Tell Santa Rosa How to Spend $50,000

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Santa Rosa is organizing a public art master plan, and has released a survey to receive public input for recommendations. That doesn’t sound particularly exciting until it’s translated into layman’s terms: the city has $50,000 in grant money to play with, and wants to know what you think should be done with it.

These surveys are taken seriously. They’re presented to the city council and real decisions are made based on the information. If more people participate in the survey, it shows the government that this is something people care about, and may have an affect in what our elected officials focus their attention.

Here’s why you should participate: without significant public input, Santa Rosa ends up with “California Cornucopia” and a generic, whimsical drawing as its logo for tourism. Maybe it’s because I’m from here, but that looks pretty lame. I don’t think it represents the city at all (but maybe that’s not the point). Take five minutes to show support for the art that will be in the city, because when those tourists get here, we want them to know what we’re really about.

Dec. 14: The Blind Boys of Alabama at the Uptown Theatre

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It’s the most wonderful time of the year—for those of a Christian faith. What of the nonbelievers, the agnostics, the atheists? How to square an absolute disbelief in God with all the festive merriment over the birth of Jesus in songs like “Silent Night” and “O Holy Night”? Do we have to content ourselves with, like, Jeff Foxworthy’s Christmas album? Enter the Blind Boys of Alabama, who manage to sing gospel classics and Christmas standbys with such fervor that even the most ardent atheist usually capitulates and feels the spirit. The Blind Boys bring their Christmas show to town on Saturday, Dec. 14, at the Uptown Theatre. 1350 Third St., Napa. 7pm. $40. 707.259.0123.

Dec. 14: Holiday Jam Dance Party at 142 Throckmorton

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After making huge hit records for the likes of Whitney Houston and Mariah Carey, Narada Michael Walden can get together the best available talent for his annual Holiday Jam Dance Party. This year, the lineup includes Tom Johnston, Lester Chambers, Hope Briggs, Andre Thierry and others, with Walden himself on drums. As a benefit for Walden’s foundation, which supports music in schools and community organizations, the funky good time is for a good cause, too. Don your “1960s—1980s Dance Era Festive Funky” attire on Saturday, Dec. 14, at 142 Throckmorton Theater. 142 Throckmorton, Mill Valley. 8pm. $100—$175.

Dec. 13: Willie Nelson at the Wells Fargo Center

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The last time Willie Nelson was in the Bay Area, he pulled his white van through a huge crowd at Outside Lands in Golden Gate Park, hopped onstage with his beat-up guitar and sang a perfect set of hits to a crowd as diverse as San Francisco used to be. Rednecks, hipsters, tech bros, fluff girls, stoners, parents, babies—everyone loves Willie. Even John Stamos, from TV’s Full House, spontaneously joined the band on bongos, and Bob Weir showed up to sing “Roll Me Up and Smoke Me When I Die.” In short: there’s no telling what will happen when Willie rolls through on Friday, Dec. 13, at the Wells Fargo Center. 50 Mark West Springs Road, Santa Rosa. 8pm. $46—$86. 707.546.3600.

Dec 13: The Christmas Jug Band at Twin Oaks Tavern

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Like Jay Leno’s nasal laugh on the TV, the A’s losing in the postseason or your menstrual cycle, the Christmas Jug Band is ever reliable—a local institution that always comes around when it’s time. Playing shows around the North Bay in December, the band, which sometimes features swing-jazz eccentric Dan Hicks, waddles this week into the Twin Oaks Tavern. Now led by former Uptown Theatre manager Sheila Groves and featuring a solid lineup of live music, the Twin Oaks is a classic bar and roadhouse that hasn’t changed since the 1920s—and a perfect place for some down-home Santa songs. Tip back a holiday ale on Friday, Dec. 13, at the Twin Oaks Tavern. 5745 Old Redwood Hwy., Penngrove. 8pm. $12. 707.795.5118.

Hospital Fever

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In anticipation of the Affordable Care Act, hospitals and insurance companies nationwide have begun to cut back services. In California, Kaiser nurses recently reported that “over the last year, Kaiser has been making it harder for patients to be admitted for hospital care when sick or injured, and is sending patients home when they should still be under hospital care” (National Nurses United, Oct. 2013).

Another key local example is Sutter’s new Santa Rosa hospital, which will have reduced inpatient capacity from its current level. Now we learn that our hospital, Palm Drive, is following suit by reducing the number of beds from 37 to 14 (Press Democrat, Nov. 24). As West County nurses, we wish to express concern over these decisions and ask you to question what a hospital is for?

