An unhealthy debate: Random thoughts

Hillary Clinton has pneumonia. She has to take some time away from the campaign. It happens. It’s not a conspiracy, but it also is not an unimportant occurrence. It raises questions — not just about Clinton, but about Donald Trump, as well. Both candidates are up in years — Trump would be the oldest to assume office in our history, Clinton the second oldest.

Here’s the problem: Neither candidate has been transparent about their health history. Clinton, for instance, withheld information about the pneumonia until several hours after her problems Sunday morning. Had she been forthcoming — whether when she was first diagnosed or at the time of the stumble — this may not have lingered. (Admittedly, the conspiratorial right would have continued to harp on it, but it probably would not have remained a point of discussion by anyone but hyper-partisans.)

Trump, I would argue, has been worse. He released a half-assed letter from a physician who has explained that he dashed it off as Trump waited in his limousine.

The point here is not to downplay the scary nature of what happened to Clinton on Sunday or make light of the Trump campaign. The point is this: We need accurate and up-to-date information about the health of our candidates. They are running to take over the most stressful job in the world — just look at how much Obama has aged over the last nearly eight years, or how much George W. Bush aged in the preceding eight. We have a right to know whether they are healthy enough to handle the strain, especially because they are at or are approaching the age when the body starts to break down — even with the kind of health care that the candidates’ wealth can buy. (Cue debate over the United States’ unequal health care system.)

We also should acknowledge that the constitution accounts for the possibility that the man or woman we elect may not make it to the end of his or her term. The debate over Hillary Clinton’s health should lead us to ask the same about Donald Trump. More importantly, it should point us to the men who would be vice president. Who are they? Are they ready to step in?

It is not an academic question. It has happened nine times in our history, eight times after the death of a president. It has not happened in 43 years, but it can.

Rather than conspiratorial nonsense or reflexive defensiveness, let’s make what happened on Sunday an opportunity to ask legitimate questions.

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Notes on a real ‘Boss’ show


Bruce Springsteen never disappoints, my wife said after last night (Aug. 30, though the calendar already turned to Aug. 31) had after The Boss ended a 4-hour, 1-minute, 34-song marathon.
He never mails it in. He never gives less than his all. He has a great time and, this is key, his complete, unpretentious enjoyment is contagious. This is why he remains, a month short of his 67th birthday, a human Dynamo on stage.
That said, I have some thoughts about this specific show:
1. He played nine songs from his first two albums, an unexpected treat highlighted by his guitar work on “Kitty’s Back,” which is one of my absolute favorites.
2. He essentially took requests, playing songs ID’d on placards waived by fans. Consider what this means: The set list, to at least a small degree, was not decided in advance and included songs Springsteen said hadn’t been played in a while. The band, to make this happen, has to be ready, to be prepared, which means rehearsing nearly everything recorded or played over a half century of performing. That level of preparation was evident in the seamless way the band moved through the set as though they’d been playing each of these songs every night for a year.
3. His cover choices were inspired: a fiery rendition of Eddie Cochrane’s “Summertime Blues,” Manfred Mann’s “Pretty Flamingo” (more on that in a minute, and Isley Brothers’ “Twist and Shout” (by way of The Beatles, of course) and “Shout.” And “Jersey Girl,” which isn’t really a cover anymore, despite being written by Tom Waits. It has become a Springsteen signature and was a perfect closer.
4. You can’t have too many Isley Brothers’ songs in your set.
5. He opened “Pretty Flamingo” with a story about a young Bruce watching a red-headed woman walk down the street outside a luncheonette he used to frequent. He said everything would stop — Max punctuating it with a snare shot stopping everyone — as a show of respect. As he sang, it became clear where he was going, who the respect was for, the familiar climax focusing attention on Patti Scalfa, I.e., Mrs. Springsteen.
6. “Tenth Avenue Freezeout,” the story of the band, honored the dead — Clarence Clemons and Danny Federici — with a video montage that started as he sang “the Big Man joined the band.” This, The Boss said, was the most important part.
I could go on, but I’m still exhausted.
Here’s the set list:
New York City Serenade
Blinded by the Light
Does this Bus Stop at 82nd Street?
It’s Hard to be a Saint in the City
Spirit in the Night
Summertime blues (Eddie Cochran cover)
4th of July (Sandy)
Kitty’s Back
Incident on 57th Street
Rosalita (Come Out Tonight)
Pretty flamingo (Manfred Mann cover — repaying the love?)
Atlantic City
I’m Going Down
Darlington County
Workin’ on the Highway
Downbound tTain
I’m on Fire
Hungry Heart
Out in the Street
Living Proof
Candy’s Room
She’s the One
Because the Night (Live 75-85 lyrics)
The Rising
Badlands
ENCORE:
Secret Garden
Jungleland
Born to Run
Dancing in the Dark
Tenth Avenue Freezeout
Twist and Shout (Isley Brothers/The Beatles cover)
Glory Days
Shout (Isley Brothers cover)
Jersey Girl (Tom Waits cover, with verse added by Springsteen)

Bruce Springsteen and the 4-hour show

Here’s the set list from last night’s show:

New York City Serenade

Blinded by the Light
Does this Bus Stop at 82nd Street?
It’s Hard to be a Saint in the City
Spirit in the Night
Summertime blues (Eddie Cochran)
4th of July (Sandy)
Kitty’s Back
Incident on 57th Street
Rosalita (Come Out Tonight)
Pretty Flamingo (Manfred Mann)
Atlantic City
I’m Going Down

Darlington County

Workin’ on the Highway
Downbound tTain
I’m on Fire
Hungry Heart
Out in the Street
Living Proof
Candys Room
She’s the One
Because the Night (Live 75-85 lyrics)
The Rising
Badlands
ENCORE:
Secret Garden
Jungleland
Born to Run
Dancing in the Dark
Tenth Avenue Freezeout
Twist and Shout (Isley Brothers/The Beatles)
Glory Days
Shout (Isley Brothers)
Jersey Girl (Tom Wait, with verse added by Springsteen)

The Donald Trump Blues

Got the Donald Trump blues
I got the Donald Trump blues
Better tie up your shoes
Keep the fascists in the rear view
Got the Donald Trump blues
Wants to build a great wall
Keep the Muslims in the hall
We’ll have a great ball
Makin’ ‘Merica great again
Everyone’ll stand tall
Waitin’ for the Mussolini call
Along the Bloomberg crawl
Makin’ ‘Merica hate, my friend
Got the Donald Trump blues
I got the Donald Trump blues
Better tie up your shoes
Keep the fascists in the rear view
Got the Donald Trump blues
Well I got the poison headache
can’t get a break
can’t believe we’d make
such a mistake
he’s such a fucking lowdown ornery fake
Wants to build him a wall
Ban the Muslims and all
With his hands so small
Makin’ ‘Merica hate, my friend
You don’t have to call
Mussolini and all
Better not stall
Gotta makin’ ‘Merica great again
It’s the Donald Trump blues
The ever-hatin’ Donald Trump blues
I know you’re waiting
There ain’t no debatin’
The Donald Trump blues