Love Hurts (If You Let It)
In case you’re a little behind on the gossip rags… the night before the Grammy’s, singers Chris Brown and girlfriend Rihanna got into a squabble resulting in both of them backing out of scheduled performances at the ceremony. A few days later, the photo on the left was leaked showing that Rihanna suffered facial injuries in the incident.
A month later comes word that Rihanna and Chris are back together.
WHAT????
It sounds like Chris was one right hook shy of knocking some sense into her. While I’d probably be out the door if a guy even yelled at me, I sort of understand why a middle-aged woman with three kids who thinks she has no place to go might tolerate some abuse. But Rihanna is a young, beautiful, successful woman. Doesn’t she have family or people on her payroll whose job it is to keep her away from her young O.J.-in-training?
Apparently not because I just read this quote from her dad: “I will be supportive. If that’s the road she wants to choose, I’m behind her.” He’s going to be behind her? Well, I suppose that’s safer than standing in front of her and having to take the blows himself. I think it’s pretty obvious which side of the family she gets her judgment from. I wonder if he actually said that or if the tabloids simply pulled that quote from a Magic 8 ball that with a harder shake could have just as easily come up with, “The outlook isn’t good.” I just find it hard to believe any father would be “supportive” of a situation that leaves his daughter with a fat, bloodied lip (come to think of it, for the right price from the National Enquirer, my dad would probably do it himself).
I hope for Rihanna’s sake that she merely met with Chris and that it wasn’t a reconciliation. But if it was, perhaps Cover Girl will take advantage of her spokesmodel contract to introduce their new “Battered and Beautiful” line of concealers.
Oscar Roundup ’09
For the first time in eight years, I watched the Academy Awards live from a vantage point away from the Kodak Theatre. And now I remember why so many attendees spend most of the night at the bar– that is one boring show. Some thoughts on the Oscars:
– Judging by Reese Witherspoon’s black eyes and ragged dress, it appears that Chris Brown already has a new girlfriend.
–I wonder who wore the sheet with the higher thread count: Jessica Biel or Tilda Swinton. I hope they were smart enough to bring along the matching pillows to use during the terminally long telecast.
–Halle Berry, on the other hand, knows the Oscars is not a time for comfort and, as always, was the best dressed.
–Jennifer Aniston gets her big moment in the spotlight at the Academy Awards introducing a clip and the camera cuts to Angelina Jolie. I’m starting to wonder if Aniston gave everybody in Hollywood Herpes and that’s why they all seem to hate her so much.
–I loved it when Steve Martin stopped in the middle of introducing a clip and randomly said to Tina Fey, “DON’T…fall in love with me.”
–I also got a kick out of Ben Stiller’s impersonation of Joaquin Phoenix’s recent whackjob appearance on David Letterman. I was a little surprised there weren’t any Christian Bale references.
–The Japanese Oscar recipients gave the most entertaining acceptance speeches of the night. It’s about time somebody gave Mr. Roboto his props.
–After hearing so many winners talk about growing up in foreign countries never imagining they’d one day come to the United States and win an Oscar, I wondered if any American kids will one day realize their dream of answering tech support calls in India.
–Let me get this straight, Sean Penn can joke, “”You commie, homo-loving, sons of guns,” and not get bleeped but if somebody utters a friendly “Fuckin’ A this rules,” 10 guys are jumping for the censor button? Not that I have a problem with Penn’s comment, I’ll just never understand our society’s stupid animosity toward four letter words. I was bummed to miss the Mickey Rourke freak show but I liked Penn’s speech. There’s something particularly hot about a straight man speaking passionately in support of gay rights.
Oscar Picks ’09
I had a change of plans and won’t be returning to the Oscars this year but I did watch all of the Best Picture nominees (clocking in at a total of almost 11 hours) so of course I have to weigh in. I haven’t given away any spoilers so it’s safe to read if you haven’t seen the films.
Slumdog Millionaire: Since I tend to be disappointed by films with too much hype, I decided to start with the favorite just to get it out of the way. The story unfolds like a grim Forrest Gump, in which the extraordinary events of a young man’s past provide him with the answers on the Indian version of Who Wants To Be A Millionaire. Two hours later the credits roll with a strange little dance number (which, odd as it was, managed to be infinitely more entertaining than the horrific singing and dancing in the worst movie I saw all year, Mama Mia).
My philosophy is that the Best Picture stands alone, that without seeing any other films you know that’s the Best Picture. Occasionally there are two films in a year that deserve that honor, other years there are none. And it didn’t take long to realize this was the Best Picture of 2008. It’s a moving story that’s so well done I can’t even make my usual snarky comments. Go see it.
