Meet the new face of the $20 bill. Hint: it’s a woman.

What makes the Weinblog extra special is that we don’t just talk about interesting topics in the news and never return to them again. The last thing I’d ever want to do is leave you hanging.

It’s one thing to hear about something and become informed, but at the end of the day, we want the resolution, damn it. There’s nothing worse than unresolved drama. Nothing.

Well, maybe chlamydia.

Speaking of which …Johnny Depp. Last time his name popped up here was in May 2015, when I couldn’t help but voice my amazement when the Australian government made him extradite his dogs from their country because he flew them in without declaring them.

Depp HeardAustralia is apparently very careful about preventing disease. So careful that they actually threatened to kill his dogs if he didn’t remove them from the Land Down Under. Facing that prospect, Depp promptly had his dogs flown back home, probably in a much more luxurious way than any of us would ever travel from Australia to the U.S.

Well, 11 months later, Depp and his extremely hot wife, Amber Heard, issued an apology. And it’s just awkward.

Upon watching it, two thoughts came to my mind. First, this initially struck me as a possible case of Stockholm Syndrome. Somehow they were brainwashed by Australian officials and were led to believe that biosecurity was truly the most important thing in the world. The emotionless way they delivered this message was just eerie. I’m half expecting a sequel tomorrow where the couple will convince me to join the Church of Scientology.

But then it dawned on me that they were clearly ordered by Australia to do this to avoid being charged for criminal activity. And as a result, you have the most insincere apology in the history of the world.

This apology means even less than the instinctive “sorry” we mumble after we bump shoulders with someone on a crowded sidewalk.

Nonetheless, as Justin Bieber has taught us, it’s never to late to say you’re sorry.

And let’s wrap up today with another news update that will allow us to carry women around in our pocket.

Remember the movement last year to put a woman on the $20? Well — it’s finally Harriet Tubmanhappening! We did it! Change happened!

Seriously, when we’re on the cusp of electing our country’s first female president, this feels like the smallest victory in the history of activism.

But at least they made a solid choice in Harriet Tubman, a former slave and abolitionist, who was also a Union spy during the Civil War.

What I found most amusing was the incredible backlash the U.S. Treasury received when they first announced that a woman will be put on the $10 rather than the $20, replacing Alexander Hamilton, who was not only the first Secretary of Treasury, but who has become an increasingly popular figure more than 200 years after his death thanks to the outrageous success of a Broadway show that bears his name.

The Treasury made the right choice in the end, though, sacking Andrew Jackson from the $20, who was not only a slave owner, but was not too kind to Native Americans, either.

And in an age where paper money is being phased out by credit cards, that Harriet Tubman-labeled bill will mostly surface during the most common cash-only transactions, like ransoms, drug deals and to be slipped into the g-string of a pole-dancing stripper.

In other words, it will get plenty of use.



…Blackbird singing in the dead of night…

I spent the last few days attending my third Firefly Music Festival in Delaware, which was highlighted by a two-and-a-half hour set by the world’s most recognizable living Beatle, Sir Paul McCartney himself, who delivered a performance I’ll remember my entire life.

But we’ll get to that in a minute. Other things appeared to have happened in the world in my five day hiatus; some amusing, some mildly interesting, and some tragic.

Of course we have to start with the Charleston church shooting last Wednesday, in the Emanuel African Methodist Episcopal Church, in which nine people died at the hands of a racist, white supremacist. It’s one of the United States’ oldest black churches and is steeped in the history of the civil rights movements. And last week, it was targeted in an act of national terrorism.

It’s sad that whenever we discuss national incidents involving race, we can never say that it’s the “culmination.” Because Charleston churchanother terrible thing always seems to happen shortly after. It’s hard to believe that something worse than this can happen anytime soon, but how can you blame any one right now for being extra cynical and expecting the worst?

John Stewart, who usually reacts to the news of the day by making jokes, had none to make the following day. Instead he delivered an impassioned speech about how America’s threat is not from ISIS, or Al Qaeda, but from ourselves. Definitely watch it.

