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Trump Wigs Out
 Donnie, the Doll with the Quick Change look! Vintage Fredericks of Hollywood Wig Ad Let’s get wiggy with Donald! Another hair-brained business for Trump! Donald Flips His Wig! © Sally Edelstein and Envisioning The American Dream, 2026. Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this blog’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts…
Portrait of a Patriot A Picture Perfect July 4th 1962
When I was cleaning out my parents’ Long Island home a few years ago in advance of selling the 1955 shingled ranch house I grew up in, long-lost remnants of my otherwise well-documented childhood appeared as though hidden in a vault. In a cluttered front hall closet nestled in between unopened packages of Sylvania flash cubes and tiny tin cans of Zippo lighter fluid, lined up in a row like…
Portrait of a Patriot A Picture Perfect July 4th 1962
61 Years ago, President Johnson signed Medicare and Medicaid into Law
Sixty-one years ago today, President Lyndon Johnson signed Medicare and Medicaid into law as an amendment to the Social Security Act. Two years ago, President Trump promised that he would “never let anyone touch your Medicare.” Yesterday, this Administration announced dramatic cuts to Medicare, spiking prescription drug costs for up to 25 million seniors. That’s some lousy anniversary…
Anthony Fauci Comes Under Attack
Another witch hunt in Congress. Watching a dedicated public servant like Dr Anthony Fauci being raked over the coals by ignorant, repugnant Republicans is repulsive. And a disgrace. A rabid Rand Paul is in a frenzy in his attacks. Emboldened by anti-vaxxers who view science and facts as evil. Covering their eyes in fear, they choose not to see, they choose not to hear, they speak no evil, which…
What Kind of America Are We Becoming?
They are killing people on the streets of America. This is not MY America This is not OUR America I didn’t make my short film “I Am an American” because of Trump. I made it because the Trump administration forced me to confront questions I’d been asking my entire life. As an artist, writer, and collector, I’ve spent more than fifty years gathering the paper trail of the American…
Picturing the Past -A Century Old Photo and The Stories It tells.
In 1926, while flaming youth roared and thousands mourned the death of Rudolph Valentino, my grandparents, Sadie and Arthur Joseph, were overjoyed at the birth of their second daughter, Betty Francine, my mother. Always a joyous Bastille Day Birthday, this jazz age baby would have turned 100 today. This sepia-toned photograph and the baby it documents are now a century old. Mounted on thick cream…
Watch- "I Am An American"
What happens when the country you pledged allegiance to is no longer the country you recognize? A worn third-grade civics book becomes the lens through which I examine America’s broken promises. Beginning with the patriotic lessons of my 1963 classroom, I Am An American traces how a generation raised to believe in democracy, compassion, and the common good came to witness those ideals unravel…
Platner Must Exit
We need a change STAT! The Democrats are on life support, and all they can offer up is a guy with a Nazi tattoo and a string of sexual abuse accusations. C’mon, Man! We need a reboot. We need a woman! The hypocrisy continues to burn our country down. Platner has got to go ASAP.
The Communists Are Coming, The Communists Are Coming!
“Communism is a mortal threat to American liberty,” a protective president warned a nervous nation during a July 4th  speech. The Communists are coming, people. They are living among us. This is no time to duck and cover. Get out from under your desks and fight this evil force. But that president was not Dwight D. Eisenhower in 1956. It was Donald J. Trump, in 2026, echoing the anti communist…
A July 4th Not Much to Celebrate
Last week with our 250th birthday in mind, I walked through my town of Huntington, Long Island. Settled in 1653, over a century before the Declaration of Independence, it is steeped in American history. Climbing the hill to the old Town Hall with its monumental porticoed front and prominent clock tower, I stood among the rows of flapping American flags, letting them wrap around me in the…
I Am An American
On a bookshelf in my cluttered office is a small, hardcover book I was given in third grade. The well-worn book nestled in between My Dick Jane and Sally primers is titled I Am an American. This book was brand new when I was assigned it on the first day of school in 1963. The pages were still crisp with firm, uncreased edges, and the spine was still stiff, opening it for the first time. The book…
FDR’s Birthday Balls -A Birthday Celebration Worthy of a President
Everything about Trump’s tacky, self-indulgent atrocity billed as a Birthday Celebration was vulgar. The travesty was worse than we imagined. A violent, Vegas-style carousel of greased-up men duking it out Gladiator style on the White House lawn, desecrating sacred ground as the rich and powerful cheered on. An abomination that ended with a vile and racist comment. All while the average American…
My Mother’s Love Grew in My Garden. It Still Does
 A few weeks ago was my mother Betty’s yartzeit. 18 years. My mother has now been gone the length of my entire childhood. Those first 18 years seemed like an eternity as I was growing up. A lifetime, in fact. Yet now 18 years seems to have passed in a flash. It could be 8 years, or sometimes it feels like 18 months. Grief time doesn’t follow physics. Eighteen years ago this summer, a few months…
RIP RFK The Day Hope Died
Kennedy Campaign Worker in tears 1968 Robert F. Kennedy represented hope. But on June 6, 1968, a nation was left once more to watch and grieve and wonder after another senseless act of violence robbed us of that hope. The GE alarm clock in my bedroom set to get me up in time to catch the school bus didn’t go off, as usual, that morning of June 5th, 1968. Instead, my mother came into my bedroom…
 Marilyn Monroe and Me
I was four years old in 1959, when I first dressed up as Marilyn Monroe, and it would follow me to my freshman year at Syracuse University, where I regularly roamed the halls of my dorm, decked out as the blonde bombshell. Not for a party. Not for an event. For no other reason than it was what I always enjoyed doing. I was just me being me. Being Marilyn. From the moment I saw an incandescent…
An Off Color Remark - White Like Me
 On the same sunny Sunday that thousands of my fellow citizens gathered on the National Mall for a day-long event to “rededicate” America to Christianity, thus leaving millions of non-Christians like me out in the cold, I was told by a reader of this blog that because I am Jewish, I am not white. Color me dismissed. One nation under God. A white God. A Christian God. Jesus Christ, help us. It…