Sunday, November 23, 2008

Next stop: Nutsville



Dear Ms. "Fierce",

Last I checked, claiming you have an alter ego is more like defining yourself as a schizo than "redefining your music". And my dear musicians, please stop already with the alter egos? Damita Jo? Mimi? Chris Gaines? (Garth Brooks for you Country-music virgins). Take note Ms. Fierce, do you sense the common thread with all these musicians? They're all arguably kinda batshit crazy.

Much love,

oogie (not a fan)


Sunday, November 16, 2008

Saturday, November 8, 2008

Divided we fall but united we shall conquer


November 5 was a bittersweet day for me. Still basking in the joy of Obama’s presidency, I became disheartened to hear the news that voters had voted to ban gay marriage in Florida, Arizona, and California. The day proceeded to go further downhill upon reading messages from friends who unleashed their anger upon black voters bashing them for their 70% Yes vote on California’s Proposition 8. For the two days since, I have heard so much anger coming from my gay friends and the gay community including commentary that “we elected a black president, but gays can’t marry”, “If only certain people valued my rights as much as I value theirs” “blacks think discrimination is reserved only for them”, etc. etc.

The 70% vote by blacks to ban gay marriage is undoubtedly appalling. As a black woman, I have a hard time fully grasping how a group that has been subjected to the most degrading forms of discrimination and oppression can in turn discriminate and act to prevent a group from receiving civil rights that are legally their due. Agreed, the historical and current suppression of blacks through slavery, through Jim Crow, through lynchings, through almost permanent glass ceilings, is on a different level from the current suppression of gay people. However, discrimination is still discrimination. Fundamental civil and human rights apply across all creeds and is not reserved for a group based on the severity of their maltreatment. That being said, to those of you now attacking the black race for the vote of a miniscule proportion in California, how is it helping you to point fingers and degrade, attack and pull down blacks because of a 70% vote from voters in a group that makes up only 12% of the population?

Please please, let us keep coming together as ONE and let us fight ignorance and fear together. Let us keep fighting for the cause; we should not divide ourselves with anger because the gay marriage cause suffered a temporary set back. And note, the Women’s Rights Movement did not succeed overnight and the Civil Rights Movement sure as hell did not succeed overnight. On November 4, we proved that you cannot put a black man in the White House without crossing and uniting all racial divides, sexual orientations, genders, class backgrounds, etc. It took all of us to come together to make this happen. Every single supporter is needed so let us keep fighting to inform the public and change its psyche. We have more work to do but we have NOT failed.

Friday, November 7, 2008

Changing the world, one hymen at a time


22 year-old "Natalie Dylan" is auctioning off her virginity because she (and her sister, who just happens to work in a brothel to pay for her education) "wanted to study the dichotomous nature between virginity and prostitution." You know, because there happens to be "so few case studies of it."

(Chuckles) B*tch please.

A significant number of people have unmemorable first time experiences, me included. My experience was so far from the romanticized ideal that if I could have been paid for it, I really think I may have jumped at the chance. So chicky, quit the faux-intellectual mumbo jumbo and admit that $3.8 million for your virginity is a pretty sweet financial deal. Contrary to what you and those others may say, your virginity auction does not make you a feminist, you're definitely not changing the world or writing the next Nobel-prize winning sociological thesis. You're simply trying to get yours. Because if this is not about the money (I just laughed!), then the "prize" should not go to the highest bidder. No?

Equally un-American

Obama's history-making win on Tuesday inspired celebrating and “lovemaking” with everyone encountered on the streets, but apparently this was not necessarily the norm for certain parts of the country?

Speaking to a friend back in Houston on Wednesday, he informs me that the day after, a coworker—a hardcore repug—told him "I'm on suicide watch. I'm still in shock." This obviously put a damper on my euphoric mood. Barely four months back in the Northeast and I already forgot what I learned while away: Not everyone is a liberal. Some people are the opposite, with a preference for the old guard and its refusal to come into the 20th century, much less the 21st. Usually they're a tad close-minded. And they love guns. And Sarah Palin.

I was ready to write off the entire state of Texas based on this repug's comment when I realized something: Their party just lost the presidential election by an electoral landslide. Plus, as I recall of the presidential election robberies of 2000 and 2004, didn't I and many others threaten to leave the country? The point here is, when your candidate doesn't win, especially when you believed they would, you are convinced the future is doomed, and you make threats, which goes to show that Republicans are as capable of being un-American as liberals (my logic: Threatening to commit suicide means you're un-Human. Americans are human. You are an American. Ergo you are un-American). See how Obama is already promoting unity?