The shooting sparked the natural debates, on the likes of gun control and race relations in America, but is also ignited one less expected conversation, regarding the Confederate flag.

Much was made about how South Carolina ordered all American flags to be half-staffed, but not the Confederate flag that lies in front of its capitol building. Never mind the fact that the flag can’t be ordered by the governor to be lowered, the conversation instead steered around whether southern states like South Carolina should even be displaying the flag at all, considering its historic ties to slavery.

The question was especially a slippery slope for Republican presidential candidates, until Lindsey Graham, a senator from South Carolina, called for the flag to be removed from the state capitol on Thursday,

As usual, the political satirists said it best. This time it was John Oliver on Sunday night.

But let’s move on to women on money.

I blogged months ago about the online campaign, WomenOn20s, which was aiming to replace Andrew Jackson on the $20 bill with a woman.

The U.S. Treasury listened — sort of — by announcing last week that a woman will indeed be placed on currency by the year 2020, but on the $10 bill. 10-dollar-bill

So instead of replacing the unpopular Andrew Jackson, who no one would have minded being eradicated from the $20, we will replace Alexander Hamilton, who was actually our nation’s first Secretary of Treasury.

This is literally the worst of all worlds. People who were angry about this for whatever reason are mad that it’s happening to begin with. Those who were indifferent are irate that we’re losing good ole Alex Hams (that’s what people used to call him, just trust me). And women, meanwhile, have to feel a little disrespected that they were given the most unpopular bill.

No one has ever received a $10 bill on purpose. I think I own more $2 bills than tens. And they don’t even come out of ATMs.

But it’s progress … I guess?

And speaking of women making headlines … Taylor Swift did something. After sending a letter to Apple voicing her unhappiness with the company’s decision to not compensate artists during its “free stream” period it provides to new customers, the company changed course almost immediately after, deciding it will indeed pay up.

In her letter, Taylor said these are not the complaints of a “spoiled, petulant child,” but rather, of all the independent artists who rely on that compensation and are too afraid to risk everything by speaking up against a company like Apple.

If this isn’t further proof that that she should be the one to be put on American money, then I don’t know what is. She’s a multi-platinum selling artist, an award winning lyricist, a role model to all, and now a revolutionary for the music industry.

And she’s dating some douchebag EDM guy.

C’mon Taylor. Just think of bloggers as more literal, less noisy, more introverted DJs. We’re really not that bad of people.

But anyway, let’s get to what you call came here for. Sir Paul.

White it was never really a life goal of mine to see him, I was definitely excited at the prospect of it once Firefly announced he would be headlining one of the nights. That being said, for a festival that comprised mostly contemporary artists for an audience of mostly 20-something year-olds, I wasn’t sure how it would translate.

My friends and I got a decent view of the stage, and … Sir Paul blew away even my most optimistic expectations. Not only did he mix in plenty of classics from both the Beatles and Wings, but he was the most energetic performer I saw all weekend. And he’s 73.

My picture I snapped of Sir Paul at Firefly

My picture I snapped of Sir Paul at Firefly

It was pretty evident he got a rush of excitement to play in front of an audience of people who have never seen him before — an entire new generation of fans.

If anything, the evening proved to me that Sir Paul — and the Beatles — are timeless.

I also couldn’t help but think of my dad, a huge Beatles fan who first saw them at arguably their most famous concert of all time, at Shea Stadium in August of 1965. Who would have ever thought, that almost exactly 50 years later, I would see one of the lead singers of the same band, live in concert, singing the same songs?

It’s one of those rare times that you really appreciate it when life comes full circle.

And it’s the words penned by Sir Paul all of those years ago, like “Let it Be,’ “I Wanna Hold Your Hand,” or “Blackbird singing in the dead of night … take these broken wings and learn to fly…” that make you wonder why the events in South Carolina still continue to happen.