Upon reading this review, I immediately thought of the “My Forgotten Man” finale of the film, Gold Diggers of 1933. This Busby Berkeley choreographed musical number illustrates contemporary attitudes on the period of which Ms. Shlaes writes. A scene showing soldiers marching off to war is followed by the same men standing in a bread line as Joan Blondell and then Etta Moten sing, “Remember my forgotten man, You put a rifle in his hand; You sent him far away, You shouted, ‘Hip, hooray!’ But look at him today!” I have always wondered if the Bonus Army March into Washington in 1932, as well as President Roosevelt’s speech, was on the minds of the songwriters. The plight of women is also related through the following lines, “Forgetting him, you see, Means you’re forgetting me.”p>While the film also has its share of frothy musical numbers and wisecracking comedy routines typical of early Thirties musicals, it is this finale that is still powerful over seventy years later. br> — Christine Willett br> Arlington, Virginia /p> p> MAKING NICE br> Re: Andrew Cline’s
A man of faith in a godless age is hitting Americans where it hurts.
Mr. and Mrs. American Spectator Reader, let P.J. O’Rourke talk sense to your kids.
In Britain, defending your property can get you life.
The debacle of this president’s administration is both a cause and a symptom of the decline of American values. Unless Congress impeaches him, that decline will go on unchecked. An eminent jurist surveys the damage and assesses the chances for the recovery of our culture.
It won’t take long for conservatives to scratch this presidential wannabe off their 2008 scorecard.
The American Christmas, like the songs that celebrate it, makes room for everybody under the rainbow. Is that why so many people seem to be hostile to it?
Was the President done in by the economy, or by the politics of the economy?