Showing posts with label mental health. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mental health. Show all posts

Ways I Felt Othered by Shrinking

I loved Shrinking.

It made me cry.

I'm sad I have to wait until 2026 to see season 3.

I'm very impressed by Lukita Maxwell's acting. I don't know why.There's lots of good acting on the show. I don't know what it is about her acting that stands out to me. I wish I had the expertise to help me understand and explain why some acting seems good to me and some acting seems awful to me.

But that's not what I wanted to talk about here.

The thing is, though I loved the show...there were times that I felt a twinge of...ouch.

I felt the show was laughing AT people like me and not in a good way. Kind of more like in an eew-we-don't-like-this-kind-of-person-can-we-all-agree-they-kind-of-suck.

And it might be that they had jokes targeting other traits that don't apply to me, and I laughed along not considering that, for these types of people, it might have caused a twinge of ouch.

Anyway, here's my list:

1. People with OCD contamination.  I felt the show was similar to the Aussie movie Mental in which mental health issues are portrayed in a  fairly sympathetic way...but OCD is an exception.  

I don't think Shrinking was as bad as Mental...from what I can remember of Mental.

But I still felt that Jimmy (Jason Siegel) was less patient and kind towards Wally (Kimberly Condict) than he was to his other patients.  That COULD be blamed on other things going on in the story; Jimmy's mood, etc.

Or it could be me being hyper-sensitive.

I'm not sure.

I would be curious to know what other people with OCD felt about the portrayal?  And for people who don't have OCD, did they come away from the show feeling more sympathetic, less sympathetic...neutral?  

2. Disney Adults.  I forgot the context.  But I didn't feel they were laughing with my kind...or at my kind in a sweet-teasing-kind of way. I felt othered.

3. Parents who don't want to do sleep training.  

A Moment on Ōpaki Made Me Sad

I had a moment or two of despair as I was watching Ōpaki today.

Pānia Papa was teaching the three guests te reo Māori surrounding drink etiquette.

I think the key lesson, though, was the use of the word rānei...which is the Māori version of "or".

It's put at the end of the sentence instead of the middle.

So...I think it goes something like....

He ti, he kawhe...rānei.

I have a lot to learn still.

I've kind of made a rule that I won't write Māori things unless I know them...(vs just sticking things into Google translate) But I'm grudgingly allowing myself to look up spelling/macrons or check Google Translate to see if they think I'm right or wrong.  Because I do that with English.  I mean not the translating, but I do often have to check spelling.

(And there's also the very helpful online Māori dictionary!)

Anyway...let me get to my point.

The Ōpaki household worked on coffee vs tea; then later also added Milo to the mix.  And something else? I forget what.

They also did kākāriki tea(Green tea) vs some other tea?  Gumboot?  I don't know if that's another name for Black Tea. Or some weird Down Under kind of thing.

Googled.  

It seems to be a specific New Zealand thing.  And it's Black Tea.

IS New Zealand referred to as Down Under???

There was a poster on Flight of the Conchords, but maybe it's only a Flight of the Conchords thing.

I will look into this later.

Back to Ōpaki.

They did huka.  Sugar.

And more rānei work, because there was two types of sugars: huka mā and huka māori.  

Māori isn't just the name of a people but also a descriptor word meaning things like normal, fresh, natural...And in the huka case: raw.

Both guests chose huka mā vs huka māori.

Back up....

I should mention there are three guests.  And one guest was assigned the responsibility of doing the asking/offering/serving to the other two.  

Both of the being-served guests asked for tahi (one) sugar.  

Then they did miraka which is milk.  

More rānei learning. Because they had cow milk and almond milk.

And finally I get to the point that made me sad.

They asked one of the guests what milk they wanted but then skipped over the other guest.

I think it might have been because the first guest made a few mistakes with answering. So they all might have gotten sidetracked.  

Or it could have just been time for the break/transition and off camera they offered the milk choice.

But I had a depressing hyper-empathy moment where I imagined being in the situation. 

I imagined being in a hyper-sensitive mood and feeling very ignored or forgotten.

And I might have spiraled and thought about how I don't deserve milk. And it's not these people here thinking I don't deserve milk. It's very often that all the people feel I don't deserve what other people deserve.

(I should note for accuracy-sake, I don't put milk in my coffee or tea)

I might sit there with tears in my eyes hoping that no one notices and no one asks me what's wrong.  Because if they ask me, I'll start crying-crying.

Hopefully, the guests on Ōpaki are more emotionally stable than me.

* * *

I'm not hyper-sensitive all the time.

Hopefully I'm not even that way most of the time.

It's also probably more of a straw-that-broke-the-camel's-back thing. (I wonder what the Māori say for that sentiment).

If I was having a good day, so far, I'd probably not be bothered that they forgot to offer me miraka.

BUT...later if something else negative happened. Like they looked tense with all the language mistakes I was making, I'd probably think back to the miraka and have a self-esteem spiral.

That being said, so far, Pānia Papa has never looked annoyed at anyone's mistakes. She is a very patient and fun teacher.  

And as a viewer of the show, guest-mistakes are probably the most valuable moments because then things are repeated, slowed down, etc.  



A Bad Day So Far

I’m having a bad day so far.

First I stepped in cat vomit… and not realizing it, I tracked it around the kitchen.

This would probably be a ten minute clean-up job for most people. But since I have OCD and a vomit phobia, it took about an hour for me to deal with it. And I still feel unsettled.

Second, I learned one of my favorite actors from one of my favorite TV shows is very antisemitic.

I had seen something in passing months ago and hoped it was just a criticism of an Israeli official.

But no.

I went to this actor’s Instagram, and hating Israel seems to be his main focus in life.  Or at least his social media life. 

And then I started going down a rabbit hole of shitty despair… wondering if other people working on the show hate Jews. Or if they’re indifferent to Jews, are they perfectly cool with their coworker’s antisemitism?  

I would like to be able to believe that some of them are as unhappy as me and never wanting to work with him again. 

I imagine if an antisemitic person finds this post, they will feel a lot of glee. I can’t fault them at that. Because I felt delight seeing people, on Reddit, whine in disappointment, about certain celebrities being Zionist. 



My Adventures in AI Art

My special interest right now is AI art.  

I had read a little about it months ago, and Jack had given us some demonstrations.  But I didn't get very into it until a few weeks ago.

Someone I follow on Instagram posted their art with a link to the Starryai account and app.  I quickly decided to give it a try and soon became fairly obsessed.  I even bought a couple months of the pro version.  

I have come to figure out that with the free version, you get 5 credits a day; plus you can earn credits by watching an add or posting your artwork on social media.  There are limits, though.  Otherwise, I might be spamming Instagram and watching tons of ads all day.

Each credit allows you to use one prompt (which can include a ton of words) and the result will include four different pictures.  

The pro account comes with a bunch of extra credits. I sadly used up those within a couple of days. I'm not sure if they gave me all the extra credits at once, and I've used them all. OR if there's a monthly allotment, and at some point, I'm going to get a lot of credits again.

