Thomas Wictor

Posts Tagged ‘CeeCee Wictor’

Nausea

My nausea prevents me from posting tonight. All the behind-the-scenes folderol having to do with my documentary—Operation Four Little Martyrs: A Hamas Deception that Fooled the World—has wiped me out. Stress is the worst thing for Meniere’s disease. It’s what exacerbates the symptoms more than anything. Every book I published relied on the cooperation of…

 

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This is why I hate politics

I’m apolitical. Although I vote, my heart isn’t in it, and I never expect anything good to come from it. The question du jour being asked Republican presidential candidates is, “If you knew then what you know now about Saddam Hussein, would you have invaded Iraq?” Because of politics, the politicians who want to be…

 

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Memento mori

A memento mori is a work of art that reminds the viewer that we all die. Over the past few weeks I’ve been thinking a lot about death, most likely because of the threats I get. The level of physical danger I face isn’t clear, but I live as though every second could be my…

 

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Not even George Orwell thought of it

My mother CeeCee Lower Wictor was a rebel. Her rebellion took the form of quietly, politely, and very gently refusing to conform to society’s expectations of what a Mexican-American woman born in 1928 was supposed to be. She and I never got along—until the last three years of her life. Then I became her closest…

 

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The concept of racism has lost all meaning

Words are supposed to have definitions. One way in which those with nefarious agendas control the steaming masses is by flinging accusations in all directions, hoping to cow dissenters into silence. For years now, there’s been racism behind every tree and under every rock. It took a Twitter user to drive home the point that…

 

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Leitmotifs

I must apologize for not keeping up on the e-mail correspondence and Facebook postings. This is a very difficult time for me, and it’s all because of a cat! Actually, Brother Cat is just symbolic of the leitmotifs that have defined me. A lot more is going on, but the damn cat is at the…

 

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The best Christmas present I ever got

Later in this post I’ll describe the best Christmas present anyone has ever given me. A simple gift, it altered the course of my life. This post will (hopefully) show the impact that the present had on me. Christmas was always a major affair in my family, due to my father’s love of the holiday….

 

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Just a reminder of what happens

Here’s a reminder of what happens to people who continually attack me. 1. An Australian Web designer used my money to eat at expensive restaurants, where she photographed the meals. She also threw parties, at which she photographed the food. I discovered this after she missed every deadline in our contract. My father died February…

 

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I was a member of a depraved culture

I was sent a comment that a Jewish man wrote about my post “The utter depravity of Palestinian culture.” I’ll get to the comment in a minute. But for ten years I was a member of an utterly depraved culture. After I describe it to you, I want those of you who think it’s “racist”…

 

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Acceptance is the first step

I get many messages from Israelis and Jews who are deeply hurt by the deliberate falsehoods spread by such gargoyles as Mads Gilbert. Having experienced a lot of trauma in my life, I’m an expert on overcoming it. The key is acceptance. My book Ghosts and Ballyhoo: Memoirs of a Failed L.A. Music Journalist is…

 

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