OFFS

I don't know whether to be amused, scared, or both.


via JMG

Didya ever pick up a turn of phrase from another blogger?

I find myself thinking "this is a real thing in the world" from time to time. That's a title used for an ongoing series over at Shakesville, and boy oh boy, does it apply to this product.




h/t neatorama

About Constance's prom...

There's probably not much I can say about the Itawamba Agricultural High School prom that hasn't already been said. I hope as they go through life, some of the students at Constance McMillen's high school have experiences that lead them to open their minds and learn to treat their fellow human beings with compassion. It's disheartening, though, that the adults in the town were complicit in the high school meanness bullshit, and in fact facilitated a lot of it. Strange, I thought parents and teachers were supposed to teach children about kindness, civility and, you know, manners. Shame on you, so-called grownups!

Okay, folks...

I'm really gonna start blogging again. Soon. Really. Honest.

By the way kids...

Did you know that once you vote in an election, you should trust those you've elected to do the right thing, and not try to have further input?


What? You're writing a letter to your congressman? Why do you want to micromanage Congress?

Note: This post is not actually about the U.S. legislature.

Cryptic? perhaps

Calling people Klan members directly or by implication unless they're actually burning crosses or lynching people, is, at the very least, tacky. When the people you're talking about comprise a mixed race group including most of the POC in a larger very very white group and they're trying to fix an organization that has been unresponsive to all attempts to make it more democratic in the way it works, man, that's really classy.


And I wonder why I get so much use out of the fyyff tag.


Oh, I am feeling so belledame-ish right now.

It's very simple...

You want to read a good summary of l'affaire Polanski, read Kate Harding's piece, or Little Light's. Me, I'm through reading reading about this. People's apologia for this admitted criminal is not funny stupid, it's sad stupid.

AAAARRRRRGH!

If you know me at all (she said to her readership of three counting the two people she lives with and makes read this thing under duress) you'd know that I try to write about things I love and things I hate, but the latter was what would motivate me to post here.

Having said that, give a listen to Rush:



Quoth the Liger, "He's a dick."

And speaking of dickish comments: Dear Mr. Ellison, thinking someone was mean to you first doesn't explain why that tirade you went on included a racial epithet explicit or implied.

... and I repeat, argh.

Gearing up...

I actually wrote something on my ElJay the other day, and came over here to see how long it had been since I blogged. Holy crap, it's been a year!

So, trying to get back in the habit of posting every so often, if only for myself. we'll see how that goes. Stay tuned.

So, Tom Batiuk is responsible for this idiot?

I don't know if I'd ever seen Michael Savage before today. Sure, I'd heard him on the radio a few times, and read a lot of virtriolic crap that spewed from his mouth, but when I read a story today on Joe.My. God. (about his show being dropped from a few stations), I had an epiphany. He smirks like a Funky Winkerbean character. Hell, I think he is a Funky Winkerbean character! Specifically, Les after the time-jump. If you don't know what I mean, count yourself lucky. No, I don't read FW daily, but I do read The Comics Curmudgeon every day, so I probably see the 'bean several times a week, which is plenty. Well, don't just take my word for it. I give you... photographic evidence!

Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, I rest my case.

Free speech? Public space? What's that?

Via Culture Kitchen

No homosex, please, we're British

Just a few days ago, I read (at Joe.My.God.) about an ad being run by Heinz in the UK that featured a kiss between two men. It's a very chaste kiss, and technically, it's a kiss between a husband and wife. Watch the ad and you'll see what I mean.

Very cute, n'est-ce pas? And well done*, too. They even got the New York accent accurately, which is apparently not easy ("Daleks in Manhattan," anyone?).

Today I found out (via Joe, again) that the ad is being pulled because of the huge number of complaints Heinz has received from people who are upset that it features ZOMG! BOYSEXXORZZ!!!1!!!ELEVENTY-ONE!!1!111, which has forced them to explain the wonders of same-sex attraction to the innocent little kiddos. Silly me, I thought the person in the white hat was meant to be a (presumably) British woman who just makes sandwiches as well as a New York deli counter man, not someone who actually is one. I'm always getting stuff wrong, aren't I?