So my fellow rational thinking Americans, for the next eight years, let's try not to rub it in too hard. Let's be classy, in a way the repugs were not in the past eight years, when they called our bitterness un-American, socialistic, and claimed it as proof we worshiped Satan. In the privacy of our homes, we can laugh and chuckle, and be as smug as we wish. And if we break out into grins in the middle of the street, or burst into laughter as we pinch ourselves to remind us that this is really our reality, cover with a coughing fit and keep walking.

Then I could be wrong and maybe the repug really was a racist bastard who couldn't stomach the thought of a non-white president.

Wednesday, November 5, 2008

Our inspiration for years to come

With tear-filled eyes, a heart overwhelmed with emotion, I heard our President-elect ask his constituents on Tuesday night, “If our children should live to see the next century; if my daughters should be so lucky to live as long as Ann Nixon Cooper, what change will they see? What progress will we have made?” President Obama, I do not have to mull over my answer in search for the perfect words. Because as you stood in front of me to ask that question, you became my answer. And surely as Elizabeth Cady Stanton, Nelson Mandela, Susan B. Anthony, Harriett Tubman, Gloria Steinem, Martin Luther King, Jr., Frederick Douglass, to name so few, were (and are) the answer for the generations before me, my generation and the generations to come, what YOU represent shall be the answer for the future generations.

And Yes We Can.

And he said:



Tonight, America, we took back our country.

If there is anyone out there who still doubts that America is a place where all things are possible; who still wonders if the dream of our founders is alive in our time; who still questions the power of our democracy, tonight is your answer.

It's the answer told by lines that stretched around schools and churches in numbers this nation has never seen; by people who waited three hours and four hours, many for the very first time in their lives, because they believed that this time must be different; that their voice could be that difference.

It's the answer spoken by young and old, rich and poor, Democrat and Republican, black, white, Latino, Asian, Native American, gay, straight, disabled and not disabled - Americans who sent a message to the world that we have never been a collection of Red States and Blue States: we are, and always will be, the United States of America.

It's the answer that led those who have been told for so long by so many to be cynical, and fearful, and doubtful of what we can achieve to put their hands on the arc of history and bend it once more toward the hope of a better day.

It's been a long time coming, but tonight, because of what we did on this day, in this election, at this defining moment, change has come to America.

I just received a very gracious call from Senator McCain. He fought long and hard in this campaign, and he's fought even longer and harder for the country he loves. He has endured sacrifices for America that most of us cannot begin to imagine, and we are better off for the service rendered by this brave and selfless leader. I congratulate him and Governor Palin for all they have achieved, and I look forward to working with them to renew this nation's promise in the months ahead.

I want to thank my partner in this journey, a man who campaigned from his heart and spoke for the men and women he grew up with on the streets of Scranton and rode with on that train home to Delaware, the Vice President-elect of the United States, Joe Biden.

I would not be standing here tonight without the unyielding support of my best friend for the last sixteen years, the rock of our family and the love of my life, our nation's next First Lady, Michelle Obama. Sasha and Malia, I love you both so much, and you have earned the new puppy that's coming with us to the White House. And while she's no longer with us, I know my grandmother is watching, along with the family that made me who I am. I miss them tonight, and know that my debt to them is beyond measure.

To my campaign manager David Plouffe, my chief strategist David Axelrod, and the best campaign team ever assembled in the history of politics - you made this happen, and I am forever grateful for what you've sacrificed to get it done.

But above all, I will never forget who this victory truly belongs to - it belongs to you.

I was never the likeliest candidate for this office. We didn't start with much money or many endorsements. Our campaign was not hatched in the halls of Washington - it began in the backyards of Des Moines and the living rooms of Concord and the front porches of Charleston.

It was built by working men and women who dug into what little savings they had to give five dollars and ten dollars and twenty dollars to this cause. It grew strength from the young people who rejected the myth of their generation's apathy; who left their homes and their families for jobs that offered little pay and less sleep; from the not-so-young people who braved the bitter cold and scorching heat to knock on the doors of perfect strangers; from the millions of Americans who volunteered, and organized, and proved that more than two centuries later, a government of the people, by the people and for the people has not perished from this Earth. This is your victory.

I know you didn't do this just to win an election and I know you didn't do it for me. You did it because you understand the enormity of the task that lies ahead. For even as we celebrate tonight, we know the challenges that tomorrow will bring are the greatest of our lifetime - two wars, a planet in peril, the worst financial crisis in a century. Even as we stand here tonight, we know there are brave Americans waking up in the deserts of Iraq and the mountains of Afghanistan to risk their lives for us. There are mothers and fathers who will lie awake after their children fall asleep and wonder how they'll make the mortgage, or pay their doctor's bills, or save enough for college. There is new energy to harness and new jobs to be created; new schools to build and threats to meet and alliances to repair.

The road ahead will be long. Our climb will be steep. We may not get there in one year or even one term, but America - I have never been more hopeful than I am tonight that we will get there. I promise you - we as a people will get there.

