Posted by: C.E. Chambers | July 23, 2011

LARRY CROWNE (FILM REVIEW)

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This film is an enjoyable light comedy that doesn’t pretend to try to solve the world’s problems, nor does it solve all of Larry Crowne’s problems.  He’s a divorced man who loses his job and can’t afford to pay his mortgage.  At the end of the movie, even though he has had to greatly “downsize,” hope has unexpectedly entered his life on numerous levels and we know he’s going to be okay, if not better than before.

The casting director, Jeanne McCarthy, made some brilliant choices, so much so that three actors steal many of the scenes out from under the noses of popular leading stars Tom Hanks and Julia Roberts: George Takei, Wilmer Valderrama, and Gugu Mbatha-Raw.

George Takei, well-known as Sulu in the original “Star Trek” television series, plays a rather eccentric economics professor.  He’s a little stuffy and maybe even haughty but has some of the best lines in the film.  His wonderful sense of comedy and exquisite timing are a delightful surprise, a validation of my long-held belief that his talents have been underutilized for decades.  By movie’s end he’s waxing poetic in that signature deep voice of his about the “rocky shoals” and “tsunamis” of finances, making me want to sign up for his class.  (I’m surprised he wasn’t asked to do the voicing for one of the “Transformers” robots.)

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Posted by: C.E. Chambers | July 22, 2011

NORWAY UNDER SIEGE: 2011

BREAKING NEWS (See links to more newspaper articles after this post.)

UPDATE July 26:  Anders Breivik’s attorney says his client “favors dictatorship, not democracy.”  He had praised Russia’s Vladimir Putin in his manifesto; now Putin’s spokesman is calling Breivik “the devil incarnate.”  Breivik was “surprised” he wasn’t killed by police before he got to the island.  He took drugs “to be strong, efficient, and awake.”   (Read more at the British Telegraph)

UPDATE July 26:  The leader of the European Defense League (EDL) is quoted as saying:  “I know how incensed people are at the threat of Islam. This is not a threat but in five to 10 years we will have English lads blowing themselves up.”  (The British Telegraph)

UPDATE July 24:  Killer Anders Breivik wrote, “I will be labeled as the biggest (Nazi-) monster ever witnessed since WW2.”  He expressed a desire to meet the Pope and Vladimir Putin: “Putin seems like a fair and resolute leader worthy of respect.” (British Telegraph)

(The Norwegian flag posted below is from photobucket.com)

Norway Under Siege: 2011

It was not business as usual today, Friday, July 22.  A Norwegian citizen is under arrest for murdering more than 80 teenagers on the island of Utøya who were attending a political youth camp, and he may be linked to a horrific bombing in Oslo that also resulted in deaths.  (Read an English-language report from Norway.)

Nothing can ever justify these kinds of heinous acts.

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Posted by: C.E. Chambers | July 15, 2011

TRANSFORMERS: DARK OF THE MOON

(Check back: “C.E. Chambers at the Marine Corps Ball” will be posted in November.  Also, critiques of old and new films will be posted.  UPDATE Sept. 6:  Some projects are on hold because of the creation of a second website.)

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By C.E. Chambers

Posted July 15, 2011

Since the Hollywood film industry has had a fascination with actresses with generous lips for 20 years, why aren’t we seeing more African-American women on the large screen?  If someone thinks this is a racist comment, read “They Took Our Music—Now They’re ‘Taking’ Our Lips” (Ebony, April 1991).

How does replacement actress, Rosie Huntington-Whiteley, measure up to sultry Megan Fox who was discarded during the pre-production of this film?  Huntington-Whiteley, a Victoria’s Secret super model, proves she’s more than just long, long legs and pillow-shaped lips.  Maybe her one-dimensional character isn’t required to do much more than fit into slinky haute couture and act seductively toward (a surprisingly unresponsive) Shia Labeouf, but she’s self-assured and compelling enough on screen to guarantee this won’t be her last film.  (Labeouf, who reprises his role as Sam Witwicky, looks as if he’s stunned at being cast as Huntington-Whiteley’s love interest.  Is there a critic brave enough to comment on their kissing scene?)

