Henrietta’s presents a Gingerbread Castle

I’ve been coming to Henrietta’s Table for coffee for more years than I care to count–actually, since before some of the servers there were even born! And over those years, I’ve been impressed by the restaurant’s hospitality–and also, at Christmas time, the gingerbread cakes by pastry chef Daniel Angelopolus and his staff. This year, the cake displayed in the restaurant’s foyer is a castle that seems like a resort–complete with blinking holiday lights and topped by what looks like a Christmas tree, decorated with pine cones, ribbons, and colorful bulbs. And–except for a few metal props, it’s almost entirely edible!

It includes a nail salon, a bake shop with tables and chairs sprinkled with snow; a skating rink, a church—and a pigpen complete with a chocolate fence and mud. (The restaurant is named for Henrietta, the pig)

And my favorite display, last but not least: Sous chef Joe–looking out the window.

My kudos to all.

–Anita M Harris
New Cambridge Observer is a publication of the Harris Communications Group, of Cambridge, Massachusetts.

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New Book Updates “Russiagate” and Prosecution Revenge Threats

Pleased to share that an updated edition of The Complete Annotated Durham ‘Russiagate’ Report, is due out November 20, 2024. Andrew Kreig’s timely publication exposes a 2023 U.S. Justice Department report as a Trump-friendly probe that weaponized law enforcement against Trump’s opponents and absolved Trump supporters of collusion with Russia to tilt the 2016 U.S. presidential election their way.

According to a press release from the author–who served as a clerk to a Boston judge: 

“As the reelected Trump and his allies prepare to implement his campaign pledge to use partisan prosecutions for revenge against his critics and political opponents, the book provides a case history of how former U.S. Justice Department Special Counsel John Durham and Attorney General William Barr implemented such a process with scant scrutiny from watchdogs.

“As a warning to Americans based on Trump’s ongoing threats, the book presents Durham’s report along with exclusive, devastating critiques of his record and those of colleagues seeking frame-ups or other revenge.

Building on research begun 14 years ago, the new edition includes revelations regarding current Russian threats to the 2024 elections. Such threats involve the use of spies, hackers, fake news and payoffs to promote Russia’s preferred election outcomes in the U.S. and in U.S.-allied targets, including Great Britain, Canada, Mexico, France, Germany, Sweden, Ukraine and West African nations. The book also reports on what Kreig calls “misleading” findings by special counsels David Weiss and Robert Hur. And it analyzes the Supreme Court’s decision to grant Trump wide presidential immunity. The main case study shows that Durham’s zeal to protect his Trump patrons led him and like-minded colleagues to scapegoat targets who were not convicted.

“Worse,” Kreig writes, Durham “cherry-picked evidence to avoid documenting serious threats to U.S. elections from Russians and their nefarious U.S. allies. ” The book also reveals that four federal judges have vacated convictions won by Durham and his close colleagues–on grounds of prosecution misconduct.

Photo credit: Mariah McLain.

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Author Andrew Kreig, a Washington insider and investigator, relentlessly followed up a tip in 2010 about Durham to report this chilling tale —and to provide new hope for civic reformers and national security experts of all political viewpoints.The updated edition, launched Nov. 20,cites local newsroom staff cutbacks as a factor in enabling local and national civic abuses.

The book is available on Amazon. “The Complete Annotated Durham ‘Russiagate’ Report.”473 pages. $33:50 hardcover (ISBN: 978-0-9886728-7-1); $23.50 trade paperback; $11.50 Kindle. Info@EagleViewDC.com.

Andrew Kreig is an investigative reporter, attorney, author, radio host and non-profit executive based in Washington, DC. He leads the Justice Integrity Project, a pro-democracy legal reform group. He earned law degrees from Yale Law School and the University of Chicago and covered the U.S. Justice Department full-time for five years as a Hartford Courant reporter based in Connecticut.

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The Future of America (if DJT wins) by Jim Anderson

by Jim Anderson

November 1, 2024

The central question of the election of 2024 is “do Americans want to vote for the first Dictator in Chief in our nation’s history?”  Trump has not concealed his intentions to be “Dictator on Day 1.”  He idolizes Putin and the other dictators of the world because they have unlimited, unchecked power. 

That is what he wants for himself in the United States.  He has not hidden his plans from the American people, but it appears Americans are not envisioning the America he intends to create.  If they were, they would be rushing to the polls to avoid that reality at all costs, regardless of their political affiliations.  Too many Americans remember that Trump served one term as President and then the country elected Joe Biden over Trump in the 2020 election.  They may anticipate that if Trump is elected in 2024, they can vote him or his designated successor out in 2028, but that is not the case.  If Trump wins in 2024, that will be the last free and open election in our county’s history.  Russia has “elections,” but the outcome is predetermined with the Dictator receiving huge margins of victory. 