There's controversy surrounding the AI art, because you can tell the AI to make art in the style of specific artists.  Some (many?) artists aren't happy about this.  I've been mostly avoiding using prompts with the names of artists.  

Until recently, I was somewhat overwhelmed by all the style prompts there are to choose one.  I would kind of test various things out, often being unhappy with the results.  One of the problems is I don't know what a lot of things mean, and I think sometimes I would contradict myself.

A few days ago, I decided to make all my art acrylic on canvas and spend more time describing what I want.  I've been much more happier with the results.

In terms of subjects, every so often I use my personal angst to come up with prompts but mostly I've been going down the list of my dream symbols (objects, characters, and places) on the Oniri app.  And then I try to add some extra context, color ideas, etc.  

But...anyway....enough of my blabbing.

I'm going to share some of what I've received from my AI friends. 


This is one of the first I did. I was trying
to recreate "Dream City" the place I try
to go to in most of my lucid dreams. 

Another picture of Dream City

The subject prompt for this one was "The three doctors are
wondering what to do". I don't remember why I used that 
particular prompt, but I do know I was surprised that it 
ended up being a Doctor Who thing. I had been thinking
about medical doctors.  As this picture illustrates, AI art is 
not so great at counting.  



This is one of my favorites but when I was still all over
the place in terms of prompts.  My main desire, though,
was a blue, Victorian style restaurant.


Disney World, specifically Epcot
with way too many prompts...that
probably contradicted each other



With this one I was going for Anxious Hands, anxiety.
What struck me most about this result is that the 
girl in the picture sort of looks like me as a child.
Or at least I think so.  You CAN use actual photos
for a starting point.  But I didn't with that one. 
Using photos was something I did when I had
tons of credits.  I wasn't pleased with 
the results, so I had stopped trying.  
AI is great for creating unintentional horror.  This was
just supposed to be children at a birthday party in 1977...which 
would have been the year I had my first classmates-invited
birthday party.  


More unintentional horror. This one was supposed
to be a worried mother.  And yeah. I guess
there is reason to worry there.  



This one was supposed to be someone wearing
shorts and headphones.  Only the headphones showed up.
I was essentially trying to make autistic people.    


I think this was around the time that I
decided I would stick to the acrylic paint option
for most/all of my AI art.  I was happy with the results here,
and I've been happier since using the acrylic paint. 

With this and the one below, I had wanted
flowers, Creepers, Daleks, and monkeys. I
didn't think I had gotten Creepers but now
I'm thinking...maybe the guy on the right? 

I didn't get the frosting I requested, but I'm quite
happy that AI came through with the cherries
and cookies. 
Words used for this prompt included therapist,
neurodivergent, fun, kind, couch, and plushies. I
think this represents my hopes/fantasies for if I ever
manage to find a good therapist for
neurodivergent folks.  



I was trying to do a girl flying in the street
during a lucid dream.  






I have a lot more I want to share. I'll do so in future posts. Probably. 

With the photo posts I've been doing lately...I kind of worry a bit about reaching the Blogger-photo limit. Is there still one?



Read my novel: The Dead are Online 

 

Shut Up!

Before almost any planned social encounter, I plead with myself to be as quiet as possible.

When I was young I was painfully shy and hated being that way.

But these past several years, I've wanted to go back to being super quiet.

Before the encounters, I tell myself to silently listen as much as possible. Blend into the background. If someone asks a question, answer it in as simple terms as possible. Try to redirect the question towards them.  But be careful. If you're too weird about it, they might get suspicious and ask even more questions.  OR they might bluntly ask, Dina. Is something wrong?

Maybe they'll say that in a nice way which is a problem, because you could end up crying.

There's more of a chance they'll say it with an aura of: Dina, once again you're being so weird. So, what's the problem this time?  

So yeah.

Keep quiet as much as possible but not too quiet.  

Smile and laugh.  Join in that way.  Be like a studio audience.  That's a safe way to participate.

* * *

I usually fail.

I go in planning to be quiet.  Quiet but friendly.

At some point, I become overstimulated.

I talk.

I talk too much.

I say too much.

I wish I could say that after the event, I feel content with what happened and realize how wrong I had been.

Nope.

Sometimes it happens immediately.  Sometimes it takes an hour or two.  Sometimes it might even take a day or so.  But eventually, I look back and feel regret and shame.

I worry I've revealed too much...that I've overshared.  And some of the stuff might later be used against me.

I worry I've said something to hurt someone's feelings.

I worry I put my foot in my mouth.  

I worry I wasn't warm and loving enough; that I was too cold.

I worry I've said something inappropriate.

I worry I didn't listen well enough or respond the best way.

* * *

I might be giving the wrong impression here.

It kind of sounds like I'm always taking center stage and hogging all the conversations.

In reality, I can be talkative but I'm often talked over and interrupted...especially when there's a group of us.  It's hard for me to get many words in before I'm cut off.  

It bothers me that I'm not heard.

It also bothers me and scares me when I am heard.

Even if I feel comfortable and content with reactions at the moment, later I look back and feel differently.  I feel people were bored by me or annoyed with me.  I imagine that they also miss quiet, sweet, polite Dina.  

* * *

I wish I could say that when I do succeed at being quiet, that I'm satisfied and all is well.

But that would be a lie.

I end up feeling invisible and unseen.  

Often when I manage to be quiet, I feel disgruntled and judgmental.   

Maybe it's because sometimes the other people made it too easy for me to be quiet.

They didn't ask me any questions.  They talked on and on about themselves. When I did try to say anything about my own life, they gave me a blank stare...or cut me off. 

I guess this goes back to the beginning and partly answers the question of WHY I tell myself to be quiet.

A lot of it goes from being embarrassed and ashamed of what I end up saying and the way that I say it.

But It's also predicting from past experience that I'm rarely going to be able to get past the first few words of my story.

That if I do end up getting to share a complete thought, there's a very good chance that I'm going to be bombarded with unsolicited advice.

That if someone asks me a question about something I actually do want to talk about...such as a trip I've just taken, they're going to quickly turn the conversation back to themselves and what happened to them when they went to that same place.  

That even if they listen with kindness...who knows what they're saying behind my back.  

That if I share something special, they will say something that makes me feel silly for thinking it's special or make me feel small with one-upmanship.  Raining on my parade. 

Keep those parades private and sacred.....


* * *

Well...so...that is why I tend to dread social events and why I can feel like my world is crashing when I go to one social event and soon hear that there is another social event I should be going to.

 

* * *

Do many other people feel this way?  A lot? A little? 

A tiny bit?

For the people who never feel that way or hardly feel that way....

I just can't imagine what that's like...to go to a social event feeling confident and to look back at the event still feeling confident and satisfied.  I guess these are the people who keep wanting more and more social events.  Right?  




Read my novel: The Dead are Online 

Update on What I Wrote about Towards the End of My Last Post

I'm feeling better about things now.

