Saturday, June 7, 2008
West Hollywood Pride...Dykes on Bikes launch rainbow fest. Olivia Newton John headlines Main Stage June 8th!
I was sipping my organic breakfast tea in Java Detour last night around seven o'clock when a couple of squad cars screeched up out front and two burly sheriffs began to shut-down traffic on Santa Monica Boulevard.
Terrorists on the prowl? A sniper in our midst?
Intrigued, I sauntered outside - at which point - I spied a rag-tag band of motorcyclists in the distance making their way ceremoniously down the street in the distance.
Ah, the Dyke parade!
Each year, according to tradition, a band of spunky gay women jump on their choppers and flout their overt sexual outness through the streets of West Hollywood just at dusk before the big splashy weekend gets underway.
Whoa, some of those tooled-up wheels put the Hell's Angel's toys to shame!
As usual, a raucous crowd of enthusiasts strode along behind the rabble-rousers with a myriad of fanciful signs etched with ubiquitous "of the moment" slogans.
A handful were inclined to pump up their fists when a cheer shot up from the crowds on the sidelines.
Yes, this ballsy little event kicks off Gay Pride each year.
As the motley group wrapped up at the festival grounds across from the Sheriff's Department, boisterous girls were inclined to rustle up mugs of beer and go chug-a-lug.
As I strolled through the revellers - one middle-aged gent caught sight of me - and dashed up excitedly.
"Gee, you and I are the only two guys, here," he gushed.
True.
Dave Letterman would have been in hog heaven in this lesbo oasis, fer sure.
For the most part, the marchers consisted of a bevy of nubile young ladies, hot-to-trot.
As I headed off for a late-night snack, I couldn't help but notice last-minute preparations being made by shop-keepers around the neighborhood in anticipation of the gala extravaganza heading their way.
Quite a few city workers were dashing about constructing chain-link fences here and there in a bold-faced effort to ensure the "masses" would be coralled once they started to stream into Boys Town in the next few hours.
WEHO is a tony enclave that Bette Davis - once a penthouse resident just up-a-ways from the Director's Guild of America - was inclined to affectionately nick-name "Gay Gulch" years ago.
And, it stuck.
A new retail outlet (at San Vicente next to Rage) was putting a few final flourishes on a swimsuit boutique (featuring Aussie Baum) they're hoping will rake in big bucks this weekend.
Yes, over the next couple of days, an influx of cash is going to boost the local economy once the half-a-million or so party-goers in festive rainbow colors start storming the town.
For thrill-seekers and the uninitiated the experience is sure to be a "heady" one.
After all, both E-Entertainment and MTV have dubbed West Hollywood the "hippest two square miles on the planet".
Just imagine the trouble mischief-makers (and the sexually prolific) can get into over the next 36 hours!
Some pre-party excitement was going down at "The Abbey" last eve where a pride of go-go boys was gyrating in skimpy bikini-style skivvies with a glut of greenbacks hanging out.
In fact, all the sizzling hot watering holes on the strip were overflowing with efferevescent gays clinking cocktail glasses and dancing up a storm amid dazzling laser-light shows.
Of course, there was much to celebrate.
The California Supreme Court just upheld a ruling to allow gay marriage in the State.
Undoubtedly, a few couples will be out to toast each other in anticipation of the day they'll tie the knot mid-June, or so.
Meanwhile, a raft of players - without significant others - may be scouting the party landcape for potential mates.
No matter what the perspective, the diversity and pride of the dynamic gay and lesbian population in Los Angeles will once again be celebrated without hesitation during the 38th annual Los Angeles Lesbian, Gay, Bi, and Transgender PRIDE celebration.
June 6th thru the 8th
Produced by Christopher Street West (a non-profit organization), LA PRIDE is one of the largest Pride Celebrations in the United States for the gay, lesbian, bisexual and transgender community.
Celebrating the culmination of its three-year theme - "Our Agenda: Love. Equality. PRIDE."- LA PRIDE 2008's focal point is all about taking pride in who you are, your family, your community and the world around you.
The Grand Marshall for the parade will be Stephanie Miller.
LA PRIDE 2008 will feature booths, food, exhibits, dance pavilions, and live entertainment.
After the big parade on Sunday (1/2 million folks are expected to join in) popular chanteuse - Olivia Newton John - will appear on the Main Stage. (June 8th)
The Festival continues to break new ground with an entertainment line-up on the WaMu® Mainstage and a myriad of LGBT community favorites.
Festival-goers will once again see the inclusion of a dozen or so Cultural Partners at the Festival, a myriad of incredible theatrical and amazing musical organizations who have joined in support of the LGBT community.
This year's Parade will be broadcast live on Time Warner Cable Channel 10 in West Hollywood and streamed on the web at LAPRIDE.org/webcast.
The broadcast will be taped at the new location at the Veterans Memorial triangle at Santa Monica Blvd and Holloway.
The Parade Grandstand will once again accommodate Honorees, LGBT leaders, officials, and VIP guests, set amidst the broadcast crew.
Bill Clinton...snared by Mayhill Fowler, a sniping senior! LA TIMES, shame!
The LA TIMES hailed Mayhill Flower - an over-the-hill self-proclaimed writer cum sh** disturber - as an outright "media revolution" in the morning paper.
In the tabloid-style piece, James Rainey argued that the so-called roving web "journalist" (I use the term very loosely) had a big one up on pundits and newsies like Tim Russert, Katie Couric and Larry King in recent days because she allegedly won the contest for nabbing the most provocative presidential quotes to date.
Bullsh**!
One of the quotes Mr. Rainey was referring to was an eyebrow raising comment uttered by Clinton - which she caught on video - in response to a question about the upcoming Vanity Fair article in which Todd Purdum disparaged the former president.
When you read the article - and are made privy to the machinations of Ms. Fowler leading up to the event - then it's quite obvious to any fifth-grader that the back-stabbing bottle-blond is "no journalist". In fact, she's not even a cut above an ambulance-chasing attorney, a private dick hiding outside Motels scrambling for the dicey goods on cheating husbands, or even the handful of tabloid writers who invent scintillating tidbits to titillate the nation at supermarket stands each week.
With a bit of gleeful cluck, Ms. Fowler attributed the big "scoop" to persistence, serendipity and the flouting of old rules of mainstream journalism.
Forget about the serendipity, there was nothing the least bit magical about the moment.
As to the flouting and persistence - yup - the two culminated in sleaze-ball conduct that ranks her right up there with the Nixon-era gang who "rat-fu**ed enemies of "dirty dick".
In contrast, she proudly boasts about her own slimy maneuverings.
"Of course, he had no idea I was a journalist," she chirped on the telephone to the reporter who was all ears. (I had no idea either)
"He just thought we were all average ordinary Americans who had come out to see him. And, of course, in one sense, that is what I am."
Whoa, Nellie!
You call an ambushing smut-chaser an average ordinary American?
Not content to let Clinton just twist in the wind in the aftermath she was inclined to stir up the intrigue a bit.
With dime-store-novel flair she confessed to the reporter that originally she intended to slip Bill her business card (Yeah, guess she figured he goes for older tail, too) with the hope of landing an - um - interview.
Darn it all - during a hot flash or something - she dropped the little name plate on the crowded rally floor - so what was Nancy Drew to do?
"I managed a handshake, but my mind went blank," she wistfully recalled of the moment that brought the moth close to flame.
"I missed my moment," she ruefully recalled to Rainey.
Yeah, at that juncture, she must have been just about p**ing her pants.
But, as fate would have it (Rainey himself was quick on the uptake and managed to piece the end scenario together on the fly) "...ever the ebullient retail politician, (Bill) reached out a second time."
Eureka! The Gods were smiling down on her, no doubt!
Now the female primal call for self-preservation was thrown into high gear as she scrambled for a scratch - an itty-bitty scrap of something - to snatch her back from the jaws of oblivion.
Yes - the Vanity Fair accusations that Bill dirtied his legacy by running with unsavory friends and business associates - would do the trick.
The hungry tigress leapt towards her prey.
"Mr. President, what do you think about the hatchet job somebody did on you in Vanity Fair?"
Ironic, in view of the fact she was just about to heave-ho the old axe herself into Bill's back.
When he responded with his infamous comments - "slimy, dishonest" - she videotaped it knowing full-well what she intended to do with the footage as she innocently gazed intently into his eyes.
She's a real piece of work, eh?
Ms. Fowler, sorry to burst your bubble, but -
You're supposed to be reporting the news, not creating it, fool!
No wonder celebrities, politicians and other luminaries in the public eye are wary of the media.
In sum, the premeditated efforts by scumbags like Fowler to launch an assault to assassinate character, underscore that she - and others like her - are nothing short of stalkers and slashers out for a merciless kill.
