Monday, January 21, 2008

Barack O'Cheesy

Just now went to the Barack Obama website to find out more. Here's what's on the front page:

'The Great Need of the Hour'

Barack spoke today at the Ebenezer Baptist Church in Atlanta, Georgia. His full remarks as prepared for delivery follow ... The Scripture tells us that when Joshua and the Israelites arrived at the gates of Jericho, they could not enter. The walls of the city were too steep for any one person to climb; too strong to be taken down with brute force. And so they sat for days, unable to pass on through. But God had a plan for his…
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Yeah, yeah. I'm sure Republican Evangelist Mike Huckabee's site might say the same thing. This is cheesy as hell.

Obama has no record. He's been a US Senator for exactly 2 years now. He's not earned his keep yet. It pisses me off that he, just because he's black, is acting like he's been a civil rights activist for years, which he hasn't been. As Hillary Clinton said in a recent debate, she's been working for "change" for 35 years, which she indeed has been.

How DARE Obama even suggest that his opponent, Clinton, is either anti-black or anti-change? Hillary's paid her dues for a long time now, since the Nixon '70s, when there was no pay-off for being true to your beliefs.

Saturday, January 19, 2008

"Wicked Game"

I was just sitting around thinking about how I'd like to have sex again, and then this song came on and confirmed that, yes, it really would be nice! ;p A sex-song of 10 years ago, but it still works today! ;p


The world was on fire
No one could save me but you.
Strange what desire will make foolish people do
I never dreamed that I'd meet somebody like you
And I never dreamed that I'd lose somebody like you

No, I don't want to fall in love
[This love is only gonna break your heart]
No, I don't want to fall in love
[This love is only gonna break your heart]
With you
With you

What a wicked game you play
To make me feel this way
What a wicked thing to do
To let me dream of you
What a wicked thing to say
You never felt this way
What a wicked thing to do
To make me dream of you
And I don't wanna fall in love
[This love is only gonna break your heart]
And I don't want to fall in love
[This love is only gonna break your heart]

World was on fire
No one could save me but you
Strange what desire will make foolish people do
I never dreamed that I'd love somebody like you
I never dreamed that I'd lose somebody like you

No I don't wanna fall in love
[This love is only gonna break your heart
No I don't wanna fall in love
[This love is only gonna break your heart]
With you
With you

Nobody loves no one

Monday, January 14, 2008

Gateway NYC

New York City, I like a lot. A whole lot. It's magical. For the first 41 years of my life I was living in places that were either "dull" or "pleasant" or (in Austin's and San Francisco's cases) "wanna-be"s that didn't come close to actually being or else lived off of past reputations---as provincial in their ways as Azle or Iowa Park, Texas.

New York is stunning in and of itself, but also a gateway and introduction to anything else in the world.

New York is preparing me mentally for the rest of the world. Being here has been a test, for sure. (Well, "officially" a test---the actual mental tests haven't been that hard! The idiotic roommates in the beginning were so blatantly ridiculous that I never even questioned myself. The job search---eh, anywhere's going to be like what I went through... What I had been worried about when going from Austin to New York was going into a "foreign land"---and, as it turned out, my thought processes were 10 steps beyond Austin and still 2 steps beyond New York... Which made/make me feel comfortable here. And ready for the next step.)

Aw, fuck!



Yeah, that's a photo with my Cowboys sweatshirt and scarf on prior to the game today between da Boys and the NY Giants...Feelin' pretty sassy! Until we friggin' LOST. :(

Though, what WAS fun about the day was when I went to my local Joisey grocery store pre-game to buy chips and dip in preparation. I put on my Cowboys sweatshirt, intentionally hoping to stir some stuff up! In the store, two sets of Giants fans went "boo" (good-naturedly) but then I also saw 3 sets of Cowboys fans wearing either hats or shirts---there was much "Hell, yeah!" and "Go, Boys!" In Jersey! How cool! :)

I came home feeling pumped up and had to tell my roommate all about it... He's a butch gay guy, but a gay guy nonetheless, didn't even know who the hell was playing today! I was all hyper and trying to tell him about how fun it was to "show your colors" and he was briefly worried: "You wore that Cowboys shirt and no-one gave you shit? There are assholes out there." I had to explain that sometimes "giving shit" could be in a fun, GOOD way! :)

Years ago, for example, when the San Antonio Spurs played the Knicks in the Finals in SA, my mom had bought tickets in SA for one game. Outside the stadium, there was a small contingent of Knicks fans hanging out hooting-and-hollering and waving signs... As the whole mass of San Antonio Spurs fans approached, of course there was a bunch of interchange---"We're going to kick your ass!" "No, we're going to kick YOUR ass!" "Oh yeah??" "Yeah!!" It was completely mock head-butting and fun...