I'm still plagued by my phobia, OCD, and various anxieties. But I've kind of pushed that to the back of my mind for now—both the issues themselves and the issue of how to treat/deal with them.

I had worried that I had quit/took a hiatus at the wrong time, because I had just paid for a subscription to Haaretz.  I worried that I wouldn't enjoy reading it "just for fun", because it would remind me that I had taken a break from writing the posts, and that would make me sad.

That turned out to be a false prediction.  I'm totally fine reading Haaretz.

I actually felt better morning after I posted and probably could have returned to writing the Nazi-Jew-Holocaust-Israel posts.  But....

Maybe I felt foolish jumping right back in.

I decided to continue on with the break and work on other things.  One project I've started to work on is printing out a copy of my novel The Dead are Online. I had should have done that back in 2014 but never got around to it.

Certain discussions in my family and the Station Eleven miniseries are probably what inspired me to finally start working on the project.

I've had this worry lately that the world as we know it is going to end...probably from what I hear on the news AND from watching Station Eleven.

I imagine the Internet going away.  Bye bye Cloud.  And there goes my dream of descendants and other future people reading all the shit that I've written.  (I mean lately. I have a bin of manuscripts that I wrote decades ago).

I'm planning to use Lulu.com

Just getting the right dimensions on Google Docs for a trade paperback took me hours.

Now I'm very slowly going through and changing the novel from third person present tense to third person past tense.  I'm hoping that this will make the novel more readable.  

I've been kind of tempted to modernize the book—change the 2014 pop culture references to ones more relevant to 2022.  But I think I'm going to refrain from doing so.  

I'm also considering...if I rewrite the novel for a trade book version, maybe I should update the e-book.

Yeah.  I'll probably do that.  

Or maybe not.

My plan for the trade book version is to make only one copy and keep it for myself at home.  Then at some point, maybe I'll read it and if I'm not horrified by a bunch of mistakes I missed, I'll maybe buy other copies and try to sell them or give them away.

OR it might be enough to have just the one copy for myself and the (fantasy) relative who will one day discover the dusty book and decide to read it.  

As for my Nazi/Jew/Holocaust/Israel posts....

A day or two ago, I decided that I didn't want to stop the Eleanor Roosevelt posts. Though I was tired of them and very ready to move onto the next thing, abandoning the project made me uneasy.  Part of it was about being uneasy with quitting...which in itself should be ignored.  We shouldn't stick with projects just because we're ashamed to quit.

BUT I also feel there is more to learn from Roosevelt.  

Or maybe I feel some kind of emotional attachment to her column.

I decided that I would finish the project but space those posts out between other posts.  

I was eager to get on with all the other post ideas.  I have so many of them.


BUT.....

Today I'm questioning if I want to continue the posts in the first place.

I was all into the research posts, telling myself it doesn't matter if I have a ton of readers, because I was mostly doing it for myself.  And I couldn't just research without writing it in a post....

I felt it wouldn't work.

But then last night I ended up learning that the real life allegedly-possessed child who inspired The Exorcist novel and movie grew up to work for NASA.  

Whether he was truly possessed, a creative prankster, misdiagnosed, abused, telekinetic, or the target of a poltergeist, the fact that Ronald Hunkeler had a long successful life and helped us get to space....it brings me joy.

And it gave me something to obsessively research last night and today.

I played with the story on Google Maps looking at the various Ronald-Hunkeler-related buildings on Street View.  

I thought I needed to blog while going on such journeys.  

But it turns out...I don't.

That's not saying I won't do more research posts.  

I'll just have to imagine there's a purpose beyond "I'm mostly doing it for myself".

It's kind of hard to imagine there is a purpose beyond that.  

I suspect my research posts are mostly annoying, tedious, self-indulgent, way too long, etc.  But even if they are also brilliant and entertaining...the world is overflowing with content.  

I guess that's why I feel it's better to concentrate on PRINTED content...for when the Internet is gone and people are eagerly seeking content.

If the Lulu thing works out for my novel, I might also make books of some of my blog posts.  This might be a good idea for other bloggers...if they haven't done so already.  Not going to mention any names....



  

Read my novel: The Dead are Online 

 

Eleanor Roosevelt and the Jews (Part 7)

If you want to read from the beginning of this overly long project, start here.



I've been searching through Eleanor Roosevelt's My Day column and reading the ones that deal with Jews, Israel, Palestinians, etc.

For this post, I'll be looking at 1955.

* * *

Holy shit.

So...for 1954, I ended up with 17 column posts.

For 1955, there are 33!

Thirty-two of those mention Jews or Israel. And then one mentions Palestinians.

No, it's not that Eleanor Roosevelt never thought about or wrote about Palestinians. It's just she usually referred to them as Arabs.

Now I'm going to go through and see if there are any I can eliminate. There may be posts where she just quickly mentions going to a Jewish event.  Or if she doesn't say anything I find particularly interesting, I'll skip.

One thing I saw, while quickly going through, is that in 1955, she traveled back to Israel.  I saw a few columns labeled with Tel Aviv.

* * *

The good news is I was able to eliminate four right off the bat, because they were doubles.  

They probably included both the word "Jew" and "Israel".  I search for the words separately.

I went through and closed the window for the columns where Roosevelt briefly mentions attending a Jewish or Israel-related event.

I'm left with 19.  That seems like it should be more manageable than 33.

* * *

The first column is dated February 14, 1955.  Valentine's Day.  And also my nephews birthday, one of my sister's wedding anniversary and the other sister's first-date-with-her-husband anniversary. 

Roosevelt says that during the past week, she had lunch with a woman she knew from the United Nations (Zena Harman) and one of the Israeli consul people (Esther Herlitz).

Lord Wiki knows of both these women, and I see they are written about in other places.  So I added them to my list of possible future posts.

Anyway, if I'm understanding things right, Roosevelt met with these women as preparation for her upcoming trip to Europe and Israel.  She told them and also her column readers that her reason for the trip was to gather insight for two articles she was planning to write about Israel.

She doesn't specifically say that this is the reason she met with them.  It could be that she met with them for other reasons and her upcoming trip was one of a variety of topics.

But since all she mentions is the conversation about her upcoming trip and she doesn't refer to them as friends, I'm guessing that was the purpose of the lunch.

I just realized something, though. Roosevelt says that she told these two women that the trip was entirely a business trip.

Why did she feel the need to tell Harman and Herlitz this...AND her readers?

Was someone pressuring her to have exciting adventures?  Go to a theme park?  Spend a day at a relaxing spa?

Or maybe people were criticizing her for traveling?  Did taxpayers help pay for her travel?  Did she still have to use Secret Service?

I just Googled and ended up learning that the whole presidential Secret Service thing began under FDR.  I had no idea!  I'm not going to read the article right now...but here's the link if anyone is interested.

* * *

I've decided I'm not going to go down a rabbit hole about why Roosevelt was insistent that her trip was business-only.

But maybe clues will pop up somewhere. Somehow.

Oh!  Maybe it was just about glorifying busyness.  Roosevelt's self-worth might have been tied up tightly with whether or not she was being productive.