You're not a journalist, Ms. Fowler, you're a menace to the community at large.
It must be an ugly sight when you look at yourself in the mirror in the morning.
As to the LA TIMES?
Well, they should be ashamed for glorifying such disreputable unethical conduct.
No wonder the daily has lost its luster in recent days.
But, it makes a great liner for the kitty litter box.
Meow!
Bill is irresistible, after all...
Equality...quote!
I treat everyone as my equal until they open their mouth and prove otherwise...
Julian Ayrs
The Daily Planet
Collection of Poems
Friday, June 6, 2008
Hillary Clinton...the dream slips away. Barack mindful baggage costs extra!
Rumors floated around in the last thrust of the primaries earlier this week that some negotiating was going on behind-the-scenes to exchange pledges for a toasty VP slot for Hillary Clinton.
The scuttlebutt revved up a little when word filtered out that Obama knocked Hillary up ( English term for calling someone on the telephone) and suggested they get together for a chat when things calmed down a bit.
In spite of the fact pundits and the insiders alike hinted that wily Hillary was a designer shoe-in for the "dream ticket", conflicting statements started filtering out of both camps.
I guess someone woke up from the nightmare!
"No overtures were made," stressed a loyal poker-faced chieftain playing cards close to the chest in the Clinton camp.
Meanwhile, press outlets started reporting that in a clandestine conference call with key players on the Democratic ticket scene, Hillary swore up-and-down she'd do whatever it took to help usher Obama-cakes into the Oval Office in November. And, some allege, she slyly made a ploy for the second-place slot on the ticket, somewhat obsequiously.
Boy, would I have liked to have been a fly on that wall!
But, something must have gone awry.
Suddenly, on the heels of his big-win Tuesday, Obama did a bit of an about-face.
To an incredulous media, he announced he'd wait 'til fall to name a running mate.
Ouch!
But, it was the stunner about mulling over potential candidates, that tipped me off.
If Obama isn't sure about Hillary now, he'll never be come he** or high water.
In retrospect, all the shenanigans leading up-to and in-the-wake of securing the much coveted prize, amounted to a lot of flimsy posturing, the swallowing-of-pride, you name-call it.
So, what fell down and went boom?
Perhaps, Lady Diana said it best.
Three in a marriage just doesn't work.
If it wasn't slick Willy's fault, then just maybe Hillary's to blame for failing to be a "gentleman" on Tuesday night - and ultimately - for being a spoil sport.
After all, boys will be boys.
What do I predict?
No Hillary. No Edwards.
Yup, it's all about change.
So, I hazard a guess that "Golden Boy" will be scratching around for a spanking new candidate without any baggage.
Bet 'ya a fiver, dudes.
Reflections in a golden eye...
CineVegas Film Festival...Anjelica Huston & 5 actors honored!
"Over the past 10 years, CineVegas has honored an impressive body of actors, directors and producers and this year is no exception," the Festival directed noted with a lot of enthusiasm.
What better way to celebrate a decade of recognizing talent than to honor - James Caan, Don Cheadle, Rosario Dawson, Anjelica Huston, Viggo Mortensen and Sam Rockwell - whose brazen careers mirrored the excellence of the myriad innovative and uninhibited films the Fest unveils each year?
James Caan was honored with the Festival’s Vegas Icon Award (sponsored by the LVCVA) which is presented to an actor - who not only embodied the spirit of Las Vegas - but also delivered up memorable performances in films and shows set in the desert city.
The honorees participated in moderated conversations at the Festival which were open to the general public a few days later.
The Marquee Award was given to Anjelica Huston for her illustrious accomplishments in the film industry.
In addition - Don Cheadle, Rosario Dawson, Viggo Mortsensen and Sam Rockwell - were rewarded with Half-Life Awards for their exemplary achievements on celluloid to date.
Anjelica Huston has received a couple of dozen honors in a long impressive theatrical career which include multiple nods from the National Society of Film Critics, two Independent Spirit Awards, Los Angeles and New York Film Critics Awards, and an honor from Women in Film.
Also, Huston received a Best Supporting Actress Oscar for her role in "Prizzi's Honor", and a Golden Globe for her role in HBO's original movie "Iron Jawed Angels".
Although she's the daughter of respected actor/director John Huston - and a high-profile celebrity in her own right - many filmgoers first came to be familiar with her work through her long-time romantic association with film great, Jack Nicholson.
Since being named Best Supporting Actor by the Los Angeles Film Critics for his breakout performance opposite Denzel Washington in - "Devil in a Blue Dress" - actor Don Cheadle has consistently turned in powerful performances on both stage and screen.
Other stand-out roles include those scripted in "Talk to Me"; the Oscar-winning, "Crash" (Cheadle produced); The Hotel Rwanda (Academy Award, Golden Globe Award, Broadcast Film Critics Award); "Reign Over Me"; and award-winning "Traffic".
Cheadle is also well recognized for his television work.
In recent years, he has become known to the American public for his humanitarian efforts in war-torn countries overseas, which have occasionally been captured on film in the form of powerful documentaries (Darfur Now).
Rosario Dawson (KIDS) emerged recently as one of Hollywood’s most sought after leading ladies.
The talented actress was featured in Tarantino’s horror project - "Grindhouse" - as well as "Descent" (which served as her producing debut).
Other memorable roles include that of "Mimi Valdez" in the 2005 film adaptation of "Rent".
Fans may recall she played "Gail" in the 2005 film noir drama "Sin City".
Dawson also starred in "Explicit Ills" - which premiered and won the audience award at the 2008 SXSW Film Festival - and was later unveiled at the 2008 CineVegas Film Festival.
Although Viggo Mortensen is mainly known as an actor to the American filmgoing public, the talented man is also a highly accomplished actor, poet, photographer and painter.In essence, he's what you would call a Renaissance Man.
His film career has been marked by a steady stream of diverse performances since his debut as a young Amish farmer in "Witness".
Critics stood up and took notice of his work in "A History of Violence", for instance, and the blockbuster hit "The Lord of the Rings", and "The Reflecting Skin".
As part of Mortensen’s tribute, CineVegas screened "Alatriste".
In that project, Vitto exacted a bang-on characterization of the Spanish soldier-turned-mercenary, Captain Alatriste.
Sam Rockwell is a dynamic actor known for taking on challenging roles and creating memorable characters in the process.After his feature film debut in Francis Ford Coppola's "Clown House", the biz welcomed him with open arms.
Mr. Rockwell has starred in "Joshua", "Heist', "The Green Mile", and the popular hit, "Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy".
Rockwell’s portrayal of Chuck Barris in "Confessions of a Dangerous Mind" won the actor critical praise at the Berlin Film Festival (Best Actor Award).
And, he nabbed Movieline's "Breakthrough Performance" of the year award, for the same role.
Rockwell is also a stage actor who wowed audiences in "The Last Days of Judas Iscariot" at the Public Theater.
Versatile actor - James Caan - is best known for his Oscar-nominated performance as mobsteer Sonny Corleone in "The Godfather" and for his Emmy-nominated portrayal of celebrated football star Brian Piccalo in "Brian’s Song".
Caan has appeared in a staggering 50 feature films and along the illustrious way earned many plaudits.
Most recently, he was highly praised for his powerful insightful performances in "Misery" and "The Rain People" (in the latter, he turned in a skilled performance portraying a brain-damaged football star).
In sum, Caan is a true Vegas icon.
The awards were given out at a CineVegas Honorees Reception.
Erotica LA...sex convention(s). Out the window! June 6th-8th.
Slip into something decidedly sexy and head on down to the LA Convention Center.
Erotica LA has sauntered into town once again with a bevy of sirens and muscled bods in tow.
The titillating upscale consumer event attracted 45,000 people in 2007 from the greater Los Angeles area alone.
These open-minded consumers explored anything and everything erotic.
As the largest event of its kind in the world, Erotica LA offers a one-of-a-kind hands-on experience. (oh yeah!)
Throughout the fleshy weekend, seminars and "how-to" workshops will be presented by the foremost sexperts and sex-positive educators. Geared towards women, men and couples, these scintillating forays into the realms of erotica, provide a comfortable learning environment and serve to empower open-minded individuals in their quest for the most fulfilling sex lives.
Some of the topics to be covered include toys, pole dancing and erotic role play.
Learn how to improve your technique at seminars held by "The Pleasure Chest", for instance, or just consult with one of your fave adult celebrities like Dave Navarro or Ron Jeremy who will be on hand this weekend to satisfy your curiosity. If you coax him nicely, maybe Mr. Jeremy will tease you with his prize man tool.
There will be a dazzling array of skimpy sensual shopping ops which include toys of all persuasions, sizes, colors, shapes and purposes. And, reams of risque lingerie (both edible and non).