I'm disappointed in Heinz knuckling under so easily, and in the ignorance of the letter-writers , too. The Brits are supposed to be more openminded about this sort of thing, amirite? After all, as Archie Bunker told us "England is a fag country... the whole society is based on a kind of a fagdom"?

*I do have one quibble with the ad. I'm from New York, and I like mayonnaise on my sandwiches, but I certainly would not call it a "New York deli" thing, nor put it on a lot of typical delicatessen sandwiches. You order a pastrami or corned beef with mayo in a NYC deli, and see the response you get. Go on, I dare you.

Anti-trans hate from Memphis cops

The whole story is here, and at The Blend. As Autumn points out in the comments:

To put February 12th in broader perspective, it was also the day that 15-year-old Lawrence King was killed by a 14-year old-classmate.

I guess it was a bad day to be gender variant in America -- like too many days are.

I know not all police officers are like this, but for some reason, I find the behavior of the nurse even more surprising.

I'm speechless

Well,not really, just disgusted.


You've surely seen the SockObama by now. If you haven't, there it is on the left for your edification you lucky people. Some people find the toy rather racist.In fact, the folks who make itgot a bunch of emails to that effect, and they are miffed. They wrote an email in response, but only sent to those whose emails had the correct tone. They not only say the toy is not racist, but if you think it is, you're the racist, you lousy racist you. It's people like you who are causing the racial problems that tear this nation apart.

We at TheSockObama Co. are saddened that some individuals have chosen to misinterpret our plush toy. It is not, nor has it ever been our objective to hurt, dismay or anger anyone. We guess there is an element of naviete [sic] on our part, in that we don't think in terms of myths, fables, fairy tales and folklore. We simply made a casual and affectionate observation one night, and a charming association between a candidate and a toy we had when we were little.

A toy company that doesn't think in terms of myths, fables and so on? That must be some toy company. And a charming association? Between Obama and a monkey. Charming, my black ass!

We wonder now if this might be a great opportunity to take this moment to really try and transcend still existing racial biases. We think that if we can do this together, maybe it will behoove us a nation and maybe we'll even begin to truly communicate with one another more tenderly, more real even.

Note to pretentious racist asshats: using fancy words incorrectly makes you look really, really foolish. It would behoove you to know how a word is meant to be used before just throwing it into a sentence.
The whole letter is at New York Magazine's Daily Intel.

via Shakesville.

The Fag Bomb

I love Kirby Ferguson.



via joe.my.god.

x-posted

The problem with gender stereotypes...

I read about that "ex-gay" therapy program in Poland, at which they claim to "help lesbians, gays and bisexuals." The story says "Men at the center are taught to play football and women are taught to cook." But what about the bisexuals? I mean, we already play football and cook.

via Pam

Mommy! I touched my special area!

It's not even noon, but this may be teh st00pid of the day. Parents in the Schenectady, New York area are all up in arms because the school proposes something other than abstinence only sex education. Of course, with that program in place, the county has managed to have the second-highest teen pregnancy rate in the state--and mind you, the fleshpots of New York City comprise five counties, so that's some achievement. (Joking, folks, joking--despite searching, I haven't figured out which county's rate is highest.)

This is the best part of the whole story. It seems some parents looked into the materials being used by the schools, and were pretty darn upset by them.

Arlene Whittingham said she did research as well and found educational materials directed to children between the ages of 5 and 8 which indicate that girls and boys have body parts that feel good when touched.

Whittingham said she found it “quite unconscionable” that an organization could suggest sharing such information with school students.

