Archive for September, 2007

More about the Jena Six

Thursday, September 20th, 2007

David Bowie donated $10K to the legal defense fund. You know, I’ve always loved Ziggy Stardust. This is just another reason to dig him.

BUT, we’re gonna hear more about OJ and his dumbass or Britney or Paris or any number of completely moronic oxygen wasters, aren’t we?
I’ve had it people! Are we stewards for one another or aren’t we?

Take a look at this link.

There will be more, believe me. Gotta love George W. for having absolutely no opinion whatsoever.
Say what you will, he’s nothing if not consistent in his inability to articulate anything remotely empathetic or valid.
You know, it’s not even about it being so overtly racist, this case…it’s about it happening in America. This is my country. People are dying in the war for our ‘freedom’. I wonder how our soldiers feel about it. I wonder if any of them grew up in towns like Jena. I wonder if we care enough about one another.
I DO know that I have experience with just how unjust our judicial system is. My kid was in jail. He was given a harsh sentence. His white counterparts received a slap on the wrist and they had rap sheets longer than a Tom Cruise movie. (okay, that was mean)
Does this mean we need to change things? Uhh…what do you think?
Does this mean that we need to actually ENFORCE the laws that we currently have?
UH-HUH.
Jiminy Christmas, I am one steamed heifer. Partly because I know just how impotent those parents feel.
Say some prayers for them, will ya?
I know that I am.

Keep on truckin’. Stand up for something…anything, as long as it’s the truth.
If ya don’t you’re liable to fall for anything.

A selfish present for my kid

Wednesday, September 19th, 2007

Yep, my eldest is having a birthday in October, so when I start thinking about gifts, I start  thinking: Hey, how can I benefit? Yep, I’ve become that crazy old lady. Actually, I know she  would love a digital camera. She’s always taking pics on her mobile phone and sending them to me, so the next logical step would be a digital camera.

There are some cool canon cameras out there.

Most of my friends have them and they’re reasonably priced. I don’t think I’ll get her one of the big boys right away, but I do think it’s a good idea and as you know, I really dig having a win/win situation, so this is win/win all the way. All the photos of Pooper I can handle? Come on, that’s just the grooviest.

I actually want one of those nifty Canon numbers, but I can’t afford it yet.

Maybe after my big break…you know the one I’ll get by lounging in my pajamas in my room all day? Yeah, that one…

Wow–right in my backyard! (so to speak)

Wednesday, September 19th, 2007

Radio City Music Hall was the place to be last night and while I was having a ball at my former local, I can’t help but think how much fun I might have had at the Dream Concert.

It was for a great cause. They’re planning on constructing a  memorial on the National Mall in Washington, D.C. and I’ve gotta tell ya, it’s about time. There’s no need for me to tell ya about the man. He did more for human rights than our leaders are doing today. That’s a crying shame.

BUT, the cool thing is the memorial will be completed next year. What a trip to D.C. that will make for me. Pooper will be old enough to understand it all by then.

For more information check out this site: www.buildthedream.org.

Something groovy for me and timely, too…

Wednesday, September 19th, 2007

As many of you know, I’ve been working on a book and I’ve got a ton of information to save on my little laptop. Knowing just how finicky a ‘gently used’ computer can be, it’s probably a good idea for me to back my data up off-site. I’ve seen some cool sites that offer a service that could be of use to me, but one has everything I’m looking for in the way of online storage .

Here’s the groovy part: IBackup offers online data backup and storage. This is perfect for someone like me who has a good deal of data that needs to be stored until it can be forwarded to the publisher.
The best part of it is that it’s all drag and drop. Even a nutjob like me can use it without having to understand how it works. You all do realize that I believe that it’s all witchcraft, don’t you? They’re the only game in town that offers that feature.

Looks like they’ve got a customer in yours truly, because this computer can be ‘moody’, shall we say?
Check ‘em out.

The weather is here, wish you were beautiful(thanks JB)

Wednesday, September 19th, 2007

Last evening I attended a casual sort of ‘party’ for a dear friend of mine. Since it was at her place of employment (she’s a bartender) I’m not sure she had as much of a good time as the rest of us, but it was groovy and we had plenty of laughs.

Claude and I were in rare form–we’ve not been in such comedic splendor in a long time. At least not at that particular watering hole…the comedy flew from our lips like magical jewels of hilarity, I tell you. Also met up with a pal I’d not seen in over 2 years. She made nice with a new ‘regular’ which was sweet. I’d brought some treats: Congo Bars and Eggplant dip. Both went over well. So well, in fact that a very comely lad made some mouth noises about wanting to marry me. Since I am saving myself for Racer X, I had to decline his offer, but it was nice to get a little hug and a peck on the cheek every time I passed by him. (which was often)

In retrospect, the old me–the Mayor of Makeout City, would have taken that lad aside and given him a good workin’ over. He was younger, he was cute and he was well built. He also smelled like freshly laundered clothes. Yummy. Am I maturing or was I just having too much fun with Claude? Who knows? All I know is the weather IS here and gosh darn it, you ARE beautiful. I’m glad that I went out for once. I’ve started to wonder if I wasn’t becoming a bit of a hermit. Glad to know I’ve still got the tractor beam working and my social skills, meager as they are, still rock the school.