Undoubtedly there will be a host of swarming media types on hand to catch the sensual extravaganza on celluloid for posterior - um - posterity.
This year Erotica LA and sizzling hot POWER 106 team up to bring an in-your-face tantalizing "Show Your Ink" Tattoo Contest.
Contestants who submitted photos during the month of May are ripe for the grand prize.
Finalists will appear on the main stage on Saturday June 7th.
The contest will be hosted by POWER 106 DJ "Tattoo" from Big Boy's Neighborhood. Celebrity judges include Joanna Angel and Dave Navarro.And, of course, there will be pack of well-endowed male porn stars and statuesque women posing here and there at whim to satisfy any erotic film star fan.
The Entertainment Awards (FAME) will close out the event.
Info: http://erotica-la.com
Los Angeles Convention Center (South Hall)
1201 S. Figueroa,
Los Angeles, CA 90015
Friday: June 6 - 4:00 PM – 11:00 PM
Saturday: June 7 - 11:00 AM - 11:00 PM
Sunday: June 8 - 11:00 AM – 6:00 PM
Anderson Cooper...underwear fetish? Weekend Gay Pride special...
Spies gossip that Anderson Cooper takes a shower at the gym in a pair of tight white form-fitting spandex boxer-style shorts.
Do you suppose he has a kinky fetish for silky wet fabric against the naked flesh?
Or, is he concerned that if he goes in the buff some sly gym bunny might surreptitiously nab a 360 degree image of the shower scene and stream the video onto the Internet for prying eyes to screen?
News at 11!
To strip or not to strip, that is the question
http;//www.thetattler.biz
Doorman...quote!
A doorman for a nightclub tends to be an unsavory character you normally wouldn't let inside the establishment as a guest.
Julian Ayrs
The Daily Planet
Collection of Poems
Thursday, June 5, 2008
John McCain...blogger attacks reveal scrapper tendencies. Red-neck blues over Obama win.
Well, old soldier-boy with the machine-gun mentality, sure fired off a mouthful of slugs helter-skelter this week.
Allegedly pi**ed over a raft of biting barbs flung his way from bloggers and pundits alike, the old war horse dusted off the artillery and took a few pot shots at a whole posse of 'em.
A few zingers about his bad temper, curious dalliances with a multitude of lobbyists, and his overall inclination towards rusty "antiquity", got his goat so-to-speak.
Lamenting that he was "up to here" (where that is, we're not sure) with their scurrilous antics, he was inclined to pose a scintillating question to confidants, devoted family members, and newsies at Fox.
"What do you call a hundred-thousand bloggers bound in chains at the bottom of the ocean?"
When the faithful reacted in shock to the answer - "The first month of my presidential administration" - I expect he was cackling away maniacally in the war room at the Pentagon.
Yeah, the paranoid little scrapper doesn't have a foot in the White House yet, and he's already engaged in maneuvers to obliterate a hostile coalition in the trenches he imagines is out to oust him.
Even if it takes him a hundred years, I expect.
The old gas bag rubbed his hands with glee when he revealed to a captive press his intention to replace those nagging bloggers ("sniping bastards") with intelligent (yet loyal) robots manufactured "right here in the United States".
Mr. McCain, I thought that locally-manned factories went the way of the rhino - um - Dinosaur?
Ever heard of the term "outsourcing", Sir?
"As for the losers who comment on blogs, letters to the editor, or call-in TV talk shows," Mr. McCain continued, "I will substitute charming chimpanzees to do the same job."
Well, as long as they're not combative, John. Charm we can live with.
He'll no doubt enlist 'em from his circle of friends and supporters who are inclined to charmingly ape each other, anyway.
Ironically, some of Mr. McCain's "most vocally corrosive detractors" - according to one astute newspaper reporter - "come from his own GOP Party".
Mr. Cheney - remember him? - was so incensed by McCain's outrageous conduct that he mentioned to a handful of constituents in passing that he'd like to tie McCain to a porch and beat him with a stick.
Unfortunately, Bush's "Dick" is too short to carry out the task.
Ouch!
Well, that's the first worthwhile effort that Mr. Cheney (he is VP, isn't he?) to the national dialogue in recent days.
The White House shadow was downright adamant that politicians shouldn't wax poetic about that kind of idle cocktail chatter when they're running for office.
So, I guess McCain has outed himself, in some respects.
Imagine, on the heels of Obama's big-win Tuesday, he's already losin' it.
In fact, a number of bizarre comments uttered in the heat of the moment have signaled just how balmy Mr. McCain is.
For instance, if he had his druthers, he'd take the Internet Information Highway hostage, too.
"America has lost its competitive advantage due to employees wasting time on the Internet all day long while they're at work," Mr. McCain said.
Say what?
I thought it's because we're in an expensive unpopular war scorned upon by the world.
You're just jealous because you don't know how to turn a PC on, John.
The gnarly sexy senior sure has demonstrated an eloquence when it comes to the spoken word, too, hasn't he?
"They want to open Hotmail or the Google I say they should open a big can of shut the hell up."
Sounds tasty. Can you microwave that?
Is he just envious because he doesn't know what a link is?
Oh, the man prostesteth too much.
He zips off communications by telegram, after all. Just how archaic is that?
Maybe it's time to put down the walkie-talkie, ole boy.
You need to join myspace and make a friend or two.
And, boldly go where you and your cronies have never ventured before, the real world!
John, quite the girly-man...
Mayhill Fowler..sniping senior snares Bill Clinton. Nasty stuff!
The LA TIMES hailed Mayhill Flower - an over-the-hill self-proclaimed writer cum sh** disturber - as an outright "media revolution" in the morning paper.
In the tabloid-style piece, James Rainey argued that the so-called roving web "journalist" (I use the term very loosely) had a big one up on pundits and newsies like Tim Russert, Katie Couric and Larry King in recent days because she allegedly won the contest for nabbing the most provocative presidential quotes to date.
Bullsh**!
One of the quotes Mr. Rainey was referring to was an eyebrow raising comment uttered by Clinton - which she caught on video - in response to a question about the upcoming Vanity Fair article in which Todd Purdum disparaged the former president.
When you read the article - and are made privy to the machinations of Ms. Fowler leading up to the event - then it's quite obvious to any fifth-grader that the back-stabbing bottle-blond is "no journalist". In fact, she's not even a cut above an ambulance-chasing attorney, a private dick hiding outside Motels scrambling for the dicey goods on cheating husbands, or even the handful of tabloid writers who invent scintillating tidbits to titillate the nation at supermarket stands each week.
With a bit of gleeful cluck, Ms. Fowler attributed the big "scoop" to persistence, serendipity and the flouting of old rules of mainstream journalism.
Forget about the serendipity, there was nothing the least bit magical about the moment.
As to the flouting and persistence - yup - the two culminated in sleaze-ball conduct that ranks her right up there with the Nixon-era gang who "rat-fu**ed enemies of "dirty dick".
In contrast, she proudly boasts about her own slimy maneuverings.
"Of course, he had no idea I was a journalist," she chirped on the telephone to the reporter who was all ears. (I had no idea either)
"He just thought we were all average ordinary Americans who had come out to see him. And, of course, in one sense, that is what I am."
Whoa, Nellie!
You call an ambushing smut-chaser an average ordinary American?
Not content to let Clinton just twist in the wind in the aftermath she was inclined to stir up the intrigue a bit.
With dime-store-novel flair she confessed to the reporter that originally she intended to slip Bill her business card (Yeah, guess she figured he goes for older tail, too) with the hope of landing an - um - interview.
Darn it all - during a hot flash or something - she dropped the little name plate on the crowded rally floor - so what was Nancy Drew to do?
"I managed a handshake, but my mind went blank," she wistfully recalled of the moment that brought the moth close to flame.
"I missed my moment," she ruefully recalled to Rainey.
Yeah, at that juncture, she must have been just about p**ing her pants.
But, as fate would have it (Rainey himself was quick on the uptake and managed to piece the end scenario together on the fly) "...ever the ebullient retail politician, (Bill) reached out a second time."
Eureka! The Gods were smiling down on her, no doubt!
Now the female primal call for self-preservation was thrown into high gear as she scrambled for a scratch - an itty-bitty scrap of something - to snatch her back from the jaws of oblivion.
Yes - the Vanity Fair accusations that Bill dirtied his legacy by running with unsavory friends and business associates - would do the trick.
The hungry tigress leapt towards her prey.
"Mr. President, what do you think about the hatchet job somebody did on you in Vanity Fair?"
Ironic, in view of the fact she was just about to heave-ho the old axe herself into Bill's back.