To be sure, her upper class English accent is an advantage over the sloppy diction of many of America’s young actresses.  Okay, that probably wasn’t on Director Michael Bay’s mind when he asked her to perform in the first scene by s-l-o-w-l-y walking up a flight of stairs in her underpants.

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Posted by: C.E. Chambers | July 7, 2011

HOLLYWOOD OR HOLLYWEIRD: AN INSIDER’S PERSPECTIVE

(Photo 1 above:  Jeff Varga on the set of “Dead End City,” a TV pilot he created that won an award for Best Director in 2008.  Photo courtesy of videographer Jack Foster.)

(Photo 2 above:  Jeff Varga watching actors from “Dead End City.”  Photo courtesy of videographer Jack Foster.)

By C.E. Chambers

Some people think Jeff has tasted the good life.  He’s worked in the Hollywood motion picture and television industry for 25 years and has a strong background in visual effects.  One of the highlights of his career was the Academy Award that he shared in for helping to create the riveting molten steel pour scenes and nuclear blast in James Cameron’s “Terminator 2: Judgment Day.”  The visual effects team constructed a wooden “ladle” (bucket) and “tundish” (receiver) with thick Plexiglass bottoms that were lit from underneath to make the hot steel (made from methocel, a food additive) look as if it were glowing.

Jeff’s impressive visual effects resume includes blockbuster films like “The Last Samurai,” “I, Robot,” “Live Free or Die Hard,” “Mr. & Mrs. Smith,” “Bruce Almighty,” “Spider-Man 2,” “Blade: Trinity,” “The Abyss,” “Ghostbusters” (and 30 others).  He’s also worked on popular TV programs like “Star Trek: Enterprise, “Gilmore Girls,” and “Malcolm in the Middle,” etc.  (www.movierich.com)

Jeff has also worked as a director.  He’s been at the helm of “Dead End City” (a TV pilot he created that won an award for Best Director in 2008), “Time Warp News Report” (a comedy available on home video), a full-length feature film called “Bottom Feeder’s Inc.” (it won an award for Best Cinematography in 2002), and national television commercials for major advertisers.  He’s also directed numerous short films and produced and directed numerous other “packages.”

In addition, Jeff is skilled at making stars look more appealing on the screen than they do in real life.  He’s performed many digital touchups, including “acne fixes” and even a digital tummy tuck.

All of this sounds very glamorous and fulfilling, if not a nice way to earn a paycheck.  Also, entertainment industry insiders are privy to juicy tidbits about movie stars that their fans seldom hear about.  Bruce Willis supposedly wanted to join the U.S. military after the 9/11 attack.  Clint Eastwood is everyone’s favorite movie director: He only asks for two takes.  Raven-haired, blue-eyed beauty, Megan Fox, was invited to director Michael Bay’s house to audition for the first “Transformers” film – and was allegedly asked to “wash his car while wearing cutoffs.”

With so much fascinating intrigue occurring behind the scenes as well as on camera, what’s not to like about working in the entertainment industry?  Well, as another veteran Hollywood insider recently confided to this writer, it’s a very “tightly-knit community” and “you have to be careful what you say.”

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Posted by: C.E. Chambers | July 1, 2011

MR. POPPER’S PENGUINS: Film Review

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By C.E. Chambers

Posted July 1, 2011

“Mr. Popper’s Penguins” is a delightful film for the entire family and will be enjoyed for years to come.  Jim Carrey is at his best, endearing rather than madcap, and has a wonderful supporting cast.  Viewers may need to engage in a willing suspension of disbelief for some of the scenes to work, but that’s part of the film’s charm.