Considering our growing population with its aging demographics, it is vital to reflect on the effects of hospital restructuring. Healthcare experts and hospital officials alike cite many factors in this “national trend”: further drops in Medicare and insurer reimbursements, declining inpatient admissions with increasing outpatient services, and “competition.” They also acknowledge “uncertainty” surrounding Obamacare, so it appears restructuring plans are evolving around unknowns.

We question whether the restructuring may be precipitous and how it may impact patient safety. With beds and services reduced, where will we bed the acutely ill? Will decisions in hospital stays be guided by sound clinical judgment over profit? What care can properly be managed in outpatient settings? If beds are pre-scheduled for surgical patients, what criteria will be used for admissions in remaining beds? Who or what will determine who gets admitted vs. transported, possibly great distances? What exactly do insurers mean when they speak of “more choices” and what do hospitals mean when proclaiming “excellent patient care”?

Hoping to raise awareness and promote discourse, we encourage all to ask these same questions. Our choice to work at Palm Drive is driven by our commitment to community, and as community nurses, we are first and foremost patient advocates. We believe equal access to health care is the right of every individual.

Debra Hurst, John Finnigan and Andrea Baker are RNs at Palm Drive Hospital in Sebastopol.

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George Takei’s New Trek

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George Takei keeps cracking himself up.

Over the course of an hour-long phone interview with the 76-year-old actor, social-media icon and former helmsman of the starship Enterprise, Takei bursts into his boisterous, unmistakable laugh nearly a dozen times.

And quite frankly, why shouldn’t he be happy? He’s had a show business career that’s spanned more than 50 years, and now Takei has become a royal fixture on social media—with a Facebook page of nearly 5.2 million likes and a Twitter account of more than 916,000 followers.

And while Takei lives to entertain, he’s spent even more of his time and effort fighting for social-justice issues. In his early life, he marched with Dr. Martin Luther King and protested the Vietnam War. In 2005, he came out publicly as a gay man after spending decades of hiding to preserve his career. Since, he’s led a tireless crusade for marriage equality, marrying the love of his life and partner of more than 25 years, Brad Altman, in 2008.

It’s a life he cherishes, but doesn’t take for granted.

‘You have to approach every day like it’s going to be a wonderful day,” Takei says. “And sure it may rain or get cold, but you have to find something every day to be thankful for, and turn that into your salad days. Every day should be a salad day, as long as we’re mindful of the fact that there’s always room for improvement.”

It’s no surprise that he approaches life with such an optimistic outlook. George Takei had to start searching for life’s silver linings at a very young age.

In 1942, at the age of five, he and his family were living in Los Angeles when they were removed from their home by American soldiers. It was just a few months after the Japanese bombing of Pearl Harbor; President Franklin Roosevelt had signed an executive order that permitted the removal of any citizen of Japanese ancestry from the West Coast.

It’s a day, Takei says, that he’ll never forget.

“My brother and I were in the living room looking out the front window and I saw two soldiers with bayonets on their rifles—I remember the sparkle on the bayonets from the sun—coming up the driveway and stomping onto our porch, and we were ordered out of our home,” Takei says. “My father and brother and I went outside, and my mother was the last to come out. She came out with my baby sister in one hand and a large duffel bag in the other, and tears were streaming down her cheek.

“A child never forgets that image. It was terrifying.”

At the time, the construction of the camps was not yet complete, and the Takei family, along with many other Asian Americans, was taken to Santa Anita Racetrack to be housed “in this narrow, smelly horse stall.” But even then, young Takei looked for the bright side. “As a five-year-old boy, I remember thinking, I get to sleep where the horsies sleep. I thought it was fun,” he recalls.

The Takeis remained at Santa Anita for several months before being loaded onto a train and shipped to the Rohwer War Relocation Center in “the swamps of Southeast Arkansas,” as Takei remembers. As a child, he says, he was able to view the camp with a sense of normalcy. Barbed-wire fences, searchlights following his nightly trips to the bathroom and armed soldiers in sentry towers all seemed ordinary.

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“It all just became part of the landscape,” Takei says now. “A child is amazingly adaptable, and what can be seen as grotesquely abnormal in normal times became my normality.

“Although I remember, with quite a bit of irony, starting school in that camp every morning by reciting the Pledge of Allegiance. I could see that barbed wire fence every morning as I recited those words: ‘With liberty and justice for all.'”

It wasn’t until Takei was a few years removed from the camps that he started to question his childhood incarceration. He began talking to his father, Takekuma “Norman” Takei, about what had happened and what, if anything, he was supposed to do about it. His father told him that the government was only as great and as fallible as its people were. It was a citizen’s responsibility, he advised, to be engaged in the democratic process.

