One step forward for Mother Earth, one step back for Camille Paglia
In Thailand, women are fighting environmental ills the best way they know how (or were told) in a Miss Earth pageant.
...and the struggle continues.
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
What a day for women's news
In a week full of "nappy-headed hos", women around the world have their own shit to deal with. In India, women civil servants are being forced to report the last menstrual cycle and last time they applied for maternity leave. The forms issued from the government's HR dept. is apparently designed to evaluate one's fitness levels and how it affects their job performance. Whatever. The Moxster needs NO forms for people to know when she is on her period. You remember that day I bitch slapped you for taking the last paper clip from the supply area? Mark that day down your calendar and count 28 days forward and you can join the period watch. No forms needed just add it to your Outlook.
One step forward for Mother Earth, one step back for Camille Paglia
In Thailand, women are fighting environmental ills the best way they know how (or were told) in a Miss Earth pageant.
One step forward for Mother Earth, one step back for Camille Paglia
In Thailand, women are fighting environmental ills the best way they know how (or were told) in a Miss Earth pageant.
No comparison, but I'm making one
Beyonce and Shakira's attempt at a duet about a cheating man just doesn't compete with Brandy and Monica's double take on the same topic. Not even the videos can compare.
The answer is buried in the snow
Even snow makes a good case for regionalism in this town. Once again Sam comes through with great insight.
www.icouldhavetoldyouthat.com #3
Bottled water may taste good, but that shit ain't no different than what comes out of the faucet.
Al, Jesse, are you listening?
I partly alluded to this notion on Monday. This is one big "OK, gurl! I know dat is right. Preach on, sister and go tell it on the mountains!"
Even WHITE PEOPLE get how stupid this is. White people in Ohio no less....
Even WHITE PEOPLE get how stupid this is. White people in Ohio no less....
Monday, April 9, 2007
It's a Monday and my hate is on a roll...
MySpace’s viral magic is truly becoming a virus. On and off, I have been trying to explore what it is I hate about this online social community and like the wafting smell of two day-old armpits, it continues to taunt me and make me nauseous. It's not like I'm jealous and that I can't join - anyone can. I already belong to an elitist social organization, it's called a "sorority". There are so many online "communities", there's Facebook and Friendster; so why MySpace? Is it because of its ubiquitous presence in our culture today? Yes. The same reason Wal-Mart is the devil and Target is our saving grace. The reality is Target is just as evil. So today MySpace gets its own hate-post from me.
I may be alone in my stance, but maybe I’m not. Ironically enough, I could start an online community for people who don’t use MySpace. I won’t. The people who do declare their dislike of the site seem to be tech snobs and find the whored out pages of the members to be in poor techie taste. Not my territory, but many of the pages are pretty harsh on the eyes and my computer’s memory capacity.
Let me try to wrap my head and arms around this so that I can articulate my peeve as clearly as possible.
*moment*
Age anti-discrimination….Granny is part of your Extended Network
OK. So in theory a social networking site is a great idea! It allows us to connect with friends and family we don’t see often. We can meet people who share interests. Find people half way across the globe. Promote new works, artists, politics, beliefs etc. Great, awesome….
And I truly believe that is what its creator(s) had in mind when it launched. But it has morphed into a community of pathetic souls, pedophiles, frenemies, loners, stalkers, and celebrities desperate to reach the 18-35 age bracket (or younger or older, I can’t tell anymore). It has become a free dating site for divorcees masquerading as just wanting to “network” or “meet friends”.
Honestly, if it were just 13 and 15 year olds spending all their time online, I wouldn’t care. I would dismiss it as teenage obsession. But nooooo…..the number of people pushing thirty and who fell off the cliff eons ago have pages, too. And that is when it gets a little sad.
I am someone. I count.
I have an account. I set it up only enough to check friends' pics or blogs (see I’m a good friend). I admit that I have found myself getting lost in the viral mazes of the “extended network”. Look at me I have friends! It is sad the ego boost people receive based on the number of “friends” they have. To me, the more friends you have, the more time you waste at your computer.