*.* *

Here's some really sweet few words from Roosevelt.

I saw my granddaughter, Mrs. Van Seagraves, off on the train for Carbondale, Illinois, on Thursday afternoon late and was very reluctant to see her go. Having had my young niece, Mrs. Edward Elliott, with me in New York for five days and then my granddaughter for five days has spoiled me completely.It is much fun to have young people around the house. Even though a good many people may come and go at all times, it is not quite the same as having someone really staying with me and thinking and planning each day together at the breakfast table.

Okay.

So now I have another theory.

Maybe the niece or the granddaughter (or both!) were begging Roosevelt to let them come with her to Europe and Israel.  She reluctantly said no, explaining she was going to be too busy. In order to make sure they believed her about it being a strictly-business-trip rather than a rejection, she wrote about it in her column.

It's probably why she also said those super sweet things in her column.  Not that they weren't true. But she probably wanted to make extra sure, they got the message that she loved them.  

I'm also thinking that if Roosevelt did do some fun, frivolous things in Europe or Israel, it's probably not going to be in her column.  She probably took those memories with her to the grave.

Though, I get the feeling that Roosevelt is the kind of woman who wouldn't do the fun, frivolous things after telling everyone it was just-a-business trip. I think it would make her feel too guilty.  

* * *

Roosevelt's March 7 column deals with UN stuff and refugees.

I think this might be the first time that Roosevelt uses the term Palestinian.

She says, For instance, a separate group looks after the Palestinian refugees because they have full rights of citizenship in the Arab countries.

I didn't know that. 

Is it still true?

I'm going to read something from the Human Rights Watch website—"Human Rights Policy on the Right to Return"

Before reading, I asked Lord Wiki for some quick gossip.  He says people have criticized HRW for having an anti-Israel bias.  I shall keep that in mind as I read.....

* * *

I started reading and then realized I have no idea when this was written.

There's no date.

BUT at the (whatever) time...most of the 1.5 million Palestinians have citizenship and are well integrated socially and economically, although some 278,678 are still living in camps.

Lord Wiki is helping me out.  He says that in 2014, there were 2.18 million Palestinians in Jordan.  Around 370,000 live in refugee camps.  

Wow.

Lord Wiki also says that Jordan is the only Arab country where Palestinians are fully integrated.  

I'm going to go back to reading the Human Rights Watch thing.  I'll try not to let it bother me that I don't know when it was written.  Or maybe there will be some hints.

Well...1963 is mentioned...as in the past.  So I know it's sometime after that then.

The article says: In Lebanon, in sharp contrast, hundreds of thousands of Palestinians are stateless and over half live in overcrowded camps. The right to work is severely restricted, and massive poverty has become the norm.

Why do we hear so much about the mistreatment of Palestinians in Israel but rarely hear about their mistreatment in Lebanon?

Or maybe things are better for them now in Lebanon.

I got another date, by the way.  

1982.  There's a mention of an Israeli invasion.  Invasion is a pretty weighted word...which makes me think maybe there's some merit to the idea of HRW being anti-Israel.  Although I can't say the word isn't deserved.  I have no idea what happened.  

BUT....then HRW says:

Initially the response of host Arab states to the incoming Palestinian refugees was to offer them refuge on the assumption that it would be temporary. When it became obvious that the problem would be protracted, the policies of Arab states toward the refugees changed, and the initial sympathy was coupled with an insistence on Israel's ultimate responsibility for them. As a result most Arab governments strongly opposed resettlement and naturalization of the refugees. Instead, they adopted policies and procedures aimed at preserving the Palestinian identity of the individuals and their status as refugees.

This is the kind of thing I've heard from Zionists. So...I feel it leans more towards sympathetic-towards-Israel.  

One of the biggest Zionist talking points is that Arabs/Muslims have SO much land and Israel is just a teeny-tiny, itty-bitty country.  Why can't the Jews have that little piece of land and be left in peace?

Another thing I've heard is that Arab and Palestinian leaders want Palestinians to be perpetual victims, because it makes the Israelis/Jews/Zionists look bad.  

Here's more from the article: 

For example, as the Palestinian liberation movement gained momentum, this created political and sovereignty tensions within some host countries. This was further exacerbated by attacks on Israel and Israeli citizens carried out by Palestinian guerrillas from the territory of those host countries which then bore the brunt of reprisals from Israel - often resulting in deaths and injuries to the local civilian population.

I'm not sure if this article is the black sheep of HRW.  But it doesn't seem to have an anti-Israel bias to me.  It seems to come down pretty hard on Palestinians.  

Ah....saw more dates.  The latest is 1996.

I was just reminded again that I'm an old lady.

Because I was thinking: Oh, 1996. So, this is a recent article.

* * *

My feeling after reading that article is Palestinians are treated like shit by many people. Yet Israelis seem to be the sole target of their wrath. AND the wrath of all the passionate supporters of Palestinians.

It's kind of like if, with all the antisemitism in the world, Jews concentrated all their wrath on Germany and Germans and ignored all the other countries and people who have wronged them.

And the Germans led a movement that purposely murdered six million Jews!!  

Israel is far from perfect but they are even further away from being Nazis.

If Jews can spread out their outrage beyond Germany, I think Palestinians can spread their outrage beyond Zionists. 

* * *

I wonder which country has been the best for Palestinian refugees.  Which country has the most thriving Palestinians.

I'm doubting it's anywhere in the Middle East.

Maybe Europe?  The United States?

I tried Googling various things to find the answer.  When I Googled one thing (maybe wealthy Palestinians), I spotted an article about Chile.  I didn't read it, because I wasn't sure it would have the answer I was looking for.  I kind of had doubts there'd be an answer.

But then I ended up with Lord Wiki's page on the Palestinian diaspora.  

He lists 19 famous Palestinians.  Five of them are Chilean.  

Famous people aren't the only people who thrive, though.  So it doesn't completely answer my question.

But it might be a hint towards the right direction.

I just glanced up and saw Chile is also the place with the largest Palestinian diaspora outside the Middle East.   

* * *

I'm thinking I should get back to Roosevelt.

I'm going to move onto March 16.  That's one of my niece's birthdays!

 Roosevelt's trip has begun.  The column is labeled as being from Rome.  

Roosevelt says they drove to Cambous which has a camp for children who are brought over from ghettos of Morocco.

I did some Google-mapping and Googling.  Cambous is in France.  

I should have read the first lines of Roosevelt's column more carefully. Although it's labeled as Rome, she says, The night train from Paris to Montpellier was a comfortable trip and we arrived at 7:30 A.M. 

Why is Rome mentioned then?

Maybe she was in Rome at the time of writing/posting?

Anyway, on the map I saw that this Cambous place is in France. And Googling led me to seeing it's near Montpellier. It's some kind of archaeological site.

* * *

Roosevelt talks about the camp.

There's a castle involved. She says it's used for administrative and classroom purposes.  There's also a girl dormitory and a boy dormitory with sixteen kids each and a monitor to guide them.