And so from a very young age George Takei spoke about his imprisonment in an effort to educate the American people. He also became engaged in electoral politics. Shortly after one of his talks with his father, the elder Takei took young George to the Los Angeles headquarters of Adlai Stevenson presidential campaign—”My father was a great admirer of Adlai Stevenson,” says Takei—and signed him up as a volunteer.

“Although I supported Stevenson, and he lost,” says Takei. “Then I worked for Jerry Waldie for governor of California, and he lost. Then I supported George Brown for the U.S. Senate, and he lost. So when I was asked by our city councilman Tom Bradley to head up his Asian-American committee, I said to him, ‘Are you sure? I have been the curse of loss for so many candidates.’ But finally with Tom Bradley, we won, and he became the first African-American mayor for the city of Los Angeles—and the only mayor to serve five terms.”

Yet even as Takei tirelessly championed social justice issues while his acting career progressed, he avoided public battles for the very cause that was probably the closest to his heart: LGBT rights and equality.

As a young actor working in Hollywood, Takei decided to keep his life as a gay man secret. Today, he matter-of-factly says his decision was “the reality of the times.”

“I was deeply involved in the Civil Rights movement,” Takei says. “But when it came to LGBT issues, I was silent throughout the ’60s, ’70s, ’80s and ’90s, because I was pursuing a career as an actor.

“In television, you want ratings, in movies, you want box office. And unfortunately at that time, the feeling was you wouldn’t get any of that if you were known as a gay actor. Early in my career, I was a young, no-name actor going up for part after part and getting rejected time and time again because you’re too tall, too short, too skinny, too fat, too Asian or not Asian enough. To be out as an actor—well, you weren’t really an actor at all because you couldn’t work.”

Hiding something so important to his happiness was tough for Takei, who recalls an ever-present fear of being exposed as living a double life. He would be seen in public with female friends at parties and openings one night, while frequenting gay bars the next.

Oddly enough, it was another actor who helped him make the decision in 2005 to come out from under that cloak. Both houses of the California Legislature had approved marriage equality legislation, and all it took for ratification was the signature of then-governor Arnold Schwarzenegger. Takei says despite the fact that Schwarzenegger was a Republican, he still expected him to sign the bill.

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“When he ran, he said he was from Hollywood and he worked with actors who were gays and lesbians—he ‘had friends who were gays and lesbians’—you know, the whole cliché bit,” Takei explains. “And honestly, as a friend, I thought he would sign it. But he was a Republican and his base was the right wing. He vetoed the bill, and we were shattered—disappointed is too mild a word.”

When Schwarzenegger refused to sign the bill, people immediately began to protest in the streets against him. Takei and his partner (now husband), Brad, watched the protests unfold on television. “We were raging, too,” he says. “But we were comfortable at home.”

Takei and his partner talked it over and decided the time had come for Takei to not only speak out, but speak out “as a gay man.”

“We came so close, just one signature and this governor vetoed it. If I was going to speak out, then my voice had to be authentic,” he recalls. So while he had been out to close friends and family for years, Takei was finally out publicly—and has been a proud, steady voice for marriage equality ever since.

Takei doesn’t dwell on whether or not he should have come out sooner. While he loves his life now, he also loved his life then. But keeping quiet and living a secret life does come with regrets.

“I love children and I never had children,” Takei says. “My surrogate children have been my nieces and nephews. My nephew who lives closest to us has children of his own, and it’s provided us with surrogate grandchildren, and we love them deeply.

“But at the airport or traveling, I see the little kiddies and I do wish we could have had those experiences as parents. For example, I never got to get up with them in the middle of the night, and soon my nephew will have the experience of his daughter, who is 14, dating. I do see those experiences romantically, and I’ve lived vicariously through my nephew, and I do envy him those precious times.”

Despite any regrets, it’s obvious to see that George Takei is someone who loves his life as an activist and as an entertainer. He has managed to reach millions of people from all walks of life through his humorous and topical social media posts. He has also become an extremely effective master of the medium.

On a recent morning, for example, Takei shared a photo of a delivery truck with the words: “Driver carries less than $50 cash and is fully naked.” Above the photo was Takei’s own commentary: “That’s some discouragement.”

Within an hour, the Facebook post received more than 43,500 likes and more than 8,400 shares. On Twitter, it received close to 300 retweets in just 60 minutes. The company who owns the truck would even later post a comment on the post about openings they have for truck drivers.

The former Mr. Sulu on Star Trek says he’s as surprised by anyone that his online success has caught on like it has, but he thinks he knows why it continues to grow.

“I really do think the connective glue is humor,” says Takei, who appeals to a wide cross-section of fans, even though he may differ from some of them philosophically and politically. “Humor is what binds us all together, regardless of what our politics or phobias are.