The tagline that appears after the closing credits assures viewers that “No penguins were harmed in the making of this film.”  It impishly adds, “On the other hand, Jim Carrey was bitten mercilessly but he had it coming.”  (The American Humane Society gave the film a “No Animals Were Harmed”® rating of “Outstanding.”)

Gentoo penguins from Antarctica were trained to perform on cue to make this movie.  Computer-generated imagery was also used.  The Gentoo are reputed to be highly intelligent but, as Jim Carrey complained in a post-production videotaped interview, very noisy.  Indeed, one of the film’s characters (a perplexed and sleepless neighbor of Tom Pepper) complains about “shrieking, cackling, trumpeting sounds.”

The movie was inspired from a classic children’s novel of the same name written by Richard and Florence Atwater.  A man inherits penguins that make his life miserable but he reconsiders when his estranged wife and children become enchanted by them.  That’s just the beginning of a surprisingly complex storyline.

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Posted by: C.E. Chambers | June 25, 2011

X-MEN: FIRST CLASS

By C.E. Chambers

Posted June 25, 2011

If anyone has romantic notions of what it’s like to be a super hero, remember what occurred in the first “X-Men” film.  My critique published August 2000 stated that a girl’s “innocent kiss” with her boyfriend put him in a coma for three weeks.

I also noted that, “Once puberty hits, [mutants’] diabolical powers operate at full capacity.  Afraid of being found out, they roam the earth…but keep their distance from each other.  You never know who’s telepathic, telekinetic, or a shape-shifter, or who has laser eyes or lightning bolts up their sleeves.  Or a tongue the length of a football field….”

In this prequel (the second one) to the X-Men trilogy (making five films in all), most of the action takes place in the early 1960s.  Charles Xavier (James McAvoy), who becomes known later as Professor X, is a dashing Oxford University student who seems to run into other mutants just about everywhere he goes.  He walks into his parents’ spacious kitchen one night, armed with a baseball bat against an intruder, and finds a shape-shifter imitating his mother.

Charles is a world-class telepath: he can read people’s minds without effort.  There’s another reason he knows the smiling blond woman is an imposter: she offers to make him a meal.  ”My mother has never been in this kitchen in her life,” he retorts.

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Posted by: C.E. Chambers | June 15, 2011

PIRATES OF THE CARIBBEAN: ON STRANGER TIDES

(official Walt Disney theatrical release poster)

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(movie still: Philip and Syrena, the mermaid)

By C.E. Chambers   Posted June 15, 2011

(Read an update about Sergio, the dark-haired barista, after the critique.)

I asked a young barista recently if he had seen the fourth adventure in the “Pirates of the Caribbean” saga.  “No,” he answered, as he made my iced latte.  “I heard it pushed religion on people.”

Christianity is portrayed in a positive light in this film which is as rare as the sighting of a blue-footed booby in a cold climate.  The entertainment industry sometimes sanctions very devout representatives of other religions — upstanding and compassionate people we would trust with our children as well as with our confidences — but Christians are largely non-existent or the butt of cheap stereotypes and stale jokes.

So what’s a “Bible thumper” (Jack Sparrow’s terminology) doing in a pirate flick?

It’s unusual for a film that runs longer than two hours (136 minutes) to pick up momentum halfway through, but the unexpected addition of a handsome Christian man lashed to the mast of a ship captained by the most loathsome of pirates — Blackbeard — is a startling plot twist.  Philip (played by Sam Claflin) is extremely pious but is also allowed to be portrayed as chivalrous and brave.  Not only does he rescue a captured mermaid (Astrid Berges-Frisbey) from a slow death as numerous other characters callously ignore her plight, he tenderly covers her with his shirt when, shivering, she begins to morph into a human after a forced separation from water.  Later, he unhesitatingly wields a sword in battle.

