Sunday, November 9, 2008

Why Gay Marriage is Wrong.

This is from my friend Brady, who takes it (my abuse) like a champ. I'm torn between liking three or four best.


10 Reasons Why Gay Marriage is Wrong!

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1) Being gay is not natural.And real Americans always reject unnatural things like eyeglasses, polyester, and air conditioning, tattoos, piercings and silicon breasts...

2) Gay marriage will encourage people to be gay.In the same way that hanging around tall people will make you tall.

3) Legalizing gay marriage will open the door to all kinds of crazy behavior.People may even wish to marry their pets because a dog has legal standing and can sign a marriage contract. Lamps are next.

4) Straight marriage has been around a long time and hasn't changed at all.Hence why women are still property, blacks still can't marry whites, and divorce is still illegal.

5) Straight marriage will be less meaningful if gay marriage were allowed.And we can't let the sanctity of Britney Spears' 55-hour just-for-fun marriage be destroyed.

6) Straight marriages are valid because they produce children.So therefore, gay couples, infertile couples, and old people shouldn't be allowed to marry because our population isn't out of control, our orphanages aren't full yet, and the world needs more children.

7) Obviously gay parents will raise gay children.Since, of course, straight parents only raise straight children.

8) Gay marriage is not supported by religion.In a theocracy like ours, the values of one religion are imposed on the entire country. That's why we have only one religion in America.

9) Children can never succeed without a male and a female role model at home.Which is exactly why we as a society expressly forbid single parents to raise children.

10) Gay marriage will change the foundation of society; we could never adapt to new social norms.Just like we haven't adapted to cars, the service-sector economy, or longer life spans.

Saturday, November 8, 2008

March Now!

Please come out, come out, wherever you are:


Tonight!


6pm!


Sunset Junction of Silverlake

Where Sunset Blvd. meets

Santa Monica Blvd.


Come out to rally for the repeal of Prop. 8,

it's Unfair and Wrong.

Arrange furniture, not people's marriages.

We are not second class citizens.


Equal rights, please.

Friday, November 7, 2008

melissa etheridge and her Prop 8 opinion.

I love me some ME.

www.thedailybeast.com/blogs-and-stories/2008-11-06/you-can-forget-my-taxes/

Thursday, October 30, 2008

No on 8 PSA: CONSTITUTION

This is the largest grassroots political movement in California's history. Get off my civil rights and put ignorance back where it belongs, in the church.

Monday, October 27, 2008

Third Grade Gay

Give us a cause to celebrate. Let's do this.

Wednesday, October 1, 2008

Rabbit, rabbit.

Yeah baby. Rabbit Rabbit.

Well it didn't make the grade this month (I'm writing this postumously for the sebbeth) We had a fantastic idea to help some people out and it fell apart. The Duke's "For A Cure" Breast Cancer Benefit was cancelled due to many reasons I don't feel like getting into again. It's over. It's done and we plan to do the benefit next year with a more solid plan and effort from all parties. The lessons learned in this debacle will provide more insight to '09. Why should Sara Palin be the only one making lofty long range plans. Thanks for all the nice words and works; ya made me feel great.

In lieu of a sebbeth post I'll leave you with a grand bit of words celebrating the Spirit we all strive to extol. I dedicate this post to my mother, Pauline Spatafora. She's the woman that I learned to get back up on my feet each time I get knocked down. She's the ideal I consider when I do something, it's with an effort the strength of huricane. She put amazing good stuff in me. She's a Phenomenal Woman. Phenomally.


Phenomenal Woman

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I'm telling lies.
I say,It's in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.I say,
It's the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can't touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can't see.
I say,
It's in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
Now you understand
Just why my head's not bowed.
I don't shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say,It's in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,the palm of my hand,
The need of my care,
'Cause I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.


Maya Angelou

Wednesday, September 17, 2008

Sebbeth.

Wednesdays child is a quiet child. I'm finding the economy is a bummer. I've done my level best this year to restart the global economy with the 12 Days, but I'm not getting the dollar to go as far as I need it to. This is trying.





We are quiet this month as the sebbeth lets us reflect on the year. I'm pretty jazzed to where we've been and where we're going. Amazing events appear to happen all over the calendar not solo 17Th. Fall is here, Mexico is near, Halloween nearer, and the big event comes soon after both.




Last week LynZ, June and I made the trip to Ahmanson to see and a fun little number entitled '9 to 5; the musical. Yep, you've guessed it, the American cinema was mined again to try and find blond luck for the American theater. The best part that this had for it was that the music and lyrics were by Miss Dolly Parton herself. The familiar theme song has a co-starring role in the production that features my favorite Alison Janney cast as Violet Newstead; the role Lilly Tomlin brought to life. The music is cute and really enthusiastically put out there for all to love. All three leads kicked the hell out of their songs, if only the story had a little more zip to sell it. Dolly has put a great little number in for the Dora-Lee Rhodes character. The sexpot brings "Backwoods Barbie" to the laps of the audience and leaves the joint a-smilin'.




When we saw the show it had just opened and was still experiencing some growing pains. In the second act the recently freed boss, Franklin Hart, begins to extract vengeance on the three ladies who have held him captive all this time. As he unleashes his demands he grabs for the phone on his desk, who's cord has not been reconnected since Dora Lee ripped it out in the first act. Oooooopps. The cord sails around loose, even as the phone miraculously rings. We bust a gut laughing at what only live theater can bring to a night. The actors all tried numerous covers for the gaff and settled on not being able to fix it. This was fine by us in the house. Everyone was smiling. On a preview night earlier in the week the show was plagued with some technical difficulties causing the show to stop. Miss Parton watching the show stands and starts chatting the crowd up. She ends up buying the crew time by leading the audience in an Capella version of the theme song. Everybody ate it up, even Miss Parton. "C'mon, y'all know the words by now, don't ya?" To keep it going, she then sang "I'll Always Love You" with an intro letting the audience know that Whitney may have sung it prettier, Dolly made more money on it. Now that's pretty funny.




The show is off for New York where it will probably die a quick death. I'm glad I got to see it because it is one of my favorite movies. I was glad to see that so many of the great scenes in the film were translated in word and sentiment to the stage. This production did lovingly approach the movie in this, so I was thankful. It was a fun night.