“We as human beings are all connected by the ludicrousness of life.”

Redlined

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Redlining—the practice of refusing and/or discouraging mortgage loan applications based on an applicant’s race—should be a sad relic of the 20th century. But it’s not, according to a new investigation by Fair Housing of Marin (FHOM), a nonprofit that fights housing discrimination, which finds race and gender discrimination in mortgage lending practices alive and well in Marin, Sonoma and Napa counties in 2013. According to a Nov. 27 news release, FHOM uncovered instances where “several lending institutions offered more favorable treatment or better loan terms to white individuals, as compared to black or Latino individuals.” The unequal treatment wasn’t limited to people of color, either; FHOM states that a woman on pregnancy leave was also denied a mortgage loan because her paid maternity leave couldn’t be counted as “documented income.”

The investigation used trained “testers” sent to gather information on loans, qualification requirements and application procedures from banks and mortgage lenders. After analyzing the interactions for evidence of discriminatory policies, the investigation uncovered several concerning actions, including detailed written estimates of loan terms for white testers but not black or Latino testers; guidance offered to white testers for how to increase the likelihood of getting their application approved without offering the same guidance to black or Latino testers; refusing appointments with a Latino tester but agreeing to meet with a white tester.

FHOM plans to file administrative complaints with the U.S. Department of Housing and Urban Development against multiple lending institutions and has not revealed the names of the accused banks or mortgage lenders, citing the ongoing nature of the investigation.

Beautiful Chaos

Its narrative is fractured, and only in moments does the familiar WWII metaphor emerge, but The Hobbit: The Desolation of Smaug is a huge improvement over An Unexpected Journey—it’s a well-filled smorgasbord without much starch.

Its showstopper is a seriously heinous dragon; I say this as a film watcher who’d never previously seen a dragon scarier than Agnes Moorehead. Benedict Cumberbatch’s voice, digitally augmented with bass rumbles, rises from a throat that glows when Smaug is ready to belch up a firestorm. Bilbo (Martin Freeman) has only flattery as a weapon: “Greatest and most terrible of calamities,” he addresses Smaug, trying to butter him up. It doesn’t work. Greed and solitude have made the dragon slightly insane.

Meanwhile (Peter Jackson’s series depends on meanwhiles), Ian McKellen’s Gandalf journeys to a haunted castle where Sauron is busily coalescing himself. The flaming eye opens, revealing the figure of Sauron in the slitted pupil, then we zoom into numerous pupils and numerous Saurons, like the “Cat on the Dubonnet bottle” illusion. It’s as handy a way of saying “fathomless evil” as any ever seen.

The ineptly wigged dwarves with their rhyming names continue their journey through tangled Mirkwood, where horrible spiders dwell. The questers end up imprisoned by temperamental sylvan elves; the group includes in their number a fair-faced but stalwart captain of the guards named Tauriel (Evangeline Lilly), who is important enough to have her own elf-dwarf love triangle.

The last Hobbit was annoyingly boys-only. But Tauriel is a real pest exterminator, and if you’ve been down these endless Middle Earth roads before, the new methods of orc-cleaving Tauriel tries out demonstrates that this series hasn’t even begun to exhaust its invention, surprise and delight.

‘The Hobbit: The Desolation of Smaug’ opens Friday, Dec. 13, in wide release.

Boey: Changes

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Canvas deteriorates. Hundreds of thousands of dollars are often spent restoring single pieces to a fraction of their former glory. But what about a medium that will last thousands of years on its own? With permanent ink? That’s what the artist Boey had in mind when he started touting his doodles—sharpie drawings on styrofoam cups—as fine art worth hundreds of dollars per piece.

Thirty-five-year-old Cheeming Boey (who goes simply by his last name) began drawing on cups in 2006 when, in search of a discarded white canvas, he fished one out of the trash. After someone told the stubborn Malaysian-born artist that nobody would pay real money for a 4 cent polystyrene cup, his determination was only solidified further.

Though some cups have sold for thousands of dollars, Boey admits it hasn’t quite taken off as a new medium. “I don’t sell cups as much,” he offers, “because people can’t accept the fact that it’s disposable.”

Yet Boey’s determination is evident in his bestselling graphic novel, When I Was a Kid (Last Gasp; $17.95), released to wide critical acclaim in Malaysia in 2012 and recently released in the United States. It’s drawn in the style of his web comic (iamboey.com), and meant to be a prequel to the daily journal of his adult life. Boey appears Dec. 13 at the Schulz Museum as part of its “Second Saturday” cartoonist series.