The main protagonist in “On Stranger Tides” is, of course, the “notorious and infamous” pirate, Jack Sparrow (Johnny Depp).  Audiences will probably never tire of his quirky but endearing mannerisms and quick wit, but ghastly underworld characters have worn out their welcome.  The introduction of comely mermaids with angelic faces and well-modulated voices who speak intelligently and flatteringly to captivated sailors are a vast improvement.  Even they, however, hiss like cats and flash razor-sharp teeth when irritated.  (The two “zombified” sailors on Blackbeard’s ship are characters better suited for a low-budget flick.)

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On April 29, 1997, Frosty Fowler interviewed Secret Service Agent Charles “Chuck” Brewster on KGNW AM 820 in Seattle, Washington.  Mr. Brewster was the Special Agent in Charge of the Seattle Field Office for the U.S. Secret Service.  Please read “A Conversation with the Secret Service” for the events that led up to this encounter.  (This interview was transcribed by C.E. Chambers June 2011 who helped arrange the broadcast.)

Frosty Fowler:  Hey, we got a special guest tonight, the head or Special Agent…in Charge for the U.S. Secret Service here in Seattle.  And it’s Mr. Charles Brewster.  Now that we met you, Charles, can we call you Chuck?

Charles “Chuck” Brewster:  You may.  You may, Frosty.

F.F.   Nice to have you here.  How long have you and your family been in Seattle?

C.B.  We moved here about a year ago from Chicago, Illinois.

F.F.   And I saw you with your head bowed toward the sun out there and you were just soaking it in [chuckles].  Have you and your wife gotten used to the rain yet?

C.B.  We have.  We just spent a week in Las Vegas and we just dried out a little bit.  But the winter has been very good to us and it’s not as bad as we had heard.

F.F.  How long have you been a Secret Service agent?

C.B.  Twenty-two years.

F.F.  And has the time gone fast?

C.B.  Sometimes gone fast, sometimes on a midnight standing around the White House it went real slow.

F.F.  Have you ever felt that you had regrets about entering into the Service?

C.B.  No, I think the Secret Service has been a true family to me and mine, and it’s been an excellent career.  It’s not over yet.

F.F.  In Seattle, are you working an eight-hour day?  I know I have heard from other agents that you can work a ten-, twelve-, fourteen-, sixteen-hour day easily.

C.B.  Never.  We never work an eight-hour day.  We always give it at least two hours more or more than that.  Sometimes we get overwhelmed with the number of hours we’re working but we try to always make time for the important things in life.

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Posted by: C.E. Chambers | June 3, 2011

A CONVERSATION WITH THE SECRET SERVICE

Written by C.E. Chambers and published June 3, 2011.

On April 29, 1997, Charles Brewster, a Special Agent for the U.S. Secret Service in Seattle, Washington, appeared on KGNW Radio.  C.E. Chambers was the producer of “Talkline” at the time and this is her recollection of the events that led to Frosty Fowler’s interview with Mr. Brewster.  A transcript of that broadcast will be posted soon.  A link to Mr. Brewster’s bio is posted at the end of this article.

Photo 1 (above):  Seattle skyline by Julie Van Tosh

Photo 2 (above):  1997:  Charles “Chuck” Brewster who was a Special Agent for the U.S. Secret Service Field Office in Seattle, Washington.  The photo is the property of Mr. Brewster.

Photo 3 (above):  A current photo of Charles Brewster, former Special Agent for the U.S. Secret Service.   The photo is the property of Mr. Brewster.

I was channel surfing one day when I came across a sitcom about Los Angeles County Lifeguards that I’d heard about but never seen.  Critics had long complained that the action drama – voluptuous young women in skimpy red bathing suits and muscle-bound hunks using state-of-the-art rescue equipment – offered a lot of eye candy but was riddled with ridiculous plots and shallow character development.  Unexpectedly, “Baywatch” had become very popular during its second season in the U.S. and was an even bigger hit overseas.  Curious as to its appeal, I decided to watch it.

 It was well into the first half of the story.  It was a beautiful day in southern California.  Women in neon-colored bikinis and men in exotic-flowered shorts were happily sunning themselves at the beach, and they seemed to be waiting for someone.