When he responded with his infamous comments - "slimy, dishonest" - she videotaped it knowing full-well what she intended to do with the footage as she innocently gazed intently into his eyes.
She's a real piece of work, eh?
Ms. Fowler, sorry to burst your bubble, but -
You're supposed to be reporting the news, not creating it, fool!
No wonder celebrities, politicians and other luminaries in the public eye are wary of the media.
In sum, the premeditated efforts by scumbags like Fowler to launch an assault to assassinate character, underscore that she - and others like her - are nothing short of stalkers and slashers out for a merciless kill.
You're not a journalist, Ms. Fowler, you're a menace to the community at large.
It must be an ugly sight when you look at yourself in the mirror in the morning.
As to the LA TIMES?
Well, they should be ashamed for glorifying such disreputable unethical conduct.
No wonder the daily has lost its luster in recent days.
But, it makes a great liner for the kitty litter box.
Meow!
Bill is irresistible, after all...
Barack Obama...fashion tips for stylish entrance on World Stage!
Because I was a fashion writer with a major daily, I couldn't help but notice in the morning TIMES that Obama's suit was looking a little rumpled.A tough day? No excuse!
Now that Mr. Obama will be meeting with leaders in the political arena and sauntering out onto the World Stage, it is of paramount importance that he make a stylish impression.
The heck with what he thinks!
So, here are some fashion tips for Obama and the rest of you dudes pining to step up the Corporate ladder.
First, never wear a "Dress Suit" jacket with jeans. The look jars the sensibilities and often conjures up scorn from the top levels of management and big Government. (Royalty, too)
When you are properly suited up take care of the finer points of dressing, too.
For instance, the tie should not be too long or too short; in fact, the tip of it should fall at waist level right at the "belt" line.
The cuff of your dress shirt should also fall crisply about 1/2 inch below the jacket sleeve - no more - no less.
To avoid looking like you came from the wrong side of the tracks, never press your dress pants with the hot iron directly on the fabric - otherwise - you'll end up with an unsightly shine in the pants. Very Tacky. (cheap-looking, too)
Most importantly, the cuff of your pant leg should break - just so - at the front of your dress shoe. For this reason, it may be wise to take the loafer you'll be wearing to the tailor when the cuff is hemmed to ensure precision in this regard.
(Obama, you need a keen eye, here)
Never wear a boutonniere and a pocket handkerchief at the same time - strictly verboten. Along the same line of thinking, please note that teaming up suspenders with a belt is considered redundant, so avoid the buttressing like the trendy fashion plague that it is.
And, it would be wise to listen up in respect to shoes, too. Never wear brown shoes with a black suit. Also, be sure to ban white socks from a dress suit ensemble. If not, diplomats will be looking at your feet - instead of your handsome face - at formal dinners in foreign nations.
Potential Execs would be wise to take note that the big honcho often looks at the feet first as a test of character. If the shoes are properly buffed and shined - unscuffed and not broken down at the heels - you'll make your way up the corporate ladder - faster than you can utter "Donald Trump".
With an eye to the White House, Obama pay attention, too.
For sure, don't go overboard with any controlled clashing of patterns.
The quirky idea was a trend for a while, but generally the rule of thumb is this: if you're not experienced with mixing and matching techniques, stick with one pattern and two plains (solid colors).
For instance, if the tie is patterned, harmonize it with a plain jacket and a plain shirt so that the colors and textures offset the cravat.
However, if there is a pattern in the jacket (even if it is only due to a noticeable texture in the fabric (ribbing in herringbone, for example) reach for a plain shirt.
Also, make sure the hues in the jacket and tie are complementary and the colors are coordinated and harmonized tastefully.
If you want to avoid another silly mistake, always take both pieces of a suit to the cleaners; otherwise - if one item is pressed more often than the other - it will fade and look unmatched - and thus - underscore your lack of fashion savvy.
By the way, it is generally uncouth to wear a sport jacket with blue jeans unless the denims are brand new and neatly pressed. Only wear grungy jeans with a broken-in corduroy jacket - with patches on the elbows, perhaps - to effect that campus or devil-may-care, Prof look.
Also, only wear one or two pieces of understated tasteful pieces of jewellery, like a quality watch and ring. None on the pinky finger, please!
Finally, avoid walking into the room with the overpowering scent of bar soap or Old Spice emanating from your person.
The women (in some cases, even the guys) will run the other way.
Remember, it's style - not the clothes - that make the man!
Zips, snaps, and designer flourishes date a piece of wardrobe.
Watch out, Barack. The Fashion Police will getcha.
Young @Heart...chorus to sing at Fenway Park! Red Sox vs Cardinals match June 21st...
Word today from the Young@Heart camp is that the Chorus will be performing the National Anthem at the Red Sox vs. Cardinal game on June 21st at Fenway Park.
In the event Fox does not broadcast their performance you may want to take in Young@Heart at your local movie theatre when it comes to town.
"Young at Heart", a new documentary release, will not only touch - but just maybe - bring a tear to your eye...
The new release by Fox Searchlight is a novel log and an up-close behind-the-scenes gander at a chorus of vocalists who tour to sold-out concerts around the Nation and abroad.
What sets 'em apart from other stage performers?
They're mostly an octogenarian bunch, for starters. Unlike other entertainers pining for fame and glory on Tin Pan Alley, let's say, the troupe is a tight-knit band of seniors - ranging in age from 72 and upwards - who pine for the joy of singing!
And, for a topper? Forget about bible-thumping hymns and sappy love songs; their repertoire consists of ballsy, with-it pop ditties from the musical realms of top 40, rock 'n roll, even punk!
Yes, when the first scenes open and the choristers belt out a lyric or two from a "Clash" cover, it jars the sensibilities a bit at first. But, in moments, the audience is up and enthralled by the whim of it all.
What a human interest story!
They're darn good, I tell 'ya. In part, due to their insightful task master (Director Bob Colman) who pushes them to the limits with remarkable heart-warming results.
In fact, a lot of the footage is devoted to the weekly rehearsals and a rip-roaring insightful zoom in on the engaging seniors as they try to wrap themselves (and - in a couple of instances - sluggish grey matter) 'round tough tongue twisters and a musical sound that is light years from what they once waltzed to.
But, through the course of the doc - as the filmgoer roots 'em on from the footlights - you bet they nail 'em.
Some say that Beethoven and Bach - Mozart, too - composed musical strains inclined to heighten learning capability. So, what is the attraction here?
"Well, it's good for the lungs," one elderly gent noted with a gleam in his eye.
Notwithstanding, the obvious benefits of the virtual act of vocalizing itself, clearly the rigorous schedules - challenging rehearsals, traveling on the road, gearing up for heart-pounding concert dates - have revved the folks up and bestowed a purposeful intent sure to add longevity.
Occasionally, the probing lens of the camera focuses on a couple of the individual chorus members; when it does, the results are often hilarious.
One elderly gent noted that the reason he and his wife stayed together for 54 years was,
"Because we kept romance in our lives. Twice a week we'd go out on Tuesdays and Wednesdays. She on Tuesday, me on Wednesday."
In a solemn tone, he underscored that the loving relationship lasted because it was based on faith and trust.
"Her faith in me and my lack of trust in her."
Hee-Haw!
But, there are touching moments in the film as well.
When the chorus performs for a handful of prisoners incarcerated at a local jail, the first up-beat number gets the guys hooting and laughing and slapping each other on the back with mirth. But, when the singers announce a recent death in the group - and dedicate the song - Forever Young - to their lost band member, the mood noticeably changes.
The gang of burly tattooed thugs gets a little sullen and teary-eyed.
In that one poignant moment, it's evident the inmates are inclined to reflect on their own plight, ponder mistakes they've possibly made, and wonder how it is that they've come to this way station in life.
The director has included a couple of promotional clips of video montages which elicit a lot of whoops and hollers from the theatre-goers, too.
To the tune of - "Stayin' Alive" - a big hulk of a man strides through a bowling alley in a white suit effecting a hip stylish swagger that John Travolta would be envious of.
Another beautifully crafted segment carved out of a warm palette to the strains of David Bowie's - "Golden Years" - is fun, heart-warming, and entertaining.
"Young at Heart" is top notch entertainment bound to appeal to young and old alike.
Catch it, when it arrives at a theatre near you!
Info: info@youngatheartchorus.com
CD available online...
Wednesday, June 4, 2008
Dave Letterman...10 Best reasons to (still) watch!
The kid stays in the picture...