A shout out to my pretzel muse. Good seein’ ya. No worries regarding the ‘incident’. Sorry if I dropped the hammer on ya. The hammer of justice was dropped on the dork, so it’s all groovy.

Keep on truckin’ kids. Life’s pretty groovy as far as I can tell.

Pfunk’s on Pay Per Post

Tuesday, September 18th, 2007

Wow, that was a lot of aliteration by beautiful bloggers pursuing pay per post profits. Yeah, it’s late (gotta get on home–hope you remember that Ricky Nelson chestnut) and I was on the phone with my pal and guess what? Pay Per Post offered me an opportunity to blog about their service.

Nice job, eh? What IS PayPerPost? It’s a way to make money blogging.
Well, here’s the deal: advertisers pay you to write about their products or services. This is a good thing, my friends. Pfunk could use the cash. My good friend Angie got me started and I can’t thank her enough. It’s really been therapeutic.

Thing is: I would be blabbin’ at you anyway, so I might as well get paid for it, right?

It’s fairly simple to do, really. You create a blog, you establish a page rank(which I don’t really have, but I guess they like me for some reason) and you sign up on their website…and voila! You’ve got yourself some money.
You won’t need that numbered account offshore any time soon, but it’s a start.

If you’re a new blogger and you’ve had some idea that you want to start getting paid for your crabbin’ or rantin’ or ravin’ or…whatever, check out payperpost. So far, I’m a believer.

So check it out when you have the chance. You might be able to buy that extra home in the Adirondacks you’ve been dreaming about. Or at least an extra pack of underpants.

Is it autumn in New York?

Monday, September 17th, 2007

Feels like the fall is taking over here in the Big Onion. I am in heaven. Me no likee the heat of the summer months. Sweaters and penny loafers for me, lemme tell ya. Yeah, I think I channel Nancy Drew or at the very least Katharine Hepburn circa 1946. Sweater sets, pencil skirts and penny loafers? Yeah…not really.

Anyway, the air is crisp and I am NOT  schvitzing like a pig so things are groovy.  I’ve really got nothing else to report other than I hope you guys are out there enjoying the day. I hope your day is realtively trouble free.

Keep good thoughts for yourself, ya know? It’s okay to pray for yourself. It’s completely valid to feel selfish sometimes. Constructive selfishness is A-ok.

Take care of yourself so you can take care of others….

Be swell.

My brain and why it’s about to explode

Friday, September 14th, 2007

This story is killing me and I’m quite surprised I’ve not blogged about it until now.

There’s a small town in Louisiana called Jena. In this small community, on a small high school campus there were some students. One of the students, a black kid, asked the principal if he could sit in the shade under a tree that was commonly used by the white students. The year? 2006. He ASKED PERMISSION TO SIT UNDER A TREE.

The town is segregated. Still, the principal told the student that he could sit where he liked, so the student enjoyed the shade that day with his friends. The next day there were three nooses hanging from it–school colors, mind you. The principal recommended expulsion but the superintendent overruled that saying that it was just ‘a youthful stunt’.

Yeah, a stunt that smacked of images of the Klan, a very real presence in the U.S. even in the northeast. Connecticut has a huge presence there. Betcha didn’t know that.

Well, the black students organized a sit in-right under that same tree. The ‘white’ tree. As you can imagine, racial tensions were high.  In December of that year, a white student who had allegedly been taunting some black students got into a fight. He was defending the hilarious hijinx of his white classmates. He was subsequently taken to the hospital and treated for his injuries and released that same day. It’s reported that he attended a social gathering that evening.

Here’s the good part: six black students were charged with attempted second degree murder. That’s right. This was no ‘youthful stunt’. This was a murderous rage exhibited by savages. Yep. Murder.

They were expelled from school. The six kids charged were: 17-year-old Robert Bailey Junior.Bail: $138,000; 17-year-old Theo Shaw - bail $130,000; 18-year-old Carwin Jones–bail $100,000; 17-year-old Bryant Purvis–bail $70,000; 16 year old Mychal Bell, a sophomore in high school who was charged as an ADULT,mind you and for whom bail was set at $90,000.

