The High Roller observation wheel at the Linq Promenade is open with a limit of 10 passengers per cabin to allow for social distancing. Pete Vallee, is the first performer to return to Harrah’s. Thursday through Saturday at Harrah’s Piano Bar and it’s free.
>> Sidner: be clear: it has been mostly peaceful. There has been no looting, no burning down anything, no destroying anything over these past 90 or so days. There were some issues in the very beginning. In 1994, I moved to Delhi at around the same time that Mahajan decided to also focus on national politics, leaving the Maharashtra BJP in the hands of his brother inlaw, Gopinath Munde. By now, he was the rising star of the party, the president of its Yuva Morcha, a leader with unquestioned organisational skills, oodles of energy, first rate oratory and the ability to network across the political and corporate worlds; someone who could have breakfast with the prime minister in Delhi, lunch with Jayalalithaa in Chennai and dine with the Ambanis in Mumbai. Recognition of these qualities saw him become the country youngest defence minister in Vajpayee illfated 13 day government, and then, in the 1998 to 2004 NDA government, the third most important man in the government (after the BJP big two) as the prime minister Lakshman, his man for all seasons.
He would start his run from one end of the court. With a few great strides, he covered the length of the court and he would take off on the free throw line. Fans would then see him floating towards the basket and everyone would cheer wildly when the ball went straight into the basket.
The best advice I got in grad school was a professor (who continues to be one of my mentors and leads my consult group). They laid it out: guys are going to fuck up. Every. And as much as Jackson created his own visual iconography in stage performance, promotional videos, photoshoots and album art (not to mention in the improvisational barrage of a billion paparazzi flashbulbs), he also performed a series of parallel transformations in his persona. Here was someone who straddled black and white identities (voluntarily, through plastic surgery; involuntarily, through the skin whitening disease vitiligo), child and adult personas (the breaking and unbreaking of Jackson’s voice is discussed at length in John Jeremiah Sullivan’s superb essay on him, still available online, and Peter Pan, the boy who never grew up, was a lodestar), and male and female ones. He performed an aggressive crotch grabbing parody of male sexual aggression, but he sang like a girl and looked like an alien.