There will be setbacks and false starts. There are many who won't agree with every decision or policy I make as President, and we know that government can't solve every problem. But I will always be honest with you about the challenges we face. I will listen to you, especially when we disagree. And above all, I will ask you join in the work of remaking this nation the only way it's been done in America for two-hundred and twenty-one years - block by block, brick by brick, calloused hand by calloused hand.

What began twenty-one months ago in the depths of winter must not end on this autumn night. This victory alone is not the change we seek - it is only the chance for us to make that change. And that cannot happen if we go back to the way things were. It cannot happen without you.

So let us summon a new spirit of patriotism; of service and responsibility where each of us resolves to pitch in and work harder and look after not only ourselves, but each other. Let us remember that if this financial crisis taught us anything, it's that we cannot have a thriving Wall Street while Main Street suffers - in this country, we rise or fall as one nation; as one people.

Let us resist the temptation to fall back on the same partisanship and pettiness and immaturity that has poisoned our politics for so long. Let us remember that it was a man from this state who first carried the banner of the Republican Party to the White House - a party founded on the values of self-reliance, individual liberty, and national unity. Those are values we all share, and while the Democratic Party has won a great victory tonight, we do so with a measure of humility and determination to heal the divides that have held back our progress. As Lincoln said to a nation far more divided than ours, "We are not enemies, but friends...though passion may have strained it must not break our bonds of affection." And to those Americans whose support I have yet to earn - I may not have won your vote, but I hear your voices, I need your help, and I will be your President too.

And to all those watching tonight from beyond our shores, from parliaments and palaces to those who are huddled around radios in the forgotten corners of our world - our stories are singular, but our destiny is shared, and a new dawn of American leadership is at hand. To those who would tear this world down - we will defeat you. To those who seek peace and security - we support you. And to all those who have wondered if America's beacon still burns as bright - tonight we proved once more that the true strength of our nation comes not from our the might of our arms or the scale of our wealth, but from the enduring power of our ideals: democracy, liberty, opportunity, and unyielding hope.

For that is the true genius of America - that America can change. Our union can be perfected. And what we have already achieved gives us hope for what we can and must achieve tomorrow.

This election had many firsts and many stories that will be told for generations. But one that's on my mind tonight is about a woman who cast her ballot in Atlanta. She's a lot like the millions of others who stood in line to make their voice heard in this election except for one thing - Ann Nixon Cooper is 106 years old.

She was born just a generation past slavery; a time when there were no cars on the road or planes in the sky; when someone like her couldn't vote for two reasons - because she was a woman and because of the color of her skin.

And tonight, I think about all that she's seen throughout her century in America - the heartache and the hope; the struggle and the progress; the times we were told that we can't, and the people who pressed on with that American creed: Yes we can.

At a time when women's voices were silenced and their hopes dismissed, she lived to see them stand up and speak out and reach for the ballot. Yes we can.

When there was despair in the dust bowl and depression across the land, she saw a nation conquer fear itself with a New Deal, new jobs and a new sense of common purpose. Yes we can.

When the bombs fell on our harbor and tyranny threatened the world, she was there to witness a generation rise to greatness and a democracy was saved. Yes we can.

She was there for the buses in Montgomery, the hoses in Birmingham, a bridge in Selma, and a preacher from Atlanta who told a people that "We Shall Overcome." Yes we can.

A man touched down on the moon, a wall came down in Berlin, a world was connected by our own science and imagination. And this year, in this election, she touched her finger to a screen, and cast her vote, because after 106 years in America, through the best of times and the darkest of hours, she knows how America can change. Yes we can.

America, we have come so far. We have seen so much. But there is so much more to do. So tonight, let us ask ourselves - if our children should live to see the next century; if my daughters should be so lucky to live as long as Ann Nixon Cooper, what change will they see? What progress will we have made?

This is our chance to answer that call. This is our moment. This is our time - to put our people back to work and open doors of opportunity for our kids; to restore prosperity and promote the cause of peace; to reclaim the American Dream and reaffirm that fundamental truth - that out of many, we are one; that while we breathe, we hope, and where we are met with cynicism, and doubt, and those who tell us that we can't, we will respond with that timeless creed that sums up the spirit of a people:

Yes We Can. Thank you, God bless you, and may God Bless the United States of America

Sunday, November 2, 2008

Not an ounce of snark

I recently came across the best PostSecret postcard:


And I agree. I truly cannot wait to cherish each and every single laugh line and the happy moments that put it there.

Saturday, November 1, 2008

Four more days before Obama wins and McCain becomes our president.

Oh ha ha! You thought the republicans and big business America will let Obama serve as the next commander-in-chief? You really must have slept through the last two elections, you sleeping beauty, you.

Then again, oh please, please prove me wrong America. I shall gladly eat humble crow.