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EQUAL PAY! EQUAL PAY!!!!

Obama, choosing the Lilly Ledbetter Fair Pay Act as the first bill to sign as president, called it a “wonderful day” and declared that ending pay disparities between men and woman an issue not just for women, but for all workers.

With Ledbetter standing by his side, Obama said she lost more than $200,000 in salary, and even more in pension and Social Security benefits losses that she “still feels today.” He then signed the measure that effectively nullifies a 2007 Supreme Court decision and makes it easier for workers to sue for discrimination by allowing them more time to do so.

“Making our economy work means making sure it works for everyone,” Obama said. “That there are no second class citizens in our workplaces, and that it’s not just unfair and illegal — but bad for business — to pay someone less because of their gender, age, race, ethnicity, religion or disability.”

Obama signs equal-pay bill – Yahoo! News.

TV Commercials are Brilliant Mini Movies clearly encaspulating all our lives.

is it really fair to say these shows present awards for the best of anything when year after year an entire genre of brilliant short films that’s every bit as brilliant as the awards nominees, is never even mentioned?

Well of course not!

But don’t you worry, doll face. Just because the awards show judges don’t get these films doesn’t mean you won’t, and watching them’s as easy as flipping on your TV.

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The film begins with a straight couple standing in their kitchen, the woman up front talking to a friend on the phone. The subject? Her diet, of course. “Yesterday,” she confesses, “I had an apple turnover.” Upon hearing the phrase “apple turnover,” her sweet dolt of a husband’s ears perk up, and he begins rifling through the fridge in search of these delicious treats. But all he finds is a bunch of yogurt! She mentions more treats. He finds more yogurt. The film ends with her asking him what he’s doing and his gazing guiltily into the camera.

Bravo!

Now, I suppose there are probably some of you who would argue that this film perpetuates two unfortunate stereotypes that run rampant in these little movies – that men are just big, sweet, dumb, messy children who can’t buy their own groceries, and women are their reasonable but mean mommy-wives. And maybe some of you even find it unfortunate that this woman is just starting out her big diet even though she is in no way overweight, or maybe you’re irked by the notion that regular women spend most of their phone conversations putting their friends in the roles of priests to whom they must confess their food sins.

But you guys have got it all wrong! This movie isn’t about food and diets; it’s about a couple whose relationship is falling apart. The refrigerator is a metaphor for their marriage — a cold steel box in which the sweetness that the husband so desperately needs has been replaced with artificially sweetened bacteria, sealed in plastic. They’re just like the sad couple in that Revolutionary Road movie everyone loves so much, only we learn this couple’s whole story in 99.6 percent less time.

SA Current – SCREENS & TECH: Oscar lite.

Drawn and Jeweled with single strands of human hair. Beautiful.

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I want a Baconator but my Mom’s a Hater

Wendy’s has a sandwich that is 803 calories of meat, cheese, bacon and white bun, The Baconator. We were on a shoe exchange trip (We bought size 10.5 for him? What?) and The Boy and I walked home past a Wendy’s. He suggested stopping in, I enjoy the .99 jr. bacon cheeseburger, He said, noooo Baconators! I said hmmm…

We got in line, I started looking at the calories, the lack of tomato, lettuce, health and the price of $5 when we have $30 spending for the rest the week and I said, “I don’t know son, That’s really a sandwich for people who want to die.” He mentioned he could handle it – after all he handled the Heartattack Burger at the diner after scouts last night. I – as mom – called it a big fat NO once reminded of that dish. (I think it’s basically a pig on top a cow smothered in cheese and buttered onions between a big white roll.) He then started to whine like a 3 year old, “I want a baconator, I want a baconator.” We walked right out of there and right home but all I heard for the next 10 min was constant, “baconator, baconator, I want a baconator.” as we walked home. All I could think was, “OF course I’m not dating, I don’t want to deal with this and he’s my kid!”

I encouraged him a little, unintentionally, trying to jolly him out of it as I’ve done in the past. One of my replies was, “I want a new kid now!” and a discussion on how he might have had it without the Heartattack Burger. But the whine remained and the refrain is repeated often and he does this as I walk into the mailbox store. At that point there was silent treatment and ignore and suddenly I’m hearing, in his normal voice, how funny Home Improvement was.

My offer of the home-cooked meat and bacon on whole wheat buns was not accepted.

This is the Six Random Arbitrary Things Meme

That REEED!!!! Homosecular Gaytheist tagged me with this and I’m only doing it cause I like him, it’s short (21 things memes? too much!) and I get to say what I want.

This is the Six Random Arbitrary Things Meme.
The rules:
Link to the person who tagged you. (Homosecular Gaytheist )
Post the rules on your blog.
Write six random arbitrary things about yourself.
Tag six people at the end of your post and link to them.
Let each person know they’ve been tagged and leave a comment on their blog.
Let the tagger know when your entry is up.
Six Random Arbitrary Things About Me:
1. I HATE the words MEME, INTRAWEB and WEB2.0! Waay too annoying created lingo speak.

2. I have only one kidney. Born that way! Missing my pectoral major on the right side too and maybe a right ovary. I’m not sure anyone bothered to check it for sure. The left obviously works. Also have weird uterus. These peculiarities are not noticed by the outside world and yet have had huge impacts on how I see myself. Also if you see anything you think means I’m having a kidney failure let me know. I should have a donor somewhere in the 40 cousins I’m related too but I had a co-worker once who had a sudden kidney failure and they found out he only had one and there was a lot of waiting for a kidney and well, you know, I think about it. He was incredibly sick.