Then there is the Top 8. Oh my. You are no longer my BFF; you’re in my Top 8. Congratulations, all your comments to my page will be automatically accepted and they won’t have to wait for my approval (Having comment approval makes one a demi-god). Not to mention the magic one must feel when Hillary Clinton accepts your friend invite. To be so close to someone so great….
Things you could be doing with your time
- Staging a sit in
- Hosting an exchange student (who would probably spend most of their time on MySpace in your home office)
- Feeding the hungry
- Clothing the poor
- Going to church
- Masturbating
- Saving wounded pigeons
- Planting a tree
- Connecting with real people in a live setting such as a doctor’s office, brothel, or coffee shop
- Doing Yoga Booty Ballet
- Going to an indie record shop and discovering artists there
- Riding a bike
- Tipping cows
You get the picture. I can only imagine how many calories I am not burning typing this post. Or grants that aren’t being written (don’t worry, it’s under control).
Why this is worse than the apocalypse
I know I'm overreacting, but MySpace creates a false sense of self(hood). It tricks people into thinking their lives mean something and that they can be experienced through a monitor and keyboard. It feeds into our society’s growing egocentric, anything goes, anyone can be a celebrity pandemonium. Generation X, Y and Millennials are notorious being self-centered assholes and now our addiction to ourselves in but a mouse click away.
While it connects people, I really think that it is damaging how we see, experience, and connect with each other. It celebrates selfishness by equating worth with the amount of exposure you have. It tricks thirty-somethings into thinking it is normal and acceptable to maintain relationships in this arena. People that age should have their own stationery and drop a hand-written note to distant friends and relatives. We’re fostering the great cosmopolitan divide by continuing to support MySpace.
Don’t get me wrong...
I love what technology has done for our lives. I love how many ways we have to connect with each other. I appreciate the need to reach out farther than around the corner. I get it, people. I get it.
I just wish to caution MySpace users from letting real human contact atrophy. They need to be careful not to let open and honest communication turn into passive aggressive exchanges like deleting someone from their Top 8 when they piss you off, leaving evil chain letters in someone's comment section, or changing your relationship status when your boyfriend gets on your bad side.
That being said...
I hate to brag, but Tom is in my Top 8. He CREATED MySpace. He friended me the minute I signed up. How many people can say that? Hmph.
I may be alone in my stance, but maybe I’m not. Ironically enough, I could start an online community for people who don’t use MySpace. I won’t. The people who do declare their dislike of the site seem to be tech snobs and find the whored out pages of the members to be in poor techie taste. Not my territory, but many of the pages are pretty harsh on the eyes and my computer’s memory capacity.
Let me try to wrap my head and arms around this so that I can articulate my peeve as clearly as possible.
*moment*
Age anti-discrimination….Granny is part of your Extended Network
OK. So in theory a social networking site is a great idea! It allows us to connect with friends and family we don’t see often. We can meet people who share interests. Find people half way across the globe. Promote new works, artists, politics, beliefs etc. Great, awesome….
And I truly believe that is what its creator(s) had in mind when it launched. But it has morphed into a community of pathetic souls, pedophiles, frenemies, loners, stalkers, and celebrities desperate to reach the 18-35 age bracket (or younger or older, I can’t tell anymore). It has become a free dating site for divorcees masquerading as just wanting to “network” or “meet friends”.
Honestly, if it were just 13 and 15 year olds spending all their time online, I wouldn’t care. I would dismiss it as teenage obsession. But nooooo…..the number of people pushing thirty and who fell off the cliff eons ago have pages, too. And that is when it gets a little sad.
I am someone. I count.
I have an account. I set it up only enough to check friends' pics or blogs (see I’m a good friend). I admit that I have found myself getting lost in the viral mazes of the “extended network”. Look at me I have friends! It is sad the ego boost people receive based on the number of “friends” they have. To me, the more friends you have, the more time you waste at your computer.