One story in When I Was a Kid tells of a 16-year-old Boey refusing to clean out his father’s birdcages. He preferred playing video games to cleaning bird crap. Go figure. When his father asks if that’s all he is going to do with his life, Boey responds as a narrator, “Yes. I became an animator and made games for 13 years, and played video games every day.” Some comics in the book are funny, some are interesting anecdotes of childhood in 1980s Malaysia, but each panel’s charm lies in its honesty and familiarity.

Boey’s family plays a large part in the book. His mother is not always happy with the stories he chooses to tell, which, he says, solidifies their quality. “If she doesn’t like it, I really have to write it, because it’s really good,” he says. Constantly seeking his father’s approval as a boy, he says it’s weird to finally have it. “Growing up, I was always very nervous about what I’d do,” says Boey by phone from Oakland. “Now, [my father] tells me he’s proud. I think mentally I’m not ready to accept that yet.”

Malaysian newspapers had comics like Family Circus, Hägar the Horrible and, yes, Peanuts, but the jokes from America didn’t always translate to Boey’s culture. Baseball wasn’t popular in Boey’s Malaysia, for example, so much of Peanuts went over his head. But Boey feels his comics are similar to Schulz’s in that they’re about life, and life isn’t always laugh-out-loud funny.

Tell Santa Rosa How to Spend $50,000

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Dec. 14: The Blind Boys of Alabama at the Uptown Theatre

It’s the most wonderful time of the year—for those of a Christian faith. What of the nonbelievers, the agnostics, the atheists? How to square an absolute disbelief in God with all the festive merriment over the birth of Jesus in songs like “Silent Night” and “O Holy Night”? Do we have to content ourselves with, like, Jeff Foxworthy’s Christmas...

Dec. 14: Holiday Jam Dance Party at 142 Throckmorton

After making huge hit records for the likes of Whitney Houston and Mariah Carey, Narada Michael Walden can get together the best available talent for his annual Holiday Jam Dance Party. This year, the lineup includes Tom Johnston, Lester Chambers, Hope Briggs, Andre Thierry and others, with Walden himself on drums. As a benefit for Walden’s foundation, which supports...

Dec. 13: Willie Nelson at the Wells Fargo Center

The last time Willie Nelson was in the Bay Area, he pulled his white van through a huge crowd at Outside Lands in Golden Gate Park, hopped onstage with his beat-up guitar and sang a perfect set of hits to a crowd as diverse as San Francisco used to be. Rednecks, hipsters, tech bros, fluff girls, stoners, parents, babies—everyone...

Dec 13: The Christmas Jug Band at Twin Oaks Tavern

Like Jay Leno’s nasal laugh on the TV, the A’s losing in the postseason or your menstrual cycle, the Christmas Jug Band is ever reliable—a local institution that always comes around when it’s time. Playing shows around the North Bay in December, the band, which sometimes features swing-jazz eccentric Dan Hicks, waddles this week into the Twin Oaks Tavern....

Hospital Fever

In anticipation of the Affordable Care Act, hospitals and insurance companies nationwide have begun to cut back services. In California, Kaiser nurses recently reported that "over the last year, Kaiser has been making it harder for patients to be admitted for hospital care when sick or injured, and is sending patients home when they should still be under hospital...

George Takei’s New Trek

George Takei keeps cracking himself up. Over the course of an hour-long phone interview with the 76-year-old actor, social-media icon and former helmsman of the starship Enterprise, Takei bursts into his boisterous, unmistakable laugh nearly a dozen times. And quite frankly, why shouldn't he be happy? He's had a show business career that's spanned more than 50 years, and now Takei...

Redlined

Redlining—the practice of refusing and/or discouraging mortgage loan applications based on an applicant's race—should be a sad relic of the 20th century. But it's not, according to a new investigation by Fair Housing of Marin (FHOM), a nonprofit that fights housing discrimination, which finds race and gender discrimination in mortgage lending practices alive and well in Marin, Sonoma and...

Beautiful Chaos

Its narrative is fractured, and only in moments does the familiar WWII metaphor emerge, but The Hobbit: The Desolation of Smaug is a huge improvement over An Unexpected Journey—it's a well-filled smorgasbord without much starch. Its showstopper is a seriously heinous dragon; I say this as a film watcher who'd never previously seen a dragon scarier than Agnes Moorehead. Benedict...

Boey: Changes

Canvas deteriorates. Hundreds of thousands of dollars are often spent restoring single pieces to a fraction of their former glory. But what about a medium that will last thousands of years on its own? With permanent ink? That's what the artist Boey had in mind when he started touting his doodles—sharpie drawings on styrofoam cups—as fine art worth hundreds...
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