I'm getting the idea these kids might be orphans?

Roosevelt writes: 

After three or four months at this camp the children are prepared to proceed to Israel. A few children, however, must stay much longer because when they arrive they are emotionally and physically so upset that they require special care. Some of them are sent to Switzerland, but all of them know that they are preparing to go to Israel and become citizens of their own country.

I was thinking there was only 32 children at this place.  Then I read: 

Most of the youngsters have come from large families and horribly crowded conditions. Some of them have unbelievable case histories. All 200 of them, however, ate in the big assembly hall with the guests when I was there, and you could not help thinking that on the whole they were a very bright-looking group of children, healthier and more normal than you would have expected.

It's not sixteen kids per dormitory but sixteen kids per dormitory building.

And I read the first part wrong.  It's two boy dormitories and ONE girl dormitories for each group.

And the groups are determined by particular religious observation.  

It seems odd to me that they're divided the same among each group.  Each religious group has exactly 32 boys and 16 girls?

I'm wondering if kids were pushed into the wrong religious groups in order to get the numbers to fit perfectly.

Maybe I'm making too much of this.

Maybe Roosevelt was just being approximate.

* * *

I've spent like 10-15 minutes trying to get more information about these camps.

It's been a struggle.

Finally, I ended up with Lord Wiki.  He has an article about the migration of Moroccan Jews to Israel.  It's not a happy picture. 

Lord Wiki says they experienced racism from Ashkenazi Jews.

He says: In 1950, the immigration office in Marseilles handling prospective North African immigrants wrote that "these abject human beings" would have to be kneaded to shape them into Israeli citizens.

And he also says: Complaints were made about the influx of 'orientals', 'human refuse' and 'backward people'.

This is making me think that those kids in the dormitories were NOT orphans but children taken from their parents in order to reshape them.  

It's happened to brown and Black children in the Americas and Australia. So I wouldn't be surprised to know it had happened in Morocco.

* * *

Well, I just finally paid for a newspaper subscription!

I talked about planning to do this awhile back.  I think it was when I was doing the Mengele post?  I kept running into the you-need-a-subscription-blocking-things.  But I managed to keep finding sites where I still had some free articles left.  

So....

Lord Wiki had a link to where he was getting the quotes I quoted above.  It was from Haaretz, and they wouldn't let me read the article.

Haaretz is a left-wing newspaper in a country that learns right, so I'm quite glad to support them.  Plus I want to support journalists, period.

Also, since I'm tending to blog about Jews and Israel lately, Haaretz will probably be a very valuable resource.

I've gotten only a month subscription, by the way.  The price for a year seemed a bit daunting.  Although now I'm seeing it would save me $38 dollars.  But that's only if I keep paying for and using it for a full year.  If I end up using it a lot this month, I'll cancel and re-order the year subscription.  Maybe.

Anyway....

The article that pushed me to buy the subscription is called: "We Saw Jews With Hearts Like Germans': Moroccan Immigrants in Israel Warned Families Not to Follow" by Ofer Aderet.  

Ouch.

The guy who compared Jews to Nazis was a soldier for the Israeli Defense Forces. He wrote the sharp words in a letter to his family, suggesting that they stay in North Africa.

I wish it was just one disgruntled soldier.  But Aderet reports that there are many similar letters in the archives.

Another soldier wrote: The European Jews, who suffered tremendously from Nazism, see themselves as a superior race and the Sephardi [Mizrahi] Jews as belonging to an inferior one”

The Polish Jews seem particularly offensive to the Moroccan Jews. One soldier said, The poles control everything.  

So if Jews want to join in on the Jews-control-everything trope and not target themselves, they can specify Jews of a different nationality. 

Another Moroccan Jew said that Polish Jews see Moroccans as savages and thieves.  

This is far from the first time I've heard about white Jews being racist.  When I was younger, though, I was fed the fairytale that Israel is the wonderful Jewish homeland that not only welcomes Jews from every country but works hard to go out and rescue these Jews.

I wish that fairytale was true.

Maybe someday it will be.

* * *

Now I'm seeing a third complaint about Polish Jews.

I'm starting to wonder if maybe the Moroccan Jews called all white Jews "Polish".  

* * *

Aderet says 70% of the soldiers (whose letters were examined) wished they could go back to Morocco.

That's disheartening.

* * *

It seems Haaretz didn't always lean left. Or it was a type of left-wing that is quite different from what left-wing is today.

Aderet reports that, in 1949, a Haaretz reporter went undercover in an immigrant transit camp and then published an article where these things:

This is an immigration of race such as we have never before known in Israel..We have here a people at a peak of primitiveness. The level of their education borders on absolute ignorance, and even graver is [their] incompetence at absorbing anything intellectual

Only slightly do they surpass the general level of the Arab, Negro and Berber inhabitants from their places [of origin]… They are completely subject to primitive and savage instincts..What can we do with them? How can we absorb them? Have we considered what will happen to this country if they became its citizens? One day the rest of the Jews from the Arab world will immigrate! What will the State of Israel look like and what sort of level will it have if it has citizens like these?

It's so horrible to me that people whose people have been a victim of racism can turn around and be so racist themselves.

 * * *

I'm moving onto Roosevelt's March 17 column.  She's still at the camp.

She writes that the children have to carry their own water, because when they go to Negev in Israel, they'll have to do the same.

Roosevelt writes:

To illustrate some of the fears and superstitions these children come with, let me tell you the story of one little boy who arrived a week ago with his brother. He told us there were nine children in the family but six had died, and his mother said that she would lose all the children if they stayed with her, so he and his brother had been sent away. He had a watch on his wrist that his father had given him as a parting gift and he said he would keep it carefully. One little brother, aged 7, was left behind, and quite simply this little boy said: "He stayed with my mother to die."

If six children die in a family, I wouldn't say it's superstitious to worry that more might die.

* * *

I imagine some people pointing out that Moroccan Jews were treated just as bad or worse in Morocco.  I don't know the history yet, but I figure there's a reason they left Morocco.

The thing is, though...people shouldn't be in situations where there are multiple groups in the competition of who's-treating-us-worse.

Wouldn't it be a step up for humanity if each marginalized group was marginalized in only one country.  Then everyone could just happily immigrate to all the countries that will welcome them with love and acceptance.  

* * *

I'm hoping to find most of the rest of 1955 columns uninteresting, because this post is already long enough.

I'm thinking I might just finish with the trip to Israel and then for the rest of the posts....just provide links in case anyone wants to read.

* * *

In her March 18 column, Roosevelt writes about going to a place called Camp Grand Arenas.  It's where Jewish Moroccan families stay until the next boat comes to take them to Israel.

I Googled the camp, and there are actual results.  Since this post is long enough, I'm just going to add it to my list of possible future posts. 

 * * *

In her March 23 column, Roosevelt met with the wife of the President (President of Israel?) Mrs Ben Zvi. 