Then there is the Top 8. Oh my. You are no longer my BFF; you’re in my Top 8. Congratulations, all your comments to my page will be automatically accepted and they won’t have to wait for my approval (Having comment approval makes one a demi-god). Not to mention the magic one must feel when Hillary Clinton accepts your friend invite. To be so close to someone so great….
Things you could be doing with your time
- Staging a sit in
- Hosting an exchange student (who would probably spend most of their time on MySpace in your home office)
- Feeding the hungry
- Clothing the poor
- Going to church
- Masturbating
- Saving wounded pigeons
- Planting a tree
- Connecting with real people in a live setting such as a doctor’s office, brothel, or coffee shop
- Doing Yoga Booty Ballet
- Going to an indie record shop and discovering artists there
- Riding a bike
- Tipping cows
You get the picture. I can only imagine how many calories I am not burning typing this post. Or grants that aren’t being written (don’t worry, it’s under control).
Why this is worse than the apocalypse
I know I'm overreacting, but MySpace creates a false sense of self(hood). It tricks people into thinking their lives mean something and that they can be experienced through a monitor and keyboard. It feeds into our society’s growing egocentric, anything goes, anyone can be a celebrity pandemonium. Generation X, Y and Millennials are notorious being self-centered assholes and now our addiction to ourselves in but a mouse click away.
While it connects people, I really think that it is damaging how we see, experience, and connect with each other. It celebrates selfishness by equating worth with the amount of exposure you have. It tricks thirty-somethings into thinking it is normal and acceptable to maintain relationships in this arena. People that age should have their own stationery and drop a hand-written note to distant friends and relatives. We’re fostering the great cosmopolitan divide by continuing to support MySpace.
Don’t get me wrong...
I love what technology has done for our lives. I love how many ways we have to connect with each other. I appreciate the need to reach out farther than around the corner. I get it, people. I get it.
I just wish to caution MySpace users from letting real human contact atrophy. They need to be careful not to let open and honest communication turn into passive aggressive exchanges like deleting someone from their Top 8 when they piss you off, leaving evil chain letters in someone's comment section, or changing your relationship status when your boyfriend gets on your bad side.
That being said...
I hate to brag, but Tom is in my Top 8. He CREATED MySpace. He friended me the minute I signed up. How many people can say that? Hmph.
Fire him? Someone should fire you
So Don Imus said a "bad thing". I'm not mad at him. At this point in my life I am comfortably numb to the stupid things white people say. I may have even empathized with Michael Richards when he went on a tirade during a comedy routine.
What makes me upset is the response to these incidents. People like Al Sharpton and Jesse Jackson only work to further prove my belief that no real Black leaders exist anymore. I mean someone has to point out that comments like this aren't acceptable. But leave it to these two clowns to call a press conference and demand apologies from people who are inconsequential to the success or failure of the Black race. I see their very public responses as nothing more than smoke and mirrors to hide the fact that they are useless. Their hey days are over and they thrive on beating dead horses. Let's add to my frustration whomever showed up for their scheduled protests. Protest the war, global warming, Darfur and Sudan genocides, don't waste your time protesting a marginal figure in the media.
And it's not just Al and Jesse. Even when Ann Coulter questioned the heterosexuality of John Edwards, LGBT groups were calling for her to be fired. She wasn't fired, but she was dropped by a number of affiliates. However all that "advocacy" did nothing to stop one more gay man from being fired, or some lesbian couple from adopting.
I know, I know, it is part of the Equality Agenda, and if we can confront and combat "-ist" attitudes in the media, we're winning half the battle. I guess.
Believe it or not, people have the right to say whatever they want even if we don't agree. Leave it to constitutional lawyers and the Supreme Court to tell me if I'm right...or wrong.
