Look, There's Your Idol

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The eldest stops by Friday morning and sees the Calendar section of the L.A. Times on the counter.  On the front page, a photo of the one, the only, the magificent Carole King, featured in "Troubadours:  The Rise of the Singer-Songwriter," a new documentary that just premiered at the Sundance Film Festival.  "Look, there's your idol," my son says, "Barbra Streisand."  The SJG begins to shake uncontrollably. "Are you kidding me?  Have I taught you nothing?  That's not Barbra Streisand.  That's Carole King.  'You've Got A Friend.'  'Natural Woman.'  'Up on the Roof.'"  He takes another look at the photo and shrugs.  "You need to be more informed," I tell him.  "I could care less," he says, and grabs a blueberry muffin.  First he mistakes Julie Andrews for Judi Dench.  Now this.  I can hardly wait till he mistakes me for Betty White.