I just Googled. It turns out Israel has presidents.  I had no idea.  Lord Wiki says the role is mainly ceremonial.

Mr. Ben Zvi was one of the presidents.  He had the job for the longest time—from 1952-1963.

Anyway...Roosevelt says that Ben Zvi kept telling her that American Jews need to come to Israel.  Roosevelt writes:

I took it for granted that she wanted them to come and visit, but I found that she meant they should come and stay here. This seems to me a little more than I can ask, for we don't want to give up our American citizens. But I do think there could be a far greater exchange of visitors and Israel would welcome more people who would want to come to work for one or two years on some special project.

It's nice of Roosevelt to say that she doesn't want to give up American citizens.

See?  This is the position people should be in—where both countries want you.

How nice it would be if both the Jews in Israel AND all the Arab countries were fighting over Palestinians?  I mean fighting over having them rather than fighting over who has to take them.

And wouldn't it be nice if Moroccan Jews were fought over by Moroccans and Ashkenazi Jews.  What if the letters home from soldiers read: Mom and Dad, I know life is fabulous in Morocco.  But you should try living here!  People are so nice!

* * *

In her March 24 column, Roosevelt writes about her meeting with Mr. Ben Zvi.

He reiterated what has been said so often before, namely, that Israel's representatives are ready to sit down at any time to try to negotiate a peaceful settlement with its neighbors.

I'd have more faith in these potential negotiations if there was less racism.  

Maybe I'm being unfair, though.  Maybe the president and his crowd were less racist than those in the military.

Maybe the military was extra racist?

If there was (is!) widespread racism in Israel towards other Jews, I think that needs to be fixed before there can be any hope of there being peaceful relationships with Palestinians.

No. Racism can't ever be completely fixed.  But I think it can be reduced.

Or maybe not.  That's probably too optimistic.  Looking at what's happening in the United States. As some people try to become less racist, it seems this is making other people more racist.  

* * *

I wrote the above yesterday afternoon and later started thinking it goes both ways.  As people become more racist and more outwardly racist, I think this is pushing the other side to become more strongly anti-racist.

* * *

In her March 25 column, Roosevelt talks about immigration in Israel.

She writes: 

Some of these problems we have known in the past in America when our immigration was heavy. As we all know, children adjust rather quickly to new surroundings and become more or less easily absorbed in the life and customs of their new country. Many parents, however, cling to their old customs and thus there is a rift between two generations. They are trying hard to meet all such problems here, but it is no simple matter.

In some ways, this applies to families who aren't even immigrants. 

It's hard to keep up with all the slang, all the various acronyms, the social media platforms that keep popping up.

(And I'm sitting here thinking is acronym the right word?  Like for things like TBH and OMG. Am I embarrassing myself by not knowing the right word for all this?!)

I can imagine how more challenging it would be if there was also a whole new language to learn, one that the kids are learning in school and us struggling to catch up.

I wonder, though, if the Internet has made language-learning more accessible to immigrants?

* * *

I would hope a political influencer today would avoid using the phrase cling to their old customs

I think in the 1950's, the melting pot idea was preferred over a salad bowl/stew kind of thing.

Well..I mean.a left political influencer.

I think many right-wing influencers would still push for a melting pot.  And they would actually be a step up from those who want to restrict any new ingredients from getting into the pot.  I mean besides potatoes, rice, milk, sour cream, cottage cheese....

* * *

March 26.

Roosevelt talks about meeting with cave dwellers from North Africa.

This is a prosperous village. It was established five years ago for 120 families. Each family has six acres of its own, plus owning in common 250 acres of orange groves and 250 acres of avocado groves. Most of the families are large, each having from eight to 10 children, and since education is compulsory they go to school until they are 14 years old. After that, most of the youngsters go to work to help support their families.

I think this was in Israel.  But I'm not positive.

She says they went to visit the cave folks after visiting a training institution in Pardessiya which is in Israel.  She doesn't describe traveling, so I'm guessing the caves were in the same area.

Roosevelt says that the main industry for the community is rugs woven by the women.  But they were also working towards depending more on agriculture.

She met the head man of the village. He spoke Hebrew, Arabic, and Italian.  

I wonder if most people in the neighboring areas were also from North Africa.

And that got me thinking...or hoping...maybe the Ashkenazi racism towards Moroccan Jews wasn't universal.  Maybe it was more common in certain places/communities.  For example: The Defense Forces.

This is probably wishful thinking on my part.

* * *

In her March 28 column, Roosevelt talks about visiting Youth Aliyah Ramat Hadassah, Szold Village.  

She says the village is a screening center for 225 youth Aliyah centers.

The place held about three hundred kids who would spend a month or two there.

I'm guessing that many of these kids were orphaned by the Holocaust.  

Roosevelt writes, Some of them have no parents, and many at first understand no language which is spoken by the workers.

Why were kids WITH parents coming there...without their parents? 

Was Israel making it easier for kids to come alone rather than with families?

Were they separating children from their families in order to quicken the whole melting-pot process?

* * *

Hadassah has a page about youth aliyah.

The program is still in place.

It kind of sounds like their version of fostering.

They say:

Nearly a third of Israel’s children live in poverty, according to a 2020 report by the National Council for the Child in Israel. In addition, more than 450,000 children suffer from high-risk situations such as physical, sexual, and emotional abuse, learning disability without access to proper resources, or a lack of basic rights.

Youth Aliyah sets at-risk children in Israel on the path to a successful future, and since 1934, over 300,000 young people from 80 lands have graduated from Youth Aliyah.

That seems like a lot of poverty.

What is it here in the United States?

The United States Census website says there are two measurements.  One puts the child poverty percentage at 5.2% and the other 15.3%

Both of those numbers are much less than 1/3.

The Statista website has Israel at 22.2% which would be closer to 1/5...or 1/4.  

They show the United States being not so far behind—21%.

The three best countries?  Finland, Denmark, and Iceland.   

* * *

Getting back to Hadassah and the Aliyah stuff.

They talk specifically about Ramat Hadassah Szold.

It was found in 1949 for refugees from Yemen and young Holocaust survivors.

It's still in action, providing assistance to both immigrants and Israeli-born youth.

The Hadassah website says: 

Special programs at Ramat Hadassah Szold include high-tech precision tool making, animal therapy, horsemanship, and Jewish study.

These programs combine to provide a strong foundation of psychological strength, vocational preparedness, and Jewish literacy.

That sounds nice.  

Hopefully programs like this are more about supporting young people and their families rather than pushing assimilation or equating poverty with child abuse.

I live in a state where parents can be investigated for child abuse if they provide medically-recommended trans-affirming healthcare.  That along with all the times in history that children have been removed from homes for the purpose of assimilation and exploitation has made me a bit weary of interventions.  

BUT sometimes interventions are needed and sometimes the services provided are actually decent.

I'm hoping Ramat Hadassah Szold is one of the good ones.

* * *

In her March 29 column, Roosevelt writes about getting a tour of Haifa with the city's mayor.  There were playgrounds, clubs for children, children orchestras, and lots of rose bushes.