Standing off to the side was a man incongruously dressed in a two-piece suit.  He was short and middle-aged and he was not in a party mood.  Boy, did he look hot. Suddenly, he started running, kicking up sand as he charged down the beach.  He ran in slow motion which emphasized his swinging tie, his taut body and strained facial expression, and he panted and sweated and panted and sweated.  Nothing got in his way, not children with dogs, beach umbrellas, or bathing beauties.  On he went, gathering speed until, with superhuman effort, he took a giant spread-eagle leap and landed on top of a bomb half-buried in the sand.  On closer look, it wasn’t a bomb.  It was a child’s high tech-looking toy.

The bikini-clad and bare-chested spectators, who had been watching this spectacle, guffawed and snorted in derision.  They turned away in disgust and some threw pitiless glances over their shoulders at the short-haired man sweltering in the business suit.

This embarrassing episode segued to a black stretch limousine that slowly appeared out of nowhere.  With flags protruding ostentatiously from its hood, it majestically glided into view and stopped just feet from the expectant beachgoers.  It was the President of the United States: William Jefferson Clinton!!  A roar resounded from the crowd as he emerged for a brief moment to shake hands with someone.  The gleaming, bullet-proof vehicle and its lone occupant slowly drove away to other important destinations.

But wait.  Mitch Buchannon, played by actor/producer David Hasselhoff, appeared and stood next to the dejected-looking man in street clothes.  They watched the departing limousine together.  Then Mitch, who seemed to know the man, turned to him and remarked dryly, “The important thing is you were willing to die to protect him.”

 O-h-h-h….I should have known.  The goofball was Hollywood’s idea of a Secret Service agent.

 That episode of “Baywatch” triggered memories of other times I had seen U.S. Secret Service agents denigrated by the entertainment industry. They were often portrayed as robotic-faced men wearing sinister-looking sunglasses with bargain basement haircuts and colossal-sized communication devices that seemed to grow out of their heads.  Even late night comedy shows like “Saturday Night Live” had lampooned them.  Kevin Costner’s good-guy portrayal of a former Secret Service agent in the popular film, “The Bodyguard,” had altered somewhat the pervasive negative image that seemed to exist but, true to Hollywood tradition, he wore the nerdiest of haircuts.

As if to underscore the antipathy against the U.S.’s most highly trained Federal agents, a major Washington state newspaper had recently published an editorial that labeled the U.S. Secret Service as “arrogant” or some similar pejorative.

According to a book written by a former FBI agent, even a first lady and her daughter had openly disparaged the Secret Service.  In Gary Aldrich’s Unlimited Access, an insider’s account of life in the Clinton White House, a Secret Service agent had informed Aldrich that Hillary Clinton had a “clear dislike for the agents, bordering on hatred.”  Inexplicably, she didn’t want the people who were willing to give their lives on her behalf to hover any closer than “ten yards.”

According to Aldrich, this mindset had trickled down to young Chelsea Clinton.  Secret Service agents had overheard her describing them to her friends as “personal, trained pigs.”

Why were so many people so snotty about the U.S. Secret Service?  By virtue of its name and almost sacred mission, the agency is infused with a mystique that even the people it’s sworn to protect aren’t allowed to penetrate.  It’s not driven by public approval or clever marketing strategies, nor should it be.  Was this a classic case of stereotyping?  How many people who ridiculed Secret Service agents had actually met one?  Where was the agency’s spokesperson?

I wanted to hear the Secret Service speak for itself.

At this time of my life, I was the producer of a talk radio program on KGNW AM 820 in Seattle, Washington.  Frosty Fowler, the host of “Talkline,” was known as a “dinosaur” in Seattle.  In 1965, he had been broadcasting for KING Radio from the Space Needle when a 6.5 earthquake struck western Washington, causing the futuristic-looking structure to sway dramatically from side to side which frightened some people who worked at the site so badly they immediately quit their jobs.