Another fun thing here in NYC was a new guy at work wearing a Cowboys jersey three days in a row this past week. Which completely bonded us: "You like the Cowboys? Are you from Texas? Me, too!" (His uncle's from Dallas...)

Alright, boo-hoo, Dallas lost (perhaps Tony Romo should refrain from having sex for the season since his girlfriends seem to curse his performance when it counts).

Now, to next week's NFC battle: I'm now in New York so I should be for the Giants... But Green Bay has its hard-core football history and the back-from-the-grave Favre and its exciting old-school, snow-scrunched stadium still not named after a corporation...

My Superbowl choice: The scrappy Green Bay versus the Patriots machine.

Thursday, January 10, 2008

Vote!

This past Tuesday, primary night in New Hampshire, I got home from work and then parked myself in front of the television to await the election results from the Democratic primary. Barack Obama had been predicted to win by 10-12 points. And I wanted Hillary Clinton to win. I like Obama a lot---he's charismatic and well-spoken as hell. But he's only been in the Senate for two years. And he's done nothing.

I sat there for 6 hours, not daring do move until the results were in. Thank goodness Hillary won.

Maybe back when I was 18 I'd go for "Change!" as a message, but now, as an older woman, I am inclined to ask, "What, exactly, are you talking about?" It's obvious that after 8 years of George Bush's incompetency in matters of both foreign and domestic policy, change is needed. But where does Obama get off suggesting that Hillary Clinton hasn't paid her dues and worked for change?

As a side note, it's humorous to me to read of a 30-something blogger attempting to comment on the current presidential race, while saying he's never voted before in his life. Huh? You're in your 30s and have never voted before? And you think you have anything to say about US presidential politics?

My mom's childhood scrapbook for me says that when I was three (in 1968), I'd stop whenever Richard Nixon was on TV to watch him... When Nixon resigned in '74, I remember I was 9 years old and living in Georgia; I sent him a heartfelt letter saying how sorry I was.

In '76, I was still Republican, wearing a "President Ford" button to my 6th-grade class. (I remember my nice math teacher calling on me to answer a question: "Let's let the Little Republican answer this one." Got it right, Mr. Sarcastic! ;p)

In 1980, I was 15 and still Republican. For my English class, I created a whole bulletin board in honor of Ronald Reagan.

By college in 1983, I'd utterly converted. As a freshman in college, I was Vice President of "Students With Hart," the University of Texas faction for Democrat Gary Hart. I got to greet Hart at the airport and shake his hand and I drove in his motorcade---the Democratic pollster Pat Caddell was in my car. I absolutely hate to drive, yet I got to drive in a major presidential candidate's motorcade! ;p

Thinking back to who I've voted for since I was 18 and first got to vote:

1984: Mondale/Reagan --- Mondale (though I supported Hart in the primaries)
1988: Bush/Dukakis --- Dukakis
1992: Clinton/Bush/Perot --- Clinton
1996: Clinton/Dole/Perot --- Perot (Clinton had it sewn up anyway and he was going off on dumb stuff like "school uniforms.")
2000: Gore/Bush --- Gore
2004: Kerry/Bush --- Kerry

Sunday, January 06, 2008

Hillary '08



The greatest election year in modern history. I'm for Hillary Clinton. I like all of the three biggies---Clinton, Obama, Edwards---but since their positions are so relatively interchangeable, I'm going for Clinton because of her intelligence and competence and because I'd like to see a woman President.

Barack Obama---He's been a senator for only two years now and, while being an inspirational speaker for "change," has done nothing to actually promote real "change." He hasn't earned his keep yet.

John Edwards---I like his emphasis on how this country has been corrupted by big corporations. As Edwards has pointed out, nearly everything wrong with America now is a result of the big corporations' undue influence: shoddy health care, jobs going overseas, global warming, our reliance on oil (now at $100 a barrel).

In the New Hampshire debate on Saturday, Edwards strategically went off about how he and Obama were for "change," whereas Clinton wasn't... Clinton angrily responded that she'd been working for "change" for 35 years, whereas the others had just been TALKING about it. Very true. I like Obama a lot and would vote for him in the general election, but...while Obama talks a good game, he hasn't actually DONE anything at all. Hillary's been in the trenches for, as she said, 35 years, and has gotten all the knocks and bruises to show for it.