Barney Franks -- he nees do "out" Ted Kennedy on National Coming Out Day
Thursday, January 27, 2005
Tuesday, January 25, 2005
IN THE CLEARING STANDS A BOXER
That was just about my most favorite Simon and Garfunkle tune in my growing up years.
But that boxer was a fighter and not the kind I want to talk about today.
The boxer in today's discussion opposes the feminine movement, is a racist, extremely forgetful and has more than adequate reason to file a malpractice suit against the plastic surgeon who performed her latest facelift.
Ladies and gentlemen, allow me to introduce that Democratic Senator from the State of California, Barbara Boxer.
Babs got the senate floor today and she was not about to yield it -- not until she was through Bush Bashing Condelesa Rice, the nominee for Secretary of State to succeed Colin Powel.
Wait a minute, I thought as I began to listen to her. This woman is supposed to be a feminist through and through -- why is she condemning Condy who not only is female but a minority to boot.
As I listened to Babs it became apparent through all her babblings that she did not have a legitimate reason to oppose Dr. Rice -- so it had to be simply because she was a woman and black.
Babs explained that it was President Bush's job to seek the advice and consent of the Senate in naming a nominee -- not hand pick one who would back him on every front.
Seems she had forgotten all about that time eight years ago whe she allowed President Clinton to hand pick one of his henchmen -- Madalyn Albright -- as Secretary of State and then voted for her gleefully.
Silly me -- of course she did. Albright was a white woman.
If you didn't see Senator Boxer on C-Span today you missed a treat.
Babs is 64 (and looks every day of it) and trys to look 25.
Frosted, tosselled hair, turtle neck sweater to hide the wrinkles on the back of her neck, chic brown designed blazer -- and she dutifly kept her hands behind the podium so we would not see the age spots on them. Clearly her mother should have joined Planned Parenthood long before she did.
If this woman is chic, it goes a long way in explaining why most of the men in San Francisco area are queers.
But that boxer was a fighter and not the kind I want to talk about today.
The boxer in today's discussion opposes the feminine movement, is a racist, extremely forgetful and has more than adequate reason to file a malpractice suit against the plastic surgeon who performed her latest facelift.
Ladies and gentlemen, allow me to introduce that Democratic Senator from the State of California, Barbara Boxer.
Babs got the senate floor today and she was not about to yield it -- not until she was through Bush Bashing Condelesa Rice, the nominee for Secretary of State to succeed Colin Powel.
Wait a minute, I thought as I began to listen to her. This woman is supposed to be a feminist through and through -- why is she condemning Condy who not only is female but a minority to boot.
As I listened to Babs it became apparent through all her babblings that she did not have a legitimate reason to oppose Dr. Rice -- so it had to be simply because she was a woman and black.
Babs explained that it was President Bush's job to seek the advice and consent of the Senate in naming a nominee -- not hand pick one who would back him on every front.
Seems she had forgotten all about that time eight years ago whe she allowed President Clinton to hand pick one of his henchmen -- Madalyn Albright -- as Secretary of State and then voted for her gleefully.
Silly me -- of course she did. Albright was a white woman.
If you didn't see Senator Boxer on C-Span today you missed a treat.
Babs is 64 (and looks every day of it) and trys to look 25.
Frosted, tosselled hair, turtle neck sweater to hide the wrinkles on the back of her neck, chic brown designed blazer -- and she dutifly kept her hands behind the podium so we would not see the age spots on them. Clearly her mother should have joined Planned Parenthood long before she did.
If this woman is chic, it goes a long way in explaining why most of the men in San Francisco area are queers.
Thursday, January 06, 2005
TO THE KIDS WHO SURVIVED the 30's 40's, 50's, 60's and 70's
First, we survived being born to mothers who smoked and/or drank while they carried us. They took aspirin, ate blue cheese dressing and didn't get tested for diabetes. Then after that trauma, our baby cribs were covered with bright colored lead-based paints.
We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets and when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets, not to mention, the risks we took hitchhiking. As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags. Riding in the back of a pick up on a warm day was always a special treat.
We drank water from the garden hose and NOT from a bottle. We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle and NO ONE actually died from this. We ate cupcakes, bread and butter and drank soda pop with sugar in it, but we weren't overweight because WE WERE ALWAYS OUTSIDE PLAYING! We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on. No one was able to reach us all day. And we were O.K.
We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then ride down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into the bushes a few times, we learned to solve the problem.
We did not have Playstations, Nintendo's, X-boxes, no video games at all, no 99 channels on cable, no video tape movies, no surround sound, no cell phones, no personal computers, no Internet or Internet chatrooms..........WE HAD FRIENDS and we went outside and found them!
We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and there were no lawsuits from these accidents. We made up games with sticks and tennis balls and ate worms and although we were told it would happen, we did not put out very many eyes, nor did the worms live in us forever. We rode bikes or walked to a friend's house and knocked on the door or rang the bell, or just walked in and talked to them! Little league had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment. Imagine that!!
The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law!
This generation has produced some of the best risk-takers, problemsolvers and inventors ever!The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas. We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned HOWTO DEAL WITH IT ALL!
And YOU are one of them! CONGRATULATIONS!
You might want to share thiswith others who have had the luck to grow up as kids, before the lawyersand the government regulated our lives for our own good. Kind of makes you want to run through the house with scissors, doesn't it?
We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets and when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets, not to mention, the risks we took hitchhiking. As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags. Riding in the back of a pick up on a warm day was always a special treat.
We drank water from the garden hose and NOT from a bottle. We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle and NO ONE actually died from this. We ate cupcakes, bread and butter and drank soda pop with sugar in it, but we weren't overweight because WE WERE ALWAYS OUTSIDE PLAYING! We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on. No one was able to reach us all day. And we were O.K.
We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then ride down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into the bushes a few times, we learned to solve the problem.
We did not have Playstations, Nintendo's, X-boxes, no video games at all, no 99 channels on cable, no video tape movies, no surround sound, no cell phones, no personal computers, no Internet or Internet chatrooms..........WE HAD FRIENDS and we went outside and found them!
We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and there were no lawsuits from these accidents. We made up games with sticks and tennis balls and ate worms and although we were told it would happen, we did not put out very many eyes, nor did the worms live in us forever. We rode bikes or walked to a friend's house and knocked on the door or rang the bell, or just walked in and talked to them! Little league had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment. Imagine that!!
The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law!
This generation has produced some of the best risk-takers, problemsolvers and inventors ever!The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas. We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned HOWTO DEAL WITH IT ALL!
And YOU are one of them! CONGRATULATIONS!
You might want to share thiswith others who have had the luck to grow up as kids, before the lawyersand the government regulated our lives for our own good. Kind of makes you want to run through the house with scissors, doesn't it?
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