Ten best reasons to (still) tune in nightly to Dave Letterman
1. Dave's toothy grin in spite of fact he has oodles of cash to fix.
2. Dave boosts economy in "hood" with promos to pizzarias, etc.
3. Dave offers podium for celebs to "out" selves (if they like).
4. Dave's boyish titillation over lesbian love.
5. Dave's plans to introduce spiff comedy segment on celebrity tricks.
6. Dave never asks silly probing questions that embarrass a guest.
7. Dave never asks silly probing questions that embarrass Dave.
8. Dave doesn't have a token "gay" intern. (to our knowledge)
9. Dave keeps tone fluffy & insightful stuff left to other "guys".
10. Dave lets Schaeffer explore feminine side & wardrobe tics.
Does this photo look a little forced to you?
Hillary Clinton...shutting down. Overdue bow on Friday, according to New York Times!
I have experience, I could always work at Starbucks...
Well, the shocks and jolts keep coming today, folks.
Early this morning I got word that the Planning Commission in Malibu "denied" the proposal for an ordinance to ban pot dispensaries within the city limits.
Then, on the heels of that heady moment, a news flash confirmed that the Justices at the California Supreme Court "denied the stay" on their ruling lifting the ban on Gay Marriage.
Just as I was catching my breath - and getting ready to head out to the local deli for a salami & rye sandwich - more sh** hit the old fan!
The New York Times fired off a missive heralding Mrs. Clinton's decision to endorse Barack Obama, express her support for the Senator - and egads! - bring her financially-troubled year-and-a-half campaign to a screeching halt.
Today, someone must have given Hillary a whiff of smelling salts!
In a staggering about-face, one adviser confided that Mrs. Clinton would concede defeat - and not only congratulate Mr. Obama for his big-win Tuesday - but also proclaim him the party’s nominee while pledging to do the "right thing". (McCain would be proud)
Although Mrs. Clinton was reluctant to squelch the torch last night pending an opportunity to discuss her future with the powers-that-be today, even the precious few in the inner sanctum confessed that events on Wednesday signaled it was time to relinguish her sweaty grasp at the old brass ring.
One of her long-time supporters since the halcyon days said it best.
"We pledged to support her to the end. Our problem is not being able to determine when the he** the end is," confessed Charles B. Rangel. (New York Democrat)
When Walter F. Mondale - and others - announced that they were now backing Mr. Obama - it must have been tantamount to a prize punch in the gut.
"I was for Hillary — I wasn’t against Obama, who I think is very talented," Mr. Mondale said. "I’m glad we made a decision and I hope we can unite our party and move forward."
Traitor.
But, that's all water under the bridge now, eh?
A send-off party is planned for Mrs. Clinton and her supporters for Friday.
Would you attend?
Talk about doom and gloom!
Were I Hillary, I'd take the first flight to Hawaii and chill out on the beach with a bottle of Chivas Regal 'til I got royally sh**-faced.
(uh-huh)
After all, the party proper had little to say on the heels of her fall-down-go-boom episode except,
"Democrats must now turn our full attention to the general election."
Yeah, it's roll-over time.
Some of Mrs. Clinton’s supporters urged Mr. Obama to take the senator on as his running mate.
In one of those ominous conference calls with members of the New York Congressional delegation on Tuesday, Mrs. Clinton was allegedly asked whether she would be open to joining a ticket headed up by Mr. Obama. Insiders say, if the big cheeze offered up the VP ticket - she would not only accept - but join in the good fight to storm the White House in the fall.
Terry McAuliffe, the Clinton campaign chairman, continued to swear up and down there were "absolutely zero discussions" in that vein on Tuesday.
But today is Wednesday.
Who knows what tomorrow brings?
T-Shirt market went through roof today...
(Chelsea eat your heart out!)
Well, the shocks and jolts keep coming today, folks.
Early this morning I got word that the Planning Commission in Malibu "denied" the proposal for an ordinance to ban pot dispensaries within the city limits.
Then, on the heels of that heady moment, a news flash confirmed that the Justices at the California Supreme Court "denied the stay" on their ruling lifting the ban on Gay Marriage.
Just as I was catching my breath - and getting ready to head out to the local deli for a salami & rye sandwich - more sh** hit the old fan!
The New York Times fired off a missive heralding Mrs. Clinton's decision to endorse Barack Obama, express her support for the Senator - and egads! - bring her financially-troubled year-and-a-half campaign to a screeching halt.
Today, someone must have given Hillary a whiff of smelling salts!
In a staggering about-face, one adviser confided that Mrs. Clinton would concede defeat - and not only congratulate Mr. Obama for his big-win Tuesday - but also proclaim him the party’s nominee while pledging to do the "right thing". (McCain would be proud)
Although Mrs. Clinton was reluctant to squelch the torch last night pending an opportunity to discuss her future with the powers-that-be today, even the precious few in the inner sanctum confessed that events on Wednesday signaled it was time to relinguish her sweaty grasp at the old brass ring.
One of her long-time supporters since the halcyon days said it best.
"We pledged to support her to the end. Our problem is not being able to determine when the he** the end is," confessed Charles B. Rangel. (New York Democrat)
When Walter F. Mondale - and others - announced that they were now backing Mr. Obama - it must have been tantamount to a prize punch in the gut.
"I was for Hillary — I wasn’t against Obama, who I think is very talented," Mr. Mondale said. "I’m glad we made a decision and I hope we can unite our party and move forward."
Traitor.
But, that's all water under the bridge now, eh?
A send-off party is planned for Mrs. Clinton and her supporters for Friday.
Would you attend?
Talk about doom and gloom!
Were I Hillary, I'd take the first flight to Hawaii and chill out on the beach with a bottle of Chivas Regal 'til I got royally sh**-faced.
(uh-huh)
After all, the party proper had little to say on the heels of her fall-down-go-boom episode except,
"Democrats must now turn our full attention to the general election."
Yeah, it's roll-over time.
Some of Mrs. Clinton’s supporters urged Mr. Obama to take the senator on as his running mate.
In one of those ominous conference calls with members of the New York Congressional delegation on Tuesday, Mrs. Clinton was allegedly asked whether she would be open to joining a ticket headed up by Mr. Obama. Insiders say, if the big cheeze offered up the VP ticket - she would not only accept - but join in the good fight to storm the White House in the fall.
Terry McAuliffe, the Clinton campaign chairman, continued to swear up and down there were "absolutely zero discussions" in that vein on Tuesday.
But today is Wednesday.
Who knows what tomorrow brings?
T-Shirt market went through roof today...
(Chelsea eat your heart out!)
Gay Marriage...California Supreme Court denies "stay". Jay Leno to preside over mass ceremony June 17th.
Earlier today, with little ceremony, pomp or circumstance, the California Supreme Court denied a request for a "stay" of its ruling lifting the "ban" on gay marriage.In a 4-3 ruling, the Justices stood by their controversial decision legalizing same-sex marriage in California and in the process a hurdle was straddled for gay couples to start tying the knot this month.
In fact, I just received word from a fellow "blogger" that on the heels of the news Jay Leno agreed to act as a Master of Ceremonies to preside over 250 Gay Weddings slated for June 17th, 2008.
Or am I being punked by you-know-who?
However, news reports are filtering in this afternoon that Jay definitely intends to make an appearance tomorrow night at "The Abbey" - one of West Hollywood's trendiest "it" bars - for a gay marriage celebration alongside Grey's Anatomy star T.R. Knight. (happy - um - gay).
There has been some speculation that it is Leno's good-guy gay attempt to make ammends to the LGBT community for what they deemed inappropriate behavior on the Tonight Show a short while ago.
The popular night-time talk show host cum-car-enthusiast sparked outrage among gay rights groups when he asked actor Ryan Phillippe to give him his "gayest look" during an interview.
Ouch!
Let's move on...
If you recall from a post a couple of days ago, this blog reported that Conservative religious groups previously asked the California Supreme Court to "stay" its order allowing state and local officials to start issuing wedding licenses mid-June until the issue could be voted on in a fall election.
In fact, the bold-faced efforts of those anti-gay-marriage "task forces" proved to be successful in recent days. Shortly after the initial ruling was handed down - in a wink - organizers snapped up enough signatures to qualify for the Nov. 4 ballot.
If the initiative passes muster in the fall it would overrule the court's decision by amending the state constitution to limit marriage to a man and a woman.
In spite of the fact an attorney strenuously argued that failure to grant the "stay" would result in great chaos across the nation, the Justices stuck by their gavels.
In fact - the four justices who rendered the decision today - were part 'n parcel of a majority opinion that found withholding marriage from same-sex couples constituted discrimination in the initial ruling.
In spite of the fact the hold-out dissenters on the bench thought a hearing on whether the stay should be granted was warranted, their pleas fell on deaf ears in the final hours.
As is usually the case in such high-profile court rulings, the majority did not elaborate on its reasons for denying the stay.
The one-page order saying its original ruling on marriage will stand and be final at 5 p.m. on June 16th will obviously become a treasured historical document for many.
