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Watched a little bit of "Sons Of The Desert," probably Laurel and Hardy's funniest feature, which is always worth a glance when it turns up. Tuned in just in time for the lodge convention scene, featuring "Honolulu Baby," the most delightfully stupid musical number in the history of low-budget film. The Roach studio had a real gift for this kind of sincere dopeyness, and it fits the mood of the picture perfectly. And Mae Busch is perfect in a role I wouldn't mind playing myself.
For some reason that feature is a lot funnier to me since I became a member of a fraternal (lodge) organization. Granted, the Sons are a take off on the Shriners, and these days members of Shriners International (they're no longer the Ancient Arabic Order Nobles of the Mystic Shrine) are more likely to take their grey wives along to an Imperial Session: they're a lot older now, so the antics are more subdued. (Heck, their "marching bands" now ride, seated, on floats. They're usually in bed by ten PM.)
But getting clearance from wives to attend the annual Grand Lodge Communication is still a dynamic that unfolds in many of my lodge brothers' homes.