It sounds lovely.

* * *

In her March 31 column, Roosevelt writes about medical care in Israel. 

The hospitals here have been integrated with the Public Health Service, and a type of community service has been worked out that should prove quite valuable to both the community and the doctors. The hospital is in the background for use when it is really needed, but a young doctor and a nurse are assigned to an area in which 250 families live. They provide all medical care, with the help of occasional "specialist" visits, which include dental and psychiatric work.

That reminds me of soap operas (and other TV shows) where one doctor seems to be in charge of almost all medical care. 

I guess it's a reality for some places and communities. 

I love the idea of a small town doctor who knows and cares about everyone...where the patients are also neighbors.  

 * * *

Roosevelt speaks very fondly of Ben Gurion in her April 1 column.  

She seems very impressed by him, writing: Mr. Ben-Gurion typifies...the pioneer in Israel, a man who felt he must live on the soil and make things grow and be as self-sufficient as possible.

If you're wondering what I left out with the dot, dot, dot....it's just another person she named who, she thought, had similar qualities.

I thought the quote looked better without the second name.

But now I feel it looks like I'm trying to hide something.

* * *.

Roosevelt talks about visiting various communities—a settlement of new arrivals from North Africa, a new city in Beersheba, and a village of Indian Jews from a place called Cochin.

Plus, they visited some industrial type projects.

I wish the negative stuff about the Polish mistreatment of Moroccans weren't true.

The stuff that Roosevelt writes about is so hopeful and lovely.  

I like the idea of various kinds of Jews moving to a new homeland—working together and helping each other.

The good stuff is probably true to some degree.

* * *

Just as a reminder: The events Roosevelt talks about don't actually coincide with the publication date.

I noticed that, though she talks about more of her Israel adventures, in her April 2 column, the location is listed as New York.

Then I looked back and saw that New York is also listed for April 1.

I went on my Washington Post app to see if locations were listed at the beginning of articles.  They are.

Well...I checked two or three.

I guess it's a writing custom?

Do most publications do it?

It seems kind of unhelpful if the place written about doesn't match the place where the writer is at.  

I just checked more articles in the Washington Post, and some do NOT have locations.

* * *

Anyway....

On April 2, Roosevelt writes about meeting with forty women in Israel.  She writes:

They were able to tell me of their efforts in this council to prevent duplication and to integrate all the women coming into Israel. They realize, of course, that there is a tremendous amount of education to be done, but they are making every effort to bring the change about as quickly as possible.

I'm not sure what duplication refers to.

As for integration...hopefully it was at least somewhat about sharing a variety of cultures rather than pushing one way of life onto others.  

That being said, although I'm all for multiculturalism, I think some amount of shared culture is nice.

It's like with TV.  It's wonderful that there are so many TV shows to choose from.  There are so many shows available now that you can have a group discussion where for every TV show one person mentions, all the others respond with Never heard of it.

But it's nice that there are a few TV shows, that if one brings them up, almost everyone in the group will say something like Oh I heard that was good!  or  We watch that too!  or We tried it. It's not my cup of tea.

To have a shared culture, we don't need to have all watched Game of Thrones.

We just need to know that it exists, and it's a TV show. 

* * *

I'm having (extra) mental health issues.

I'm not sure I want to continue with this project....which is upsetting, because this was bringing me lots of joy and a big sense of purpose.

Now I just feel really blah about it.  Not just the Eleanor Roosevelt posts but all of it.

I think I need to take a break for a couple of weeks and then figure out what to do.

I probably am going to quit Eleanor Roosevelt, though.

Right now it's mainly my OCD, phobia issues, anxiety, social issues/self esteem that are causing me grief.  But also, I think I have a touch of Eleanor Roosevelt burn-out.

* * *

This is all bad timing, because I just bought the Haaretz subscription.

I tried telling myself it's fine. I can just read it in a non-researching way.  But when I think of reading it, it makes me feel unhappy.  I fear it will be a reminder of the shitty state I'm in—being passionate and excited about a big project and then suddenly feeling blah...and lost.

Adrift.


Read my novel: The Dead are Online 

Pictures of Poltergeist

A couple of days ago, Tim and I watched Poltergeist on our big screen TV.

Poltergeist was one of my life's biggest special interests.  It is also has huge connections to what was probably my life's biggest psychological trauma.  

Although I watched it countless times as a child and had most of it memorized; I don't think I ever watched the whole thing after the trauma.

I also had never seen it on a big screen.  I didn't see it until it came out on video or HBO (or whatever Cable premium channel).

Also, the version that I most often saw was edited for television. I guess we video-taped it?  So, in that version, Marty (Martin Casella) hardly picks his own face apart, and there were some words missing.  "Bastard" was one I remembered.  I guess I had seen the unedited version enough times to have noticed, back then, that the word bastard was now missing.  

Anyway....I had mixed feelings about re-watching. I went from yes to no to yes again.  

The thought of watching it gave me a bad feeling.  So that's where the no came from.

The yes came from wanting to see the set design close up.

The cool thing about our media room is that the screen is big but also we sit close enough that we can easily see details.  (but not so close that it hurts our necks or makes us feel yuck)

Before watching it, I had to let Tim know two things.

A) I reminded him that the movie is connected to trauma for me and asked him not to make jokes or ask questions about how so and so died in real life.  He had done so on earlier occasions which made me anxious.  I just didn't feel like sitting in the movie pretending to be casual as he asked, So how did that girl die again?    

Note: Reminded might = told.  I had thought I had told him all this at some point.  But I may have just thought I did.   

B) I planned to take photos throughout the movie.

The good news is I enjoyed watching the movie.

At the end of the experience, I felt happy and not traumatized or sad.

Tim and I both seemed to share an enjoyment of pointing out the set design.

We were both excited about all the Star Wars toys in the children's bedroom.

My attempt at humor: We were talking about all the toys they have, and it ended up we were on the same wavelength about the family being upper middle class—all the Star Wars toys, the phone jack in Dana's (Dominque Dunn's bedroom ), TV in the kitchen.  The family has at least three TV's.

And I said something like, And they have a Poltergeist clown!  

There's a guy on Instagram (Stablight Creations) who makes replicas of the Poltergeist clown.  It's fantastic but quite expensive.  I mean...rightfully so!

Oh!  Tim had this brilliant idea of getting the Poltergeist clown and taking a photo of it watching Poltergeist.

Anyway....it felt really good to reunite with an old special interest.  And I can even feel a little spark of the special interest resurfacing.

I spent a lot of time reading the trivia on the IMDb page.  There's a lot of stuff I didn't know.  I think back in the 1980's, when we didn't have Internet, having a movie special interest was more about watching something repeatedly rather than doing extensive research.

(I did have the novelization of Poltergeist and read it many times.  I bought any magazine that featured Heather O'Rourke and watched any show she guest-starred on.  I also had a hobby of imitating O'Rourke and acting out scenes from the movies)

Shit.  I'm writing much more than I planned.  I really just wanted to write something short and share the photos I took.