It seems to me that "advocates" appear when the targets are easy. Al and Jesse and HRC, where were you when Lebron made seemingly anti-gay comments about gays in the NBA? While we're wasting time and money, let's attack him...oh wait, he's done so much for the Black race. Or how about the countless sexist and violent rap videos, or the fatherless Black children, and the AIDS and the class divide? These are real things that are real threats the Black community. One more white man with one more stupid thing to say can't make my life any harder than it already is. Institutional barriers, politics, and the economy can.
I think that people like Sharpton and Jackson need people like Coulter and Imus...it makes them look good. Gives them an opportunity to appear as if they're really doing something. And that is what is truly sad. I expect ignorance and I get it. I expect leadership and I'm let down every time.
What makes me upset is the response to these incidents. People like Al Sharpton and Jesse Jackson only work to further prove my belief that no real Black leaders exist anymore. I mean someone has to point out that comments like this aren't acceptable. But leave it to these two clowns to call a press conference and demand apologies from people who are inconsequential to the success or failure of the Black race. I see their very public responses as nothing more than smoke and mirrors to hide the fact that they are useless. Their hey days are over and they thrive on beating dead horses. Let's add to my frustration whomever showed up for their scheduled protests. Protest the war, global warming, Darfur and Sudan genocides, don't waste your time protesting a marginal figure in the media.
And it's not just Al and Jesse. Even when Ann Coulter questioned the heterosexuality of John Edwards, LGBT groups were calling for her to be fired. She wasn't fired, but she was dropped by a number of affiliates. However all that "advocacy" did nothing to stop one more gay man from being fired, or some lesbian couple from adopting.
I know, I know, it is part of the Equality Agenda, and if we can confront and combat "-ist" attitudes in the media, we're winning half the battle. I guess.
Believe it or not, people have the right to say whatever they want even if we don't agree. Leave it to constitutional lawyers and the Supreme Court to tell me if I'm right...or wrong.
It seems to me that "advocates" appear when the targets are easy. Al and Jesse and HRC, where were you when Lebron made seemingly anti-gay comments about gays in the NBA? While we're wasting time and money, let's attack him...oh wait, he's done so much for the Black race. Or how about the countless sexist and violent rap videos, or the fatherless Black children, and the AIDS and the class divide? These are real things that are real threats the Black community. One more white man with one more stupid thing to say can't make my life any harder than it already is. Institutional barriers, politics, and the economy can.
I think that people like Sharpton and Jackson need people like Coulter and Imus...it makes them look good. Gives them an opportunity to appear as if they're really doing something. And that is what is truly sad. I expect ignorance and I get it. I expect leadership and I'm let down every time.
LonelyGirl better watch her back
From Slate.com:
"The WP fronts news that YouTube has become a popular tool for Mexican drug cartels. They use the service to recruit, glorify the lifestyle, and post threats—often videos of revenge killings (esp. beheadings) set to original music composed by hired balladeers. One such ballad, "To My Enemies," became a posthumous chart-topper in the United States after it sparked a gang war and landed its author in the morgue."
"The WP fronts news that YouTube has become a popular tool for Mexican drug cartels. They use the service to recruit, glorify the lifestyle, and post threats—often videos of revenge killings (esp. beheadings) set to original music composed by hired balladeers. One such ballad, "To My Enemies," became a posthumous chart-topper in the United States after it sparked a gang war and landed its author in the morgue."
Monday, April 2, 2007
My New New Crush
Moxie Lady can have more than one crush and this week his name is Bernard G. Watkins, Jr. I love a man who shares similar interests with me.
Mom-I-love-him-and-there-is-nothing-you-can-do-to-stop-us-from-being-together!
Mom-I-love-him-and-there-is-nothing-you-can-do-to-stop-us-from-being-together!
Stuck in my head
Heard this song several times over the weekend and now it is stuck in my head. I like this song the most out of all her singles. I also L-O-V-E those big ass earrings!
However, Fergie, please know that while you are singing to pimped out tracks by Black producers and sweatin it out in hyped up dance routines choreographed by...Black men, we haven't forgotten Wild Orchid, and we never, ever, will. Ever.
P.S. You did beat out Gwen's look at the fabulous life.
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