting For My Cats to Die. This is the short version. I made a longer version first, with outtakes from me trying to figure out what I should do. I thought that was funny, but a couple of friends thought it was long and might only be funny to my friends.

I agreed, but I think the short one is kinda eh. Book promoting is hard. Here is the longer version if you can stand it.

A spoil sport at the East Parade last Sunday.

I went a little nuts taking pictures of people in the Easter Parade on 5th Avenue, but you would have too! It was such a lovely day and there were thousands of people who looked so great.

Update: Some friends of mine were surprised to learn that the Easter Parade was a real thing. But I wonder if it was always the campy, costume-y, Halloween-Parade-like thing it is now. I seem to remember that in the past, 5th Avenue was never closed for the parade, and people just strolled the sidewalks, and further up, along Central Park.

There was a strong wind and this woman’s astounding hat got away from her!

“Wait, you’re giving out Stacy’s new book?? GIVE US STACY’S NEW BOOK!!” “Me! Me! Me!” “OVER HERE!! OVER HERE!!” “Book!” “Book!” “Book!”

This is another picture from the Bruce Springsteen concert last week.