In July, 2024, Trump told evangelical supporters, “Get out and vote.  Just this time.  You won’t have to do it anymore.  Four more years, you know what?  It’ll be fixed, it’ll be fine.  You won’t have to vote anymore.”   

Think about how citizens live in countries controlled by dictators.  The millions of people in Russia are poor and their economy is cratering, but that doesn’t matter to Putin and his oligarchs who have lined their pockets by using their dictatorial power to become among the richest men in the world.  Their government does not serve the people; the people are there to do the bidding of the government.  The most common characteristic of dictatorships is that the people lose their freedom.  Anyone who disagrees with the Dictator is an enemy of this country…Trump is calling it “the enemy within.” 

Those people will either have to change their behavior and support the Dictator or have the power of the State come down upon them.  Those who disagree with the Dictator are often jailed or even killed, their property and assets seized by the State.  This has been part of Trump’s playbook from day 1 when he wanted Hillary Clinton imprisoned (“LOCK HER UP”) because she opposed him.  In our history, we have never had a Presidential candidate leading his followers in chants to “lock up’ their political opponents. 

He has already said (on September 7 at a rally in Wisconsin) that under his dictatorship, lawyers. donors and political workers supporting democratic candidates will be under his close scrutiny, and if they did anything wrong (and Trump is the one defining “wrong”), they could face long prison terms.  He has already said he will use the military against American citizens if necessary (and he will define what is “necessary”).  He has already demonstrated a willingness to use the power of his office for retribution against his enemies.

Our institutions will be forever changed. 

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The Case of the Missing Cat–by Gordon Lewin

As a childless catless lady (who doesn’t understand cats at all ) I decided to publish New Cambridge Observer’s first fictional piece “The Case of the Missing Cat.” It’s by my former Cambridge neighbor, Gordon Lewin, who now resides in California. Like much political communication these days, nothing in it is truebut unlike like much of what we see, it is fun! [I found the cat photos on creative commons.]
–Anita M Harris


Scared/scarey cat

by Gordon Lewin
The sun had been down for an hour and I was still at my desk on the third floor above the boarded-up five and dime.
Being a private eye means long hours.  I opened the desk drawer to  my left: the bottle was empty. The donut looked half-eaten by our resident mice; I tossed it in the garbage.   I wish the landlord would get a cat, but I hear they are in short supply. 
I figured it was time to head to Charlie’s for a beer and burger when there was a knock on the door.  “Come in.  Door’s open,” I grumbled.
In walks a dame.  I look her over.  Tall, dark and handsome.   That’s how I describe a dame whose got looks, but not the looks of a beauty queen.  Somewhere, I had seen that face.
“Do I know you?” I asked.
“We were in AA together.”  “Stop right there.”   I held up my hand like I was on traffic detail at a road construction site.   “You just tell that preacher lady I’m not coming back.   Being sober is too boring for me.
“That’s not why I am here,” she protested.
I took a deep breath.  “Then, why don’t you take a seat.”  I motioned to the old wood chair across from my desk.   
“What’s the problem?”   I asked.
“I need help finding my cat.”
“Lady, why don’t you try the pound?”
“My cat is not lost.  A man broke into my house and took Smoochie.”
“How do you know it was a man?”
“I saw him.  I had just walked in the front door.   There he was– grabbing Smoochie from the fireplace mantle and stuffing her into a white laundry bag.   I screamed and he ran out the back door.
My memory clicked into action, overriding my last drink.   There was a two grand reward out there for a burglar who has been breaking into homes to steal cats.   The victims are all single women.   I wondered if the dame was single.
The shrink across the hall had told me the perp probably had anger issues about cat-owning unmarried women who refused to have children out of wedlock.   I thought this serial cat burglar must be just a pervert.  Maybe we were both right.
“Do you live alone?” I asked her.“Yes.  Smoochie is all I have.  My parents died in a car accident with my sister.  My husband left me and I don’t have any children.”
The dame was pulling on my heartstrings.   “Could you I.D. this guy if you saw him?”
“Sure, I could.”
“Okay, here’s the deal.  One hundred up front, but if we find Smoochie, I’ll give back your money.
“That is so kind of you,’ she said as she opened her purse
“So, what are you doing this evening?”  I asked her.
“Sorry, mister, I am in no mood for dating.“
“That’s not the question.   I have someone I’d like you to take a look at.   Maybe we could get your Smoochie back tonight.
“I’m all in,” the dame said as she slammed a “C” note on my desk.
We went down to my car and drove to a neighborhood where people like me don’t live.   Tree-lined streets.  Large yards with statuary.  Homes big enough to house a cloister of nuns.  You get the picture.