Hillary and Obama not only public figures under glass...
Malibu...rejects ordinance ban on pot dispensaries!
Yesterday, I reported that the Malibu Planning Commission was slated to hear arguments for a strict ban on outlets for "Medical Marijuana" dispensaries within the city limits.
On the heels of the announcement, a number of activists in support of medical marijuana and its compassionate use in the State of California, organized a rally and appeared before the Commission to plea for leniency.
I was unable to attend the meeting yesterday afternoon, but a representative for "Americans for Safe Access" - Don Duncan - did appear and was thrilled to inform me bright and early this morning that the planners roundly rejected the proposed ordinance to ban pot dispensaries in the region.
At that hearing, Mr. Duncan - and others - urged council to reject the bid for a ban - and in the alternative - follow the lead of other cities and counties around the state (including Los Angeles County) - by adopting sensible regulations for the provision of medical cannabis distribution.
By doing so, the well-organized activists noted that the Commission would be fulfilling an explicit mandate of the voters (by virtue of Proposition 215) to provide a mechanism for safe and affordable access to medicine for all who need it.
Medical cannabis dispensing collectives are a community-based solution that satisfy the need for safe access to medicine. Most of California’s legal medical cannabis patients rely on the dispensaries for safe access to doctor-approved marijuana which treats the symptoms of AIDS, cancer, multiple sclerosis, chronic pain, and other serious life-threatening illnesses.
After considerable discussion, the Malibu Planning Commission rejected the recommendation by city staff to ban medical cannabis collectives outright, and asked staff to return with a proposal to regulate facilities in the city at a later date.
At the hearing on Tuesday - the Commissioners heard from patients, a doctor, and attorneys for PCH Collective (one of two collectives operating in Malibu under the terms of the city's two-year-old moratorium).
In support of his arguments, the attorney for PCH Collective submitted a petition with almost four hundred signatures calling for regulations instead of a ban, which obviously mustered up some sympathy.
But, the Commission also thoroughly reviewed the issues.
Mr. Duncan informed me that several of the commissioners questioned him about regulations in other cities, conflicts with federal law, sales tax, and other pertinent details.
In spite of the fact the dispensary issue has been hotly debated in California in recent weeks in the wake of DEA raids, no one in attendance from the public, according to Duncan, was in favor of the ban.
Unfortunately, one of Commissioners suffered a negative experience in recent days which was openly discussed at the hearing.
In her testimony, she alleged that she and her family were shopping in an establishment in Malibu one day when they became overcome by cannabis smoke leaking through the walls from a dispensary adjacent.
In support of her claims, staff from the establishment she was patronizing, noted for the record that the "pot dispensary" (which only accepted cash) was frequented by young people.
Although they complained to the Sheriff's department about the problem, allegedly no action was taken.
Unfortunately, owners of the collective did not appear at the hearing to defend themselves against any of the allegations.
The Commissioners debated the issues at length and then settled on a motion calling for strict regulations based on an ordinance recently adopted in another city which appeared to be reasonable under the circumstances.
After debating the need to prevent a proliferation of collectives while preserving competition to keep prices in check, the Commissioners agreed to allow three collectives to operate in Malibu.
It is unclear how quickly staff will return a recommendation for an appropriate ordinance, but the city's moratorium expires on June 25.
The Commissioners, the members of PCH Collective and its owner, Mr. Duncan, and all the supporters who showed up to fight the good cause are to be commended for making a strong professional showing at the hearing which garnered positive results.
Community activism can make a difference!
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Muhammad
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Obama...Clinton ticket. Quote of the day!
The morning papers were awash with news about Barack Obama's historic win in the presidential primaries last night.
In response to widespread speculation that Obama may pair up with Clinton - for what some allege would be a dream ticket - one astute observer quipped from the sidelines,
"When you're trying to break the first glass ceiling, it doesn't make sense to double-pane it," said Peter Hart, a Democratic pollster who is not aligned in the presidential race.
Nor should one tempt fate.
How does the old saying go?
"People in glass houses shouldn't throw stones."
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
Barack Obama...Secures ticket. Hillary stews in background!
Hello, is anyone listening? I won the popular vote!
The New York Times reported in a news flash just minutes ago that Democratic candidate Barack Obama has leapt over the threshold of the 2,118 delegates needed to be nominated at the party’s convention in Denver in August.
The daily is touting the accomplishment this evening as a "victory" for Mr. Obama, the son of a black Kenyan father and white Kansan mother, who they note, "broke racial barriers and represented a remarkable rise for a man who just four years ago served in the Illinois State Senate."
In an emotional speech to supporters in St. Paul just a short while ago, Mr. Obama thanked the ralliers for choosing "not to listen" to doubts or fears but "to your greatest hopes and highest aspirations."
Confident about the new path he is now embarking on, he noted with hearfelt enthusiasm,
"Tonight, we mark the end of one historic journey with the beginning of another — a journey that will bring a new and better day to America. Because of you, tonight, I can stand before you and say that I will be the Democratic nominee for president of the United States."
But, there was one cloud hanging over the celebration.
Not surprisingly, Mrs. Clinton was reluctant to hand over the reigns.
"This has been a long campaign and I will be making no decisions tonight," Mrs. Clinton told supporters in New York.
She said she would be speaking with party officials about her next move. In fact, I expect she'll be stomping her foot at Democratic headquarters bright and early in the morning demanding that her supporters "do something!"
Tough ti**y, Hillary.
In what was described by the Times as quite a "combative speech", Mrs. Clinton argued up-and-down "she was the stronger candidate" and that "she had won the popular vote", not Obama.
Denial. Denial. Denial.
Spoil sport, if you ask me.
In a bold-faced effort to give the impression she was not being selfish, and that she had the interests of others at heart, the fast-talking Senator used the occasion to twist and distort the facts to make sense of an argument for continuing.
"I want the 18 million Americans who voted for me to be respected."
They will be Hillary.
You don't have to steal an election - or make a fool of yourself in the process - to make that happen
It's not their fault you lost, is it?
Obama, the consummate gentleman responded with proper decorum.
"I am a better candidate for having had the honor to compete with Hillary Rodham Clinton."
Yeah, you've learned how to watch your back, handle yourself in public, and - in spite of your alleged lack of experience - managed to deftly avoid setting off any of the mine fields that old "soldier-boy" keeps exploding on the campaign battleground day-in and day-out.
What a diplomat, that Obama.
Starting tomorrow, I expect the presidential campaign will take on a new twist.
Let the games begin!
No more dashed hopes...
The New York Times reported in a news flash just minutes ago that Democratic candidate Barack Obama has leapt over the threshold of the 2,118 delegates needed to be nominated at the party’s convention in Denver in August.
The daily is touting the accomplishment this evening as a "victory" for Mr. Obama, the son of a black Kenyan father and white Kansan mother, who they note, "broke racial barriers and represented a remarkable rise for a man who just four years ago served in the Illinois State Senate."
In an emotional speech to supporters in St. Paul just a short while ago, Mr. Obama thanked the ralliers for choosing "not to listen" to doubts or fears but "to your greatest hopes and highest aspirations."
Confident about the new path he is now embarking on, he noted with hearfelt enthusiasm,
"Tonight, we mark the end of one historic journey with the beginning of another — a journey that will bring a new and better day to America. Because of you, tonight, I can stand before you and say that I will be the Democratic nominee for president of the United States."
But, there was one cloud hanging over the celebration.
Not surprisingly, Mrs. Clinton was reluctant to hand over the reigns.
"This has been a long campaign and I will be making no decisions tonight," Mrs. Clinton told supporters in New York.
She said she would be speaking with party officials about her next move. In fact, I expect she'll be stomping her foot at Democratic headquarters bright and early in the morning demanding that her supporters "do something!"
Tough ti**y, Hillary.
In what was described by the Times as quite a "combative speech", Mrs. Clinton argued up-and-down "she was the stronger candidate" and that "she had won the popular vote", not Obama.
Denial. Denial. Denial.
Spoil sport, if you ask me.
In a bold-faced effort to give the impression she was not being selfish, and that she had the interests of others at heart, the fast-talking Senator used the occasion to twist and distort the facts to make sense of an argument for continuing.
"I want the 18 million Americans who voted for me to be respected."
They will be Hillary.
You don't have to steal an election - or make a fool of yourself in the process - to make that happen
It's not their fault you lost, is it?
Obama, the consummate gentleman responded with proper decorum.
"I am a better candidate for having had the honor to compete with Hillary Rodham Clinton."
Yeah, you've learned how to watch your back, handle yourself in public, and - in spite of your alleged lack of experience - managed to deftly avoid setting off any of the mine fields that old "soldier-boy" keeps exploding on the campaign battleground day-in and day-out.