But...anyway, the thing with the trivia that interested me most was that the original script for Poltergeist was much darker.  Carol Ann died and the family abandoned her.  The neighbors turned against them. It also involved an ancient Indian burial ground and Diane (Jobeth Williams) not wanting Carol Ann. Both of these things ended up being part of Poltergeist II.  

After I read that, I became slightly obsessed with this alternate version.  I started thinking about how it would be nice if real life horror stories could be exchanged for much lighter, cheerful stories.  

Then....I had a similar experience the next day.  This might sort of count as synchronocity.

I had known that Kelly (Millie Gibson) was leaving Coronation Street.  From things I had seen on the show and elsewhere, I thought she was going to be murdered.  

I really like Kelly and was sad and anxious about her upcoming demise.  Yesterday I sat watching with dread as Kelly is taken to the top of a building by hitmen.  I thought she was going to be pushed off.  But then instead, her boyfriend (Adam Hussain) saves her and gets shot.  The episode ended with this.  

I couldn't stand waiting, so I Googled for spoilers.  I learned Kelly doesn't get killed. She just leaves   I was so relieved.  I  actually started crying.  But it wasn't just tears of relief.  They were also tears of sadness and anxiety.  I guess it was about knowing that usually, in real life, when people get bad news,  they don't later learn they misunderstood.  

Both the Poltergeist and Coronation Street thing makes me imagine the Powers-that-Be having fights over what happens to us; one planning something absolutely horrible and another stepping in and pushing for something not-so-bad.

Another thing I've been obsessing about is the ghosts.  I don't think I thought about them much in the past.  But I'm really curious about their side of things.  

What's up with the ghost in the kitchen?  She or he seems to want to impress the Freelings.  Bending the silverware.  That trick with the chairs!  And then they becomes so cooperative with Diane.  It's like they had a game going on there.  Put something in the circle, and I'll move it for you!

The kitchen ghost wasn't so nice to Marty.  BUT as Tim pointed out, who goes into someone else's kitchen and starts cooking a steak?  In the middle of the night?  Maybe Marty deserved a little ghostly discipline.  

I'm guessing the Beast/Henry Kane is the main guy in the children's bedroom.  He's probably responsible for the hungry tree and later the possessed clown.  But I'm wondering if a more light-hearted ghost was in charge of animating all the toys.

Well...enough of me babbling.  Here are some of the photos:  

The nightstand of Carol Ann Freeling in Poltergeist. There's lamp, and a bowl with a goldfish and some kind of sculpture
Carol Ann's nightstand
Heather O'Rourke as Carol Anne Freeling in Poltergeist lies in bed
Carol Ann
Close up of the clown in Poltergeist
Robbie is so lucky to own such an expensive
movie prop replica.
A Darth Vedar Toy in Robbie and Carol Anne's room in Poltergeist
One of the Star Wars toys
A Toys-R-Us themed product on a shelf in Carol Ann and Robbie's room in Poltergeist
What's with the Toys R Us sleeping bag?
Or blanket?
Cool moon thing.
Oliver Robins as Robbie Freeling in Poltergeist is in his bed.
Another bedroom shot
We got only a quick glance of Dana's bedroom. She seems to like old films?
Dana Freeling (Dominique Dunne) teases her siblings at the breakfast table in Poltergeist
Provoking the kitchen ghost 
Robbie Freeling (Oliver Robins) looks at his damaged fork with a look of bewilderment
They can afford a Poltergeist clown and Poltergeist themed
silverware. 
A shelf of knickknacks in the Freeling Kitchen in Poltergeist
Freeling Kitchen decorations
Jobeth Williams as Diane Freeling using the sink in the bathroom
Freeling Bathroom.
I love the pink and yellow towels.
Reminder that one should wear safety goggles and other protection when investigating a haunting. (or a not-haunting).
The Poltergeist clown sits up in the bed in the haunted room in Poltergeist
I so love that clown.
A ghost floats down the stairs in the Freeling House in Poltergeist
Early morning ghost parade on the stairs! Fireworks will follow!
Diane Freeling (Jobeth Williams) stands by the bedroom door of her children.
I think this is a sad, powerful scene. I wonder how many parents of missing or dead children have done the same kind of thing.
Dr. Lesh (Beatrice Straight) and Diane Freeling (Jobeth Williams) bond through conversation
I really appreciated the dialogue between these two—their relationship. It's something I didn't really care about when I was a child.
Diane Freeling (Jobeth Williams) running to her children's bedroom while ghosts mess with her mind by creating an optical illusion of the hallway being longer than it it
The Freelings can also afford cool optical effects in their house, so there's no need for them to visit the local science museum.


 

I have so many more photos.  They look good on my phone.  But when I tried to add them hear, I realized I didn't do a good job of framing them.  

For example: 
The clown in Poltergiest

Well...maybe I'll add a few more of the badly framed photos...(small versions)


Diane Freeling (Jobeth Williams) sitting on the bed in her kid's bedroom
Diane Freeling (Jobeth Williams), Dana (Dominique Dunne), Carol Anne (Heather O'Rourke) and Ebuzz the Golden Retriever attend the backyard funeral of the parakeet
Diane Freeling (Jobeth Williams), Dana Freeling (Dominique Dunne) and Robbie Freeling (Oliver Robins) in the Freeliing kitchen at breakfast
Steven Freeling (Craig T Nelson), Diane Freeling (Jobeth Williams), and Carol Ann (Heather O'Rourke) doing an experiment in the kitchen.
Steven Freeling (Craig T Nelson) talks to his neighbor (Michael McManus)
Poltergeist. The tree breaking through the window of the house
Carol Anne (Heather O'Rourke clings to headboard as the contents of the bedroom are pulled by ghosts
Diane Freeling (Jobeth Williams) tries to communicate with Carol Anne
Ryan (Richard Dawson) sitting next to screens while wearing headphones
Close up of a headstone of Becky who died in 1903
Diane Freeling (Jobeth Williams) is introduced to Tangina Barrons (Zelda Rubinstein) as Ryan (Richard Dawson) and Doctor Lesh (Beatrice Straight) watch
Carol Anne (Heather O'Rourke) has ghost jelly all over her head.
Diane Freeling (Jobeth Williams) packs her stuff into boxes in front of the Freeling home
Steven Freeling (Craig T Nelson) and Diane Freeling (Jobeth Williams) have a tender moment outside their suburban house
Diane Freeling (Jobeth Williams) says goodnight to her children Robbie (Oliver Robins) and Carol Anne (Heather O'Rourke) in the childrens' bedroom
A bedroom door surrounded by a gross, mysterious substance.
A white, demonic creature
A reddish image



In other news: I know there are millions of people waiting for the next installment of my Eleanor Roosevelt series. I'm done writing part 4 and just need to proofread it. Hopefully, it's a little less awful than I imagine. I've been working on it for over a week. I can barely remember what I wrote in the beginning of it all. 

Note: Millions = zero






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