     We pulled up a long circular driveway to one of those mansions with Roman columns in front.   We walked to the front door and I rang the doorbell.   After a long wait, an older gentleman in a tux opened the door. “How can I help you, sir,” the gent asked with an impeccable British accent. “I have a childless cat lady here who wants to have a word with J.D.” “I am so sorry, sir,” the elderly Brit enunciated slowly, “but Senator Vance is presently occupied.” 
“Well, get him anyways.”     
“I can’t, sir.   Strict orders.  It is the Senator’s private time in the kitchen.”
“In the kitchen?  At this hour?  Do you expect me to buy that?”  I pulled out my detective badge which I kept after being fired for being drunk on the job.
The old man opened up. “The Senator’s wife is a vegetarian.  This is the only time he is able to prepare his favorite stew.  I understand he has a secret ingredient.”
At that exact moment, the secret ingredient darted out between the old man’s legs and leapt into the dame’s arms.
“Smoochie!” she cried out!
Case closed.

Residing in the San Francisco Bay Area, Gordon Lewin served on the Board of Contributors of the Palo Alto Weekly and has written for other local publications. He confesses to being allergic to cats.

New Cambridge Observer is a publication of the Harris Communications Group, based in Cambridge, MA.

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Mark Hoffman on Venice Biennale 2024: Lines, Form at the German Pavilion

New Cambridge Observer Correspondent Mark S. Hoffman recently returned from Venice Bieniale 2024--the renowned international festival featuring the work of more than 400 artists in its central exhibition and national pavilions. He found much of the work provocative–and took more than 2000 photos. Early on, he found the lines of people waiting to enter galleries so daunting–even during the press preview (April 17-19, 2024)– that he skipped quite a few exhibits. Finally, he decided to brave the crowd at the German Pavilion. After waiting in line for over an hour he got inside, only to find himself in another, slow moving, line. He came to consider that line part of the exhibit and to see it as instrumental to his understanding of the artwork displayed there. Here is his review:

The Venice Biennale is huge, with more than 330 artists, 30 collateral exhibits and many unofficial shows and events. Thousands of media professionals covering it during the press opening creates long lines for art that has gotten the best pre-exhibit writeups. After avoiding the long lines for the first two days, I decided to experience the line at the well-liked German pavilion and learned an interesting lesson. After rushing through other exhibits and waiting in line for this event, I felt I needed to spend more time in the exhibit and gradually came to understand it better and even appreciate it.

I started by going to the front of the line and asking people how long they had been there. Most said they’d been waiting for about an hour. Then I went to the end of the line, know how to pace myself while doing research about the show on my phone. An hour and 10 minutes later I got into the exhibit.

In the first big room, just to the left, was a small room with a fascinating concept: shadows in the air. At the far end of the room was a bright light hidden by the hub of an (approximately) 40-bladed fan spinning very slowly. There were clear shadows of the blades on the floor and walls, but also there were shadows cast on the dust in the air. What I didn’t know until later was that this was a miniature of a spaceship designed as a home for generations of travelers. I never found out why a spaceship would have a huge fan in the vacuum of space.  However, if (by my guess) each blade was 300 feet and it took 20 seconds for a full rotation, the centrifugal force at the tip of each blade would be about the same as gravity on Earth. Maybe that would be good for something.

Further to the right was a large (about 30 feet) video of some sort of pagan dance circle in verdant woods accompanied by loud penetrating music.

The third item in the entrance room was a 3-story circular building. This building had a 25-minute line that got some people to bypass it, but, for me, just being in that extra line created an important experience. The line went about two-thirds around the building, so while standing in it, one could not see where it ended. The line was in the corner of the entrance room so I could not move much from side to side to get much of a look at the line in front of me.

After moving about halfway up the line, I could see the large video over the heads of the people in front of me. I watched the six people in the video who were moving in a circle. Gradually, every other one turned transparent and disappeared. Then the remaining three did the same. The view of the empty forest was replaced by an immense spacecraft with a tiny spacecraft docking to it. I got the sense that the 6 people had been transported to the space station.

I got to watch the video several times as the line moved forward to no visible end. The loud pulsating music seemed to pull me forward. I felt like I was one of the Eloi being pulled to underground slaughterhouses by the sirens of the Morlocks in the 1969 movie version of The Time Machine by H.G. Wells.

But there was no slaughterhouse, just some scenes from a post-apocalyptic dystopian world.

The first floor contained documents that might have helped explain things except that it was too dark, the letters too small, and the text was in German.

The first floor also had some type of workshop.