Oh, it gets better: (this bit is from the NAACP website article)

“On the morning of the trial, the District Attorney reduced the charges from attempted second degree murder to second degree aggravated battery and conspiracy. Aggravated battery in Louisiana law demands the attack be with a dangerous weapon. The prosecutor was allowed to argue to the jury that the tennis shoes worn by Bell could be considered a dangerous weapon.

When the pool of potential jurors was summoned, fifty people appeared, all white. The jury deliberated for less than three hours and found Mychal Bell guilty on the maximum possible charges of aggravated second degree battery and conspiracy. He originally faced a maximum of 22 years in prison.

On September 4, 2007, the District Court granted Bell’s Motion in Arrest of Judgement as to the Conspiracy charge. Now, Bell faces a maximum of 15 years in jail, instead of 22 years. The rest of the Jena 6 await similar trials. Theodore Shaw and Carwin Jones are scheduled for trial on January 28, 2007. Mychal Bell is scheduled to be sentenced on September 20, 2007.”

Unbelievable, isn’t it? In this day and age.

That a kid had to ask permission to sit under a tree. That the kids who hung three nooses were just given  a slap on the wrist. That now, six kids will be railroaded just like the Scotsboro boys. Unbelievable. And here we are, watching the VMAs, commenting on Britney’s horrible performance.

Here we are, complaining about our lives. Here we are. Doing absofuckinglutely NOTHING.

I’m steamed, people. Those young men are YOUR sons, brothers, nephews. I don’t want that strange fruit hanging from any tree. Please sign the petition.

Please show that you have some humanity left at long last.

http://www.naacp.org/get-involved/activism/alerts/110aa-2007-7-20/index.htm

Entertainment? Tonight?

Friday, September 14th, 2007

I dont’ know about you folks, but I am really getting tired of hearing about Britney, Paris, Nicole, Lindsay and all the rest. Even mentioning them in this blog is giving them attention.

That makes me nutty. Remember when we actually got NEWS when we tuned in? Now, the 15 minutes of fame people ARE the news. We didn’t get the constant barrage of celebrity information when I was growing up. You only got the Rona Barrett report and that was blessedly brief. Usually involved Zsa Zsa Gabor. SHE was the Paris Hilton of my day (sorta) and she had the decency to keep her panties on. She just married a lot. Gotta respect that. No talent to speak of, but we never saw photos of her vagina or video of her engaging in a sexual encounter. The thing is, WE are creating the market by purchasing tabloids and tuning in to every entertainment news outlet we can get our grubby little hands on.
We have so many blogs and websites devoted to entertainment gossip that I am convinced that I know entirely too much about Angelina Jolie. I don’t even read them, but I feel as though I’m contributing somehow by just seeing them. It’s my feeling that we’ve got to cry ‘Uncle’ soon or I’m going to become the tabloid sniper.
What happened to private lives being private? I do NOT want to know why Nicole is so skinny. I don’t care. I’ve got rent to pay.

Paris Hilton’s jail time that never was? Sweet mother of heaven! Who cares?
I heartily pray that after each news soundbite the reporter will say: And for the record, I couldn’t care less. Wait–nope. I really couldn’t. Back to you, Mary!

What if we all wrote in and said: We don’t care. We. Just. Don’t. Care.

It doesn’t make me feel better to know that some starlet has a substance abuse problem due to the fact that she’s the chief breadwinner in her family and that precludes sound parenting. It saddens me.

I don’t delight in the misery of some undereducated songstress who makes horrible choices for herself and her children; I want to get her home number and tell her to bunk with me for a little while until she can get her head on straight. And I want to wash her mouth out with soap. And get her to some parenting classes.

Foolosophy is about being forgiving and lending a hand when it’s needed. It’s about loving well and often. It’s not about being a sin voyeur, ya know?
I can’t point a finger at someone, man. All I can do is pray that these poor kids make it home okay.

Chances are, they won’t. So, I’ve gotta take a break from television for a time. I can’t bring myself to make fun of them anymore. What if it was one of my kids in this kind of trouble?
I would want compassion offered them.  It doesn’t matter if these kids are wealthy and famous. They are in trouble. They’re rudderless and guess what? Our derision isn’t helpful.

It’s not entertaining.
Poor kids. I really DO hope they make it home okay.

Awww, golly

Thursday, September 13th, 2007

Well gang…looks like my kid has finally gotten a job!
Dude is over the  moon and really making the right decisions. He realizes he’s got choices and he’s aware that there are always options.

Amazing to know that your words sink in after a time. Thanks for sending out the good vibes. They’re working and they’re appreciated.

So, here’s to Tristan. Employed, emboldened and embracing the positive side of life.

Time for me to have a cocktail!

No, I can’t. It’s the new year.

L’shana Tova to my Jewish pals and may the new year bring more love, success and joy to all.