Frost/Nixon: Next up on my movie schedule was Frost/Nixon, which depicts the long interviews David Frost conducted with Richard Nixon after he left office in disgrace. Oops– I just gave away all the good parts. A movie about two dudes talking is just as riveting as it sounds and I have no idea how this ended up as a Best Picture nominee. The only thing that kept my attention was hoping that on one of his entries into the interview house, Nixon would be shot by someone on the grassy knoll who would put an end to the misery. I would have liked for this nomination to have been replaced by the clever indie, In Bruges.
The Curious Case of Benjamin Button: I’d heard plenty of cracks about how long and boring this movie is and when I saw the 2:43 run time, I was prepared for a snoozefest. If I’d seen it in a theatre I’d probably agree with the critics but I had a screener so I was able to watch it in chunks and I thought it was great. This is a Best Picture. It’s a shame it wasn’t a contender in last year’s weak race because I’m sure it would have won but I think Slumdog Millionaire is slightly superior and should take the Oscar.
The movie is about a man who ages backwards– the same premise that was attempted over 20 years ago when Mork and Mindy gave birth to a bouncing baby Jonathan Winters. This time around there are fewer rainbow suspenders and old men in diapers to ruin the story. My only real criticism of the movie is that toward the end, Button’s mind/body correlation seem to get confused and I don’t think it properly shows someone with a lifetime of experience trapped in a child’s body. Brad Pitt’s Best Actor nomination was a given for whoever played the part and since he didn’t do anything spectacular with the role, I think he’ll just have to settle for the Best Looking Couple Lifetime Achievement Award to be shared with Angelina.
Milk: After the beating the gay movement took in the elections, I’m GLAAD to see a gay-themed movie in the running for Best Picture but unfortunately this doesn’t have the chops to win. It’s the story of Harvey Milk, the first openly gay man elected to public office in California, who was later (as opposed to previously) murdered. It’s interesting to know his story but I probably could have gleaned just as much insight and entertainment value from reading his Wikipedia page in five minutes as I did in watching the two hour film. Sean Penn does a good job as Milk and his Best Actor nomination is deserved but, without having seen The Wrestler, I’d still give the award to Mickey Rourke as a consolation for the facial disfigurement he suffered in an attempt to resurrect his career. Plus I suspect Rourke’s acceptance speech will be the most entertaining part of the Oscar telecast and I always have to root for the train wreck.
The Reader: Last up was The Reader. Kate Winslet stars as every teenage boy’s fantasy: a loose older woman who’s unencumbered by moral boundaries and that annoying edumecation stuff like reading (though, depending on some guys’ folicle preferences, they might wish she knew how to read the words “Mach III”). It’s a pretty good flick that I’d rate third among the nominees (after Slumdog and Button). Winslet is the favorite to win Best Actress but I’m not sold on her performance because I’m not sure if I was supposed to sympathize with her character or not. Is she a Nazi war criminal with a heart of gold? Or is she a sexual predator with a heart of gold? In fact, I’m not even certain she has a heart of gold but her nipples do make cameo appearances in almost every scene and I’m sure the male members of the Academy will want to see that rewarded so I expect her to take the prize.
AI Tunes
Every May when the winner of American Idol is announced, I swear it’s the last season I’ll watch this piece of garbage. Then January rolls around and it somehow ropes me back in. I lose a part of my soul with every season and I fear that if I keep watching, by season 12 I’ll be laughing at prop comics and attending Celine Dion concerts with a fanny pack around my waist.
This year, the show is back with a fourth judge, Kara Dioguardi, whose name Simon still can’t pronounce correctly. I’m used to people butchering my name and I rarely correct them but I think if I had 30+ million people watching I’d want my co-workers to get it right. She needs to use a mnemonic system to help him with it. I go with “Renée with a J,” which usually seems to help and I think she should go with “I don’t Karabout British douchebags who can’t pronounce my name.” She had no qualms about sticking up for herself when she felt threatened by Bikini Girl, even going so far as to prove her singing skills. I was embarrassed for her that she felt she needed to do that and I was amused that Bikini Girl wasn’t the slightest bit impressed, which clearly riled Kara. A fourth judge really isn’t necessary but at least she brings something to the show that Paula doesn’t: coherence.