What a diplomat, that Obama.
Starting tomorrow, I expect the presidential campaign will take on a new twist.
Let the games begin!
No more dashed hopes...
Computers...that read minds. Scary thought!
Does the thought of a computer reading your mind make you uneasy?
Maybe it should.
Researchers at Carnegie Mellon University are teaching PCs how to scan the thoughts of subjects with amazing success.
Using functional magnetic resonance imaging (!) on nine subjects, brain patterns associated with fifty-eight different associations for various nouns were first identified, then logged for the record.
Then, the scientists proceeded to test the ability of the computer to discern between two different nouns chosen for the experiment.
According to the researchers, when the little devils were asked to determine which nouns the subject was thinking of, seventy-seven percent of the time the data chasers were right on target.
What are the ramifications?
On a positive note, an application of the principles may one day be used to develop useful devices to open up the field of communication for individuals who have difficulty speaking, for instance.
But, there is the potential for misuse in the event the knowledge falls into evil, self-serving hands.
For example, advanced computers could be programmed to fathom the nature of the thoughts of an individual, figure out if they're fessing up, and so forth and so on.
The science may open a whole Pandora's box of new-fangled "mind police" gadgetry with the ultimate aim of subduing and controlling the masses.
Far fetched?
In the past couple of years one particular bit of research sent up a red flag for me.
In that experiment, a handful of robots were programmed to secure a specific object in an empty room. A can of dog food, for instance. But, when the moment came to carry out the task, something startling occurred.
The robots not only sought out the objects they were programmed to snatch up, but actually pushed and shoved the other robots aside, when they got in the way.
Yet, they had not been programmed to do that!
In a moment of "crisis", the remarkable man-made creations not only figured out how to resolve the dilemma - but ultimately - carry out their directive.
Scary!
The scenario reminded me of the one depicted in Stanley Kubrick's award-winning futuristic feature, 2001: Space Odyssey.
In that top notch Sci-fi thriller - Hal, the main computer - over-rode his Officer's urgent commands when a life-threatening "emergency" scenario developed on the orbiting Space Station
No wonder.
Hal had been programmed with enough code to not only "out-think" his master, but correctly justify his single-minded actions, in spite of the strenuous protests of his superior.
If we give computers too much power - is it possible they may think for themselves one day - and eventually take over at the helm?
Data for thought!
Bill Clinton...foot-in-mouth disease again? Hillary to pull out!
Ah, no more hanky-panky in the White House?
Well, did slick Willy put his foot in it again or were his stunning remarks yesterday a sly attempt to ease the pain a little for Hillary as she possibly winds down her campaign?
While valiant Hillary stumped amid strident supporters who stomped for the presidential hopeful at rallies around South Dakota and Montana, the former president was holding court in another part of the state waxing poetic about his own political career.
"This may be the last day I'm ever involved in a campaign of this kind," Bill confessed in Milbank, South Dakota.
Are they going to yank the plug on 'ya, Bill?
"I thought I was out of politics," he rasped, "Till Hillary decided to run. But it has been one of the greatest honors of my life to go around and campaign for her for president."
But what about that knife in her back, eh?
According to the campaign team, as of yesterday, Hillary is still in the "rat" race.
In that event, maybe the reason Mrs. Clinton dashed from the stage yesterday was not due to a frog in her throat as alleged - but rather - to rustle up a bit of rope to hog-tie Bill, don't 'ya think?
Today, many are asking if Bill 's musings were just the old - " foot-in-the-mouth disease" - interrupting the political flow ad nauseam once again.
Or, if the wise old political owl was signaling Hillary's swan song to engender a graceful exit from the political stage?
If so, it was a hatchet job.
Abraham Lincoln once said,
“A house divided against itself cannot stand.”
Well, did slick Willy put his foot in it again or were his stunning remarks yesterday a sly attempt to ease the pain a little for Hillary as she possibly winds down her campaign?
While valiant Hillary stumped amid strident supporters who stomped for the presidential hopeful at rallies around South Dakota and Montana, the former president was holding court in another part of the state waxing poetic about his own political career.
"This may be the last day I'm ever involved in a campaign of this kind," Bill confessed in Milbank, South Dakota.
Are they going to yank the plug on 'ya, Bill?
"I thought I was out of politics," he rasped, "Till Hillary decided to run. But it has been one of the greatest honors of my life to go around and campaign for her for president."
But what about that knife in her back, eh?
According to the campaign team, as of yesterday, Hillary is still in the "rat" race.
In that event, maybe the reason Mrs. Clinton dashed from the stage yesterday was not due to a frog in her throat as alleged - but rather - to rustle up a bit of rope to hog-tie Bill, don't 'ya think?
Today, many are asking if Bill 's musings were just the old - " foot-in-the-mouth disease" - interrupting the political flow ad nauseam once again.
Or, if the wise old political owl was signaling Hillary's swan song to engender a graceful exit from the political stage?
If so, it was a hatchet job.
Abraham Lincoln once said,
“A house divided against itself cannot stand.”
Barack Obama...LA TIMES quote of the day!
Surge on floppy hats signals McCain-inspired fashion trends...
In the Los Angeles Times editorial section of today's newspaper regular columnist - Jonah Goldberg - was inclined to survey the rocky political terrain and the subsequent battle for supremacy between the two front-running candidates Senator John McCain and Barack Obama.
In response to Obama's argument in recent days that judgment was more important than experience, Mr. Goldberg was inclined to offer up what appears to be the quote of the day.
"A wise leader with no experience is preferable to a moron with plenty."
In the Los Angeles Times editorial section of today's newspaper regular columnist - Jonah Goldberg - was inclined to survey the rocky political terrain and the subsequent battle for supremacy between the two front-running candidates Senator John McCain and Barack Obama.
In response to Obama's argument in recent days that judgment was more important than experience, Mr. Goldberg was inclined to offer up what appears to be the quote of the day.
"A wise leader with no experience is preferable to a moron with plenty."
In my judgment Babes pine for Obama, too!
Monday, June 2, 2008
Malibu...rally against proposed ordinance prohibiting medical cannabis collectives! Tuesday, June 3rd.
The Malibu Planning Commission will hold a hearing at City Council Chambers tomorrow evening on a proposed ordinance that would prohibit medical cannabis collectives within the city limits.
One of the organizers at Americans for Safe Access - Don Duncan - informed me that there will be a rally at Malibu City Hall to protest the action.
Mr. Duncan who is an attorney for ASA is urging residents to attend for a number of reasons.
"It is important for the Malibu Planning Commission to know that people who live and work in Malibu and the surrounding neighborhoods are opposed to the ban."
For this reason, concerned individuals are asked to attend the rally with the specific aim of partaking in a meaningful dialogue during the decision-making process.
California voters passed "The Compassionate Use Act" to ensure that seriously ill Californians have the right to obtain and use marijuana for medical purposes. To advance the will of the California voters, the Legislature enacted SB 420 which established cooperatives and collectives as the recognized forms of medical marijuana cultivation and distribution to those who are too sick or otherwise unable to cultivate it for themselves.
According to Duncan and others at Americans for Safe Access, Municipalities considering outright bans on patient access to medical marijuana should be warned that these actions will have very real consequences.
For example, Americans for Safe Access filed a lawsuit against the city of Fresno for restricting medical marijuana dispensing collectives from operating as enumerated under California law.
Also, State Attorney General Bill Lockyer recently issued an opinion affirming that municipalities may not restrict the protections afforded by "The Compassionate Use Act" and SB420 to qualified medical marijuana patients.
Therefore, municipalities debating ordinances that curtail the right of seriously ill Californians to obtain the medicine they need ought to be aware that such regulation conflicts with the general rule of California law.
"There are a number of patient issues at stake," added Duncan.
"A rigid policy that bans medical marijuana collectives deprives qualified medical marijuana patients of the medicine promised them by the Compassionate Use Act. Banning or limiting the number of dispensing collectives allowed to operate places unnecessary hardship on patients with limited mobility and financial security. It is crucial that medical cannabis dispensing collectives be readily accessible to patients throughout and across our community."
Medical cannabis dispensaries provide support and healing for patients. Dispensing collectives have positive psychosocial health benefits for chronically ill people who are otherwise isolated. The type of support and services offered by many dispensaries improves the quality of life and in some cases may even prolong life, according to researchers in the field.
The organizers of the rally also stressed that Medical cannabis dispensaries are necessary for patients who are financially, physically, or otherwise restricted from producing their own medicine - particularly for those patients who reside in Section 8 or other restrictive housing arrangements.
Notwithstanding, Medical cannabis dispensaries are wellness facilities where individuals suffering from serious illnesses can find safe access to medicine, support, and healing.