Yeah, that's unconscionable, all right. After all, kids would never even think of such a thing if some evil brochure didn't tell them about it.


via Feministing

Mehdi Kazemi has been granted asylum in the UK

And about damn time. Full story here.


via Petulant at Shakesville

Mildred Loving on Marriage

I'm sure you all (or at least those of you who are in the U.S.) know by now that Mildred Loving, one of the plaintiffs in Loving v. Virginia died about a week ago. Ms. Loving always said she was not a political person, and in all the years since the Supreme Court decided the case, refused to say much about it. However, last June, on the fortieth anniversary of the Loving decision, she did issue a statement. If you haven't read it before, it's worth looking at.

Loving for All

By Mildred Loving

Prepared for Delivery on June 12, 2007,
The 40th Anniversary of the Loving vs. Virginia Announcement

When my late husband, Richard, and I got married in Washington, DC in 1958, it wasn’t to make a political statement or start a fight. We were in love, and we wanted to be married.

We didn’t get married in Washington because we wanted to marry there. We did it there because the government wouldn’t allow us to marry back home in Virginia where we grew up, where we met, where we fell in love, and where we wanted to be together and build our family. You see, I am a woman of color and Richard was white, and at that time people believed it was okay to keep us from marrying because of their ideas of who should marry whom.

When Richard and I came back to our home in Virginia, happily married, we had no intention of battling over the law. We made a commitment to each other in our love and lives, and now had the legal commitment, called marriage, to match. Isn’t that what marriage is?

Not long after our wedding, we were awakened in the middle of the night in our own bedroom by deputy sheriffs and actually arrested for the “crime” of marrying the wrong kind of person. Our marriage certificate was hanging on the wall above the bed. The state prosecuted Richard and me, and after we were found guilty, the judge declared: “Almighty God created the races white, black, yellow, malay and red, and he placed them on separate continents. And but for the interference with his arrangement there would be no cause for such marriages. The fact that he separated the races shows that he did not intend for the races to mix.” He sentenced us to a year in prison, but offered to suspend the sentence if we left our home in Virginia for 25 years exile.

We left, and got a lawyer. Richard and I had to fight, but still were not fighting for a cause. We were fighting for our love.

Though it turned out we had to fight, happily Richard and I didn’t have to fight alone. Thanks to groups like the ACLU and the NAACP Legal Defense & Education Fund, and so many good people around the country willing to speak up, we took our case for the freedom to marry all the way to the U.S. Supreme Court. And on June 12, 1967, the Supreme Court ruled unanimously that, “The freedom to marry has long been recognized as one of the vital personal rights essential to the orderly pursuit of happiness by free men,” a “basic civil right.”

My generation was bitterly divided over something that should have been so clear and right. The majority believed what the judge said, that it was God’s plan to keep people apart, and that government should discriminate against people in love. But I have lived long enough now to see big changes. The older generation’s fears and prejudices have given way, and today’s young people realize that if someone loves someone they have a right to marry.

Surrounded as I am now by wonderful children and grandchildren, not a day goes by that I don’t think of Richard and our love, our right to marry, and how much it meant to me to have that freedom to marry the person precious to me, even if others thought he was the “wrong kind of person” for me to marry. I believe all Americans, no matter their race, no matter their sex, no matter their sexual orientation, should have that same freedom to marry. Government has no business imposing some people’s religious beliefs over others.Especially if it denies people’s civil rights.

I am still not a political person, but I am proud that Richard’s and my name is on a court case that can help reinforce the love, the commitment, the fairness, and the family that so many people, black or white, young or old, gay or straight seek in life. I support the freedom to marry for all. That’s what Loving, and loving, are all about.

Thank you, Mildred Loving. Rest in peace.

Ah, Fox News... so entertaining!

I mean, this was meant for a joke, right? (Take a gander at this post over at Bitch, Ph.D., and we can all have a laugh.)

Okay, okay, I know they weren't joking, but I just don't want to believe they don't know the Lincoln -Douglas debate were not between Abraham Lincoln and Frederick Douglass, who didn't even spell his name the same fucking way. But when I see this video, well, I have to admit these guys are even more ignorant than I thought.

And thanks to Wonkette for her original post, which inspired me to make a new tag.