The second floor was a living space. The kitchen was covered in dust and grime. There was some sort of play going on. I saw a couple in bed with some clothes on. They got up, walked a few feet in opposite directions, and sprawled out on the ground. I also saw a third person on the ground. Whatever was going on was moving too slowly to piece it into a story.

The third story was a roof where one could look down at the people in line and milling about, and also see the big video.

The next big room had a small video on a TV. This showed a woman “expert” talking about the climate catastrophe and the huge spaceships being built by the richest countries to support hundreds of generations of humans as they traveled through space with the possibility of finding a new home. The concept of Earth would become myth rather than fact. This was the only explanation of the rest of the exhibit.

There was also an area where visitors could lie down on flat couches and look up into a hemisphere of projected images of the inside of the spacecraft as it rotated.

This exhibit is well worth the wait in line. The technical execution of each part is excellent, especially the shadows in the air and the large video and sound. The exhibit is deliberately designed to not be linear and the more time you spend in it, the clearer the meaning of each part will be.

–Mark S. Hoffman

The Bienniale, curated by Andriano Pedosa, will be on view through Sunday, November 2024.
New Cambridge Observer is a publication of the Harris Communications Group of Cambridge, MA.

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AI Chatbot Dating Adventure Generates Art, Not Love.

In case you’re wondering what became of my Chatbot dating adventure–rest assured that it continues.

Illustrations by Grant Shaffer’s students at the School of Visual Arts

Credits: Row 1 Claire M. Deliso, Paul Barbato, Emily Recapero, Toya Narentuoya. Row 2 Indra Fonseca, Paris Jerome, Emily Pascale, Leo Oscann, Rhonda Levy, Stephanie Aanonsen

In April,  “Oh oh, I seem to be dating a chatbot” was published in the “Modern Love” column of the New York Times. The piece is about how, after AI Chatbot came up with a great review of my book, The View From Third Street, I asked it to write me a profile for online dating. The profile, based on the prompt “Creative woman from Cambridge, MA, seeking a man, 65-72, smart, funny, healthy, preferably Jewish,” was astonishingly accurate and interesting.  At my late brother Alan’s suggestion, I then asked AI Chatbot to come up with a response. 

The response, from “someone” named David, was remarkably intriguing; I would have loved to meet “him” or someone like him. In the “Modern Love” piece, I trace the steps “David” and I took in arranging a date near Harvard Square. “David” even told me what he’d be wearing and that he’d be carrying a book. The article then goes into what happened after, disappointingly, he did not show up.

The piece has “generated” ongoing interest though, sadly, my dating life appears to have come to a halt.

Potential Suitors

Soon after the story appeared, I heard from four potential suitors who seemed to be “real” men.

The first was a New York lawyer who sounded very much like “David.” Both were from Brooklyn, Jewish, and each had two grown sons in California. The writer suggested that I contact him when I get to the City. I invited him to meet me if he gets to Albany, where I would be spending time over the summer, but did not hear back.

The second was a retired national science journalist who graduated from Columbia Journalism School a year after I did, with whom I corresponded for awhile. We had a lot in common, but since he was living on an Oregon beach, I felt the distance did not bode well for a relationship.

The third potential suitor, a businessman from New York State now living on the French Riviera wrote me every day. He was lonely, having trouble meeting people; I thought maybe he should learn to speak French. After a few weeks, he told me, courteously, to my relief, that he wanted to take a break.

The fourth wrote that he was the son of a now- deceased member of the Nigerian parliament. Given the number of fraudulent relationship requests originating in Nigeria, I thanked him for writing, but didn’t encourage a response. He wrote back anyway, saying that he knew that emails from Nigeria might be considered suspect but that he was for real: an entrepreneur who was starting a business, he was hungry, and needed money.

I also heard from a minister at Yale University who said he enjoyed the piece and from someone learning English who wanted help with his writing.

Response from the art world

Then, about a month ago, Grant Shaffer, a renowned illustrator, wrote to let me know that he had assigned the piece to his class at the School of Visual Arts in NYC. I’m delighted with the results, which he and his students OK’d for publication here.

Credits: Row 1 Junhan, Unsigned, Grace, Yizhuo. Row 2 Keming, Jema, Xue, Kristo.
Row 3 Jenny, Yanjun, Ruyang, Alex, Jiaqi.Row 4 Louis, Soomin, Gabriel, Yinins, Mingee

I’d like to thank everyone who contacted me– and to credit Mr. Shaffer and his students, who made the whole episode more than worthwhile with their beautiful, clever artwork.

-Anita M. Harris is a writer, photographer and communications consultant based in Cambridge, Mass.
New Cambridge Observer is a publication of the Harris Communications Group, also in Cambridge, Mass.

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