The organizers scorn elected officials - like those in Malibu - who are actively trying to prevent safe and legal access for patients.
Contrary to what the City Officials in Malibu may think, Medical cannabis dispensaries can be a positive part of our community, said Duncan.
"When properly permitted, regulated and operated, dispensing collectives will prevent lawful patients from unnecessary and potentially harmful entanglements with illicit markets or law enforcement. Therefore, the Council ought to be supporting efforts to develop regulations that provide safe and legal access to medical cannabis so patients are not forced to access medicine in illegitimate places."
The ASA team also stress that research confirms that support services are effective for patients with a variety of cancers and other terminal illnesses. For example, participants active in support services are less anxious and depressed, make better use of their time, and are more likely to return to work than patients who receive only standardized care.
In view of the foregoing, volunteers are urged to attend the Malibu rally in a bold-faced effort to convince City Council in Malibu that they should be supporting efforts to improve the health, welfare, and quality of life of patients in the community - not harm it.
In the final analysis, ASA contends there is no evidence to date that a well-run dispensing collective leads to crime.
Consequently, they argue that it is - ultimately - unfair to stigmatize legal patients by treating their collective like a criminal or nuisance activity that warrants outright closure.
Rally Info:
Malibu Planning Commission Meeting
City Council Chambers, City Hall, 23815 Stuart Ranch Road, Malibu
June 3rd, 2008 / 6:30 pm
Info: don@safeaccessnow.org
Profile of Presiding Judge Robert Parkin of Los Angeles Superior Court. A corrupt bench warmer!
Face of corrupt Judge Robert Parkin, Los Angeles Superior Court...
In recent years, you probably heard about a slush fund down at the Los Angeles Superior Court house that Judges allegedly dipped into.
Well, Presiding Judge Robert Parkin was right in the thick of it.
In response to the allegations, an Insight news article at the time reported,
"Former presiding Judge Robert Parkin tells Insight that an account critics dub a slush fund is nothing more than "coffee-and-flowers" cash for the Los Angeles Superior Court Judges Association (LASCJA). But documents obtained by Insight show the bank account served a great many purposes and that the Judges' association, a private organization, did not pay taxes on funds run through the account for the benefit of its members - who also would be subject to taxes."
The informative feature went on to note,
"On the face of it, there appear to have been one or several laws that may have been broken, but without specific information, it is impossible to know what statutes are applicable," says Beth Miller, a spokeswoman for California Secretary of State Bill Jones. At the federal level a spokesman for the IRS who declined to be named said that an act of this nature "may fall under 72.061 of the tax code fraud and false statements section."
"How much money is involved? Plenty. Just one of the LASCJA Bank of America account statements shows this alleged "coffee-and-flowers" fund with a balance of $110,000, according to copies secured by Insight."
For those of you who are in the dark, Judge Parkin was a former cop who maneuvered his way into the upper echelons of the Los Angeles Superior Court over the years by engaging in questionable self-serving tactics. In retrospect, the intelligent few have only to read between the lines to fathom how this disreputable bench-warmer carved such a corrupt niche for himself in the innermost corridors of the Los Angeles Superior Court system.
I've heard the various allegations about the dishonest actions of the man - the questionable favors that are whispered about and the old-boy network he stokes the fires for in the inner sanctum - which at times - have been difficult to pin down.
The man is elusive.
In recent years, you probably heard about a slush fund down at the Los Angeles Superior Court house that Judges allegedly dipped into.
Well, Presiding Judge Robert Parkin was right in the thick of it.
In response to the allegations, an Insight news article at the time reported,
"Former presiding Judge Robert Parkin tells Insight that an account critics dub a slush fund is nothing more than "coffee-and-flowers" cash for the Los Angeles Superior Court Judges Association (LASCJA). But documents obtained by Insight show the bank account served a great many purposes and that the Judges' association, a private organization, did not pay taxes on funds run through the account for the benefit of its members - who also would be subject to taxes."
The informative feature went on to note,
"On the face of it, there appear to have been one or several laws that may have been broken, but without specific information, it is impossible to know what statutes are applicable," says Beth Miller, a spokeswoman for California Secretary of State Bill Jones. At the federal level a spokesman for the IRS who declined to be named said that an act of this nature "may fall under 72.061 of the tax code fraud and false statements section."
"How much money is involved? Plenty. Just one of the LASCJA Bank of America account statements shows this alleged "coffee-and-flowers" fund with a balance of $110,000, according to copies secured by Insight."
For those of you who are in the dark, Judge Parkin was a former cop who maneuvered his way into the upper echelons of the Los Angeles Superior Court over the years by engaging in questionable self-serving tactics. In retrospect, the intelligent few have only to read between the lines to fathom how this disreputable bench-warmer carved such a corrupt niche for himself in the innermost corridors of the Los Angeles Superior Court system.
I've heard the various allegations about the dishonest actions of the man - the questionable favors that are whispered about and the old-boy network he stokes the fires for in the inner sanctum - which at times - have been difficult to pin down.
The man is elusive.
But, don't let the smiling congenial-looking face fool you.
In one clever ploy to damage the names of individuals, Judge Parkin allegedly permitted court actions to be filed against so-called defendants based on wild unsubstantiated (manufactured) evidence and languish in the court records for up to ten years without any service on the accused party.
Why?
So the enemies of the unwitting parties could secretly point to the court records whenever they chose to discredit the individuals without their knowledge.
As a matter of law a party in any action has a reasonable expectation that they be enlightened of any pending actions and that the court - likewise - allow a proper defense to which the parties are entitled pursuant to due process of Law.
Under Parkin's jurisdiction, all manner of basic rights are violated, to the detriment of the individual without due consideration from the Justice system.
I also have hard-core evidence that establishes that Judge Parkin not only has been willing to manipulate court documents to protect his precious reputation - but, also hide, and quite possibly - destroy legal papers in a deceitful and dishonest effort to not only quash any record of his own "ignorance" of the law but conceal the fact he may have discriminated against a litigant - and just maybe -taken a bribe.
For instance, years ago a young IN PRO PER litigant appeared before Judge Parkin on a legal issue in a case in which he was a plaintiff with a suit against a major corporation.
From the get-go, Judge Parkin not only proceeded to belittle the litigant when he attempted to argue sound legal issues before the Judge in open court - but stridently engaged in combative quips intended to not only provoke the individual - but insult simply because he was not represented by legal counsel.
Obviously, Judge Parkin obtained a law degree from the "Rinky-Dink" school of law.
After all, had he attended a reputable school, it may have been otherwise apparent to him that a litigant has a constitutional right to access to the courts in spite of the fact he or she may not be able to afford legal representation.
However, in this instant case, the litigant was a sly devil.
He remained calm and composed in spite of Parkin's insults and demeaning efforts to deter him from presenting his arguments in open court for the record.
In fact, the valiant IN PRO PER litigant struggled through the hearings "inspired" by the inner knowledge that the proceedings were not only being recorded but documenting the misconduct and grievous legal errors committed by Parkin which - ultimately - would end up on review in the Appellate Court.
And, that is exactly what transpired.
Of course, the litigant was not surprised when Judge Parkin denied all his "motions", and summarily dismissed the case. After all, the litigant was not as stupid as Judge Parkin.
Indeed, he saw that end scenario coming and prepared for it!
Needless to say, it came as quite a slap in the face to the Judge when the "opinion" of the Court of Appeal (2nd Appellate Court) was returned to Parkin's clerk.
Yup, the intelligent IN PRO PER litigant saw that ruling coming, too.
A reversal!
Then, something curious happened.
Whenever a party sought to secure a copy of the case file for review, the court clerks were unable to deliver it up from the Superior Court records, for some inexplicable reason.
In one computer database, Parkin alleged the file was in one location.
But, when the party queried the custodian in charge of the other database records, a second notation by Parkin asserted the case file was "elsewhere".
In fact, the file was not in either location as falsely alleged by Judge Parkin.
In retrospect, it is evident that Judge Parkin was so angered by the fact that his ruling was reversed by virtue of a legal argument presented in the Appellate Court by an IN PRO PER litigant (without a law degree mind you) that he chose to abscond with the documents to prevent them from ever seeing the light of day again.
In the final analysis, it was a deceitful and dishonest attempt to conceal his shocking reprehensible conduct in the lower court, and cover-up open discrimination he levelled at an IN PRO PER litigant whose rights he continually trampled on and violated.
Yeah, Parkin's a piece of work, alright.
Until he's removed from the bench - kicking and screaming (or in handcuffs) - the Los Angeles Superior Court will not only continue to be a corrupt legal entity - but likewise - shall remain a National joke and a disgrace to the Judiciary.
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