3. I watch court tv. It’s actually pretty interesting to see people so busy holding grudges and needed to be proved right and the law really doesn’t give a shit. It preys on the lower classes and I have yet to have a run in with tv – reality or otherwise – that wasn’t a total engineered sham but there’s this thing about the law where the bottom line is the bottom line, it’s spelled out and it’s usually a lot harder to get your case made that you think when you’re just bitching about things in your head. Lots of self-rightous assholes out there if this is a real as it seems.

4. I dream of being remembered in the vein of a Van Gogh or Shakespeare. I’m pretty sure that it’s not gonna happen. I’ve seen the depth of my talents and I’m pretty sure I’ve not got the talent, skill and obsession needed to write or paint something that is timeless. But part of me keeps at it, hoping a miracle masterpiece will spill out.

5. I can lace my toes together. that reminds me! I have footage of it!

6. I have made money as a psychic.

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Depression and Laughs
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Arthur Lewis

whew…

You know it’s funny.

Rhymes With Snitch: Aretha Franklin’s Inauguration Hat Gets Around More Than Yung Berg’s Chain

Another thank heavens this man is elected.

President Barack Obama on Friday will lift restrictions on U.S. government funding for groups that provide abortion services or counseling abroad, reversing a policy of his Republican predecessor George W. Bush, an administration official said.

“It will be today. He’s going to make an executive order (lifting the global gag rule),” the official said.

The Democratic president’s decision is a victory for advocates of abortion rights on an issue that in recent years has become a tit-for-tat policy change each time the White House shifts from one party to the other.

Obama to lift funding ban for abortion groups abroad – Yahoo! News.

Outting the inner monologue

I’ve got good ones going too, inner monologues.  All about everything.  Conversations about the past, stories bout things done, explanations for why things are the right thing to do, anger at a lot of shit, all running through my brain sometimes consecutively, often concurrently.  It stumbles up to the entrance of outing and muddles into a puddle and leaves me with a great big what?

So the list I’m currently trying to choose from: Obama and all that is the Good.  As well as ripping Ron Paul, and all white upper class nerdly men who seem to identify so hard with the libertarian point of view.  I think they mean well but really forget how lack of regulation and centralized services allows for horrible abuses.  That a minority of bad apples will make it horrible for others. (see current world economy and Madoff)  I mean, THERE ARE BAD PEOPLE WHO HAVE TO BE WATCHED AND POOR PEOPLE SHOULD BE CARED FOR!  Capitalism is a system that is failing because money and self was the goal.  (And that’s not even what I was gonna say!  I got more!)

Then there’s the story of my teen years.  It would be sweet and poignant, there would be innocent sexual encounters retold and a rebellious but depressed and anxious Mormon nature.

Or I could write about the only thing I think about and almost the only thing I talk about, and the four friends who read this know what I am referring too and are screaming NOOOO DON’T SAY IT!!!!  WE WANT SOMETHING ELSE!!!!!

The Boy, always the first thing on my mind.  Always a 1,000 words to type.

The loss of friendships and the rules I live my life by and how I figured them out.

Obsession again.  More dissecting, peering at, seeing each side, trying to not be crazy and act on it cause I could totally be a real life stalker in this case if I don’t control it.  Talk about it some more? NO! Ok, moving on again…

The neighbors, the neighbors, the neighbors, the neighborhood, the food, the perfect taco! the dumplings, the sushi, the streets, the sounds, the shows, the city, oh I could write about new york city.  Food revues, music recommendations, places to go, how to walk the streets, etcetera!

The TV Logs!  I’m working on those now, my disorganized reactions to the blather I watch all day long as I work on the computer.

Of course Sexual Violence against women and how to Tell if Someone Is Lying.  ALSO What to expect when you step into the police and courts system for justice.

Black magic and my personal successes?  Ahahahaaa!  MY Magic and how I get what I want!

Why I still feel Mormon on the inside.

Is my point made?  Do we see what goes on in my brain as I think about writing on this blog?  Just need to keep pushing through.  Take the next step, practice the motion of discipline to get anything on the page at all.  Try a little editing first too:)  You want to have a couple of professional items out there!

If anyone is reading and has a topic they would like to hear about speak up. Otherwise I will continue in my haphazard way of talking to myself.  At least it will be out on the internet where I can really hear it.

busy life, sick body, don’t stop

I’m not writing because I simply haven’t known where to start.  Last night I thought I would write a nice long blog about politics and the dumb stuff the right-wing is spouting after the innauguration, thigns about my personal life, find a way to work in the sexual commentary I have an opinion on, wail about the fact that the love of my life is not gonna happen, and frankly just be me all over this blog.

but I don’t want too.  I have head full of cotton, a chest that wheezes and moving too much wears me right out.

Damnit.  Someday my opinionated adn interesting self will be heard from, I swear.

Is it possible? Is the Government on MY SIDE?

“We cannot have a free, prosperous, peaceful, progressive world if women are treated in such a discriminatory and violent way. … I take very seriously the function of the State Department to lead our government, through the Office of Human Trafficking, to do all that we can to end this modern form of slavery. We have sex slavery, we have wage slavery, and it is primarily a slavery of girls and women. … We’re going to have a very active women’s office, a very active office on trafficking; we’re going to be speaking out consistently and strongly against discrimination and oppression of women, and slavery in particular—because I think that is in keeping not only with American values, as we all recognize, but American national security interests as well.”

Shakesville: Two-Minute Nostalgia Sublime.