KGNW, where Frosty now worked, was a Christian radio station.  However, he had full creative control over his show and between the two of us we offered our listeners guests from all walks of life.

After watching the “Baywatch” episode, I took Frosty aside and asked him, “What’s your opinion of the Secret Service?”  He became typically very thoughtful, and finally answered, “I don’t have one.”  Frosty held the agency in very high regard, but would have never presumed to know more than what the Secret Service had shared publicly.

I shared with him why I was interested in the subject and he asked, “Well, who should we get on the show to speak about them?”

“The Secret Service,” I replied.  Frosty just looked at me.  He mulled over my suggestion a moment and asked, “Do you think someone from that agency would be willing to come on our show?”

“Sure, why wouldn’t they?” I answered.  “They must have a public relations office…right?”

It was normal to deliberate a few days or even a few weeks before we came to a consensus on some ideas, and this was one of those times.  One day, however, as we were holding a conversation over the phone about a totally different subject, Frosty asked me, “Well, shall we do a show about the Secret Service?”

“Yes.”

“How do we get ahold of them?” he sensibly asked.

We discussed the best way to contact the agency, never even thinking at that point to look in the phone book.  Soon, however, I just picked up the phone and dialed the White House switchboard.

“White House,” a woman answered crisply.  It sounded like she was in a cavern.  I visualized an operator who was a few years short of being called an octogenarian, someone perched on a straight-back chair who had served under many administrations.

“Hello, I’m calling from a radio station in Seattle and I’d like a phone number for the Secret Service’s public relations office.”

“Do you want the Washington, D.C. phone number?” she asked cheerfully.

“Yes,” I unthinkingly replied.

It was only a second or two before she came back on the line.  I jotted down the number she gave me, thanked her, and hung up.

Stage two.  I dialed the number given by the White House operator.  R-i-n-g!  Someone speaking in a loud voice who seemed to have his mouth pressed against the receiver answered almost immediately.  I explained why I was calling and he asked me to hold for a moment.

 “You’re talking about a radio station in Seattle?” a male voice suddenly boomed from the receiver.  I wasn’t sure it was the same person who had answered the phone.

 “Yes.”

 “You need to call the Secret Service in Seattle,” he yelled, sounding a little irritated.

 “Okay.”

 “Here’s the number,” he continued to shout.  And he proceeded to relay the information I needed.   I thanked him and hung up.

Stage three.  I dialed the number in Seattle.  A woman answered and once again I explained why I was calling the Secret Service.  She was very pleasant; in fact, my impression was that she was unflappable.  She asked me to hold, and within just a few seconds’ time, a man curtly said, “Charles Brewster.”

If anything, I was impressed with the Secret Service’s quick trigger finger ability to pick up their telephone calls.

“Hello, I’m calling for Frosty Fowler who’s the host of ‘Talkline’ on KGNW Radio in Seattle, Washington.  We’d like to do a program about the Secret Service and we were given your phone number.”

“Why do you want to do a show about the Secret Service?” he barked.  A different voice from the guy in Washington D.C. but strangely similar phone manners.

“Well, we thought we’d give you guys — or ladies, as the case may be — some equal time.”

“What makes you think we want equal time?” he asked facetiously.

“Well, that was my terminology…and maybe it was a poor choice of words,” I replied.  “But there seems to be some controversy about the Secret Service, and given Hollywood’s influence and tendency to sometimes misrepresent the facts, we thought someone from your agency might like to represent himself for once.”

“So, what’s your agenda?” he countered, spitting out the word.

“We don’t really have one.”

He half laughed and quoted someone whose name I didn’t quite catch.  “I attended a media class and [name] taught us that everyone has an agenda.”

“You might be right,” I admitted.  “However, to quote David Brinkley,” I gamely continued, “we all have a bias but we can choose to be fair.  And that’s why I’m calling you: We want to be fair and offer you — or your supervisor — a chance to go on the air and speak exactly what’s on your mind at this present time.”

“I don’t have a supervisor.  I am the supervisor,” he replied, waiting for my reaction.

Ouch.

Charles “Chuck” Brewster, the Special Agent in Charge of the Seattle Field Office for the U.S. Secret Service, turned out to be a very pleasant man.  We continued talking for quite a while, and we even shared a few laughs — and they weren’t all at my expense.  Employees of the Secret Service are probably trained to size up people in a hurry.  I wondered if the initial phone-manners-from-hell was just part of the training: Weed out the wrong numbers and kooks (who would be dumb enough to deliberately irritate a Secret Service agent?) and get down to business immediately because, after all, the Secret Service deals in life-and-death matters 24 hours a day, seven days a week.  [Charles had stood guard outside President Reagan’s hospital room after he was shot, and had protected President Carter and Vice-President Bush, among other government leaders, and different heads of state like the Queen of England.]

As I was to learn from Chuck, it’s not uncommon for the U.S. Secret Service to stay out of the spotlight when agents are misrepresented so attention won’t be called to those they protect.  I also learned that a significant amount of literature about the Secret Service has unfairly “sensationalized” the agency.  People should be skeptical of what they read unless they’ve determined that writers have used trustworthy sources and have done some proper fact checking.

Chuck agreed to appear on Frosty Fowler’s “Talkline” (he had to have a “documented request”) and we discussed what he could or couldn’t say on the air.  I had tried to impress him with some research on the subject, having read 20 Years with the Secret Service by Rufus Youngblood and Protecting the President by Dennis V. N. McCarthy.

“Everyone wants to talk about the presidents’ personalities,” he responded with a note of exasperation.  “That’s not something I can do.”

Instead, he began to share the history behind the agency.  For example, many people don’t know the U.S. Secret Service was started in 1865 to counteract counterfeit money.  Poignantly, the Secretary of the Treasury had secured approval from President Abraham Lincoln to create the agency just hours before he was assassinated because currency during the Civil War was “one-third to one-half” counterfeit.  The duties of the Secret Service were greatly expanded in 1901 when President McKinley was assassinated.

Something else that Chuck shared with me really struck a chord.  He said the only Hollywood full-length feature film that had come close to accurately depicting a Secret Service agent was “In the Line of Fire” with Clint Eastwood.  I rented it that night.

Chuck turned out to be an excellent guest on KGNW.   By the way, Frosty and I later discovered that the U.S. Secret Service was listed on the first page of the Seattle phone book.  Just like Special Agent Charles Brewster had told us it would be.

(Written by C.E. Chambers and published at cechambers.com on June 3, 2011.  She worked for KGNW Radio under her married name.  This article was also published at Chambers World News on October 15, 2011.)

NOTE:  Charles “Chuck” Brewster retired from the U.S. Secret Service in 1998.  He continues to impact the nation, if not the world.  He is an ordained minister and was the National Director for HonorBound until 2004.  He founded a men’s ministry in 2005 called Champions of Honor and “speaks at various functions and conferences nationally and internationally.”  He has won prestigious awards for his work in both organizations.  He also formed a company called The Brewster Group that consults on church security issues.  Please read:

Read Charles Brewster’s bio here

Read the transcription of Frosty Fowler’s KGNW Radio interview with Charles Brewster here.

Read Frosty Fowler’s bio: Seattle PI July 19, 2006 – “Frosty Fowler Relives His Wild Rides”

Posted by: C.E. Chambers | May 30, 2011

HONORING MEMORIAL DAY

(Please check back.  “A Conversation with the Secret Service” will be posted soon.)

(Photo by Julie Van Tosh)

(artist unknown)

May we never forget those U.S. Service Members, both men and women, who have given their lives in the line of duty.  “Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.  At the going down of the sun and in the morning, we will remember them.”‘

(The quote was taken from Lone Survivor by former Navy Seal Marcus Luttrell.  It’s a tribute used in U.S. Military memorial services.)

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