Last night the top 36 were revealed and here are just a few comments on the selections:
Best decision by the judges: Keeping Norman and Tatiana. Norman is the guy who does the Richard Simmons type character, a choice that could have seemed painfully derivative but he keeps it just subtle enough to be funny. Then there’s Tatiana who is the epitome of the term “hot mess.” I loved it when Simon said to her, “Just try for a moment not to be annoying,” which is impossible for her to do. She’s a complete nightmare and both she and Norman will infuriate the uber fans who take this show way too seriously but they’re sheer entertainment so of course I hope they both go far.
Worst decision by the judges: Sending home the black guy who’s best friends with the dude whose wife died. I thought he was one of the best in the competition and should have gone forward.
Most predictable decision by the judges: Keeping the sweet blind dude. The guy is a good singer but not nearly as good as some of the rejects and his position probably should have gone to the guy above. I just hope Simon won’t pull any punches with him. That means he needs to rip him on his style and his bug-eyed stare like he would anybody else. Fair is fair.
How They Found Me
In my last post, I mentioned some unusual search terms people have used to find my blog and today comes one that’s a rainbow of fruit flavors: “using skittles for anal sex.” What I find particularly amusing is the fact that my blog isn’t the sole result, in fact, it isn’t even the first result. It is 10th out of over 32,000 results. People are freaks. And just to absolve myself of some of that freakishness by putting the usage in proper context within my blog, the terms were used (separately) in response to a bizarre Sharon Stone quote that I commented on here: “Things That Make You Go…Hummer.”
25 Random Things About Me
There’s this chain letter type of thing going around on Facebook for which you’re supposed to write 25 random facts about yourself then tag 25 friends and make them do the same. It’s not exactly a chain letter because it doesn’t say you’re going to die or end up at the bottom of a Ponzi scheme or anything like that but people are spreading it nonetheless. I opted out of tagging 25 people and just tagged the people who tagged me and a couple others I felt like annoying. But since I’ve been such a horrendous blogger lately I decided to copy and paste it here as well. Some of this may be repetitious to anybody who’s read my blog for awhile but I was too lazy to think up new stuff.
25 Random Things About Me
1. I forged a check to the school cafeteria at age 6. I filled it out perfectly but got caught because I used a pencil and I printed the whole thing, including my dad’s signature.
2. I jumped out of a moving car at age 7.
3. I twirl my pasta counterclockwise. The only other rightie I’ve encountered who twirls in that direction is my twin brother.
4. Even though I twirl pasta with my right hand, I eat almost everything else holding the fork in my left hand. I started doing that many years ago when I realized how inefficient it was to keep swapping hands every time I had to use a knife.
5. I can raise my left eyebrow but not my right.
6. I have a fairly large birthmark on my right thigh that was dubbed my strawberry because that’s exactly what it looked like when I was a child. But it tasted like chicken.
7. I have AB negative blood, as do my three siblings and my mom. My “dad” insists he has O positive blood, which is why I have to put the air quotes around “dad.”
8. I had a World of Warcraft addiction for awhile, which I think is illegal if you’re not a 17-year-old boy. Even worse, I had the most juvenile character names including Fugly, Sup, Warrihore, Whorlock and my priest, Holyshiite (and yes, I returned to WOW briefly with the recent release of Wrath of the Lich King because I had to rock that new Hero class). For the Alliance!
9. In 8th grade, I screamed in a silent classroom just because I’d always wanted to do it. I suspect my complete and utter unpopularity in high school had something to do with that.
10. As a teen, I was an active member of Rainbow Girls in which I served as a Grand Officer and wore big frilly hoop dresses and hairpieces. I’ll have to post some photos just to freak out the people who know me today.
11. When I wasn’t doing charity work with Rainbow, I was cruising the bars with the fake ID I obtained at age 18.
12. In the second semester of my senior year in high school I had over 20 absences in every class but managed to get 5 A’s and 1 B. The lone B was in English (go figure), which was first period where I had over 30 absences (and where my diligent twin just shrugged his shoulders every time the teacher asked where I was). Public schools discriminate against night owls with believable fake ID’s.
13. I’m a very active sleeper—I walk and talk. It seems to be getting worse as I’ve had a few occasions recently when I was all the way to my front door before I came around.
14. I’m shrinking. I was 5’10” from the age of 13 but on a doctor’s visit a couple years ago, I learned I’m now 5’9 ¼. ” It’s possible that extra height was just from the Aqua Net I used in the ’80s.
15. My website/blog is Google’s top result for the search terms “Jenée” and “people are idiots.” Other interesting search term positions: “idiots” (45th), “people are” (6th), “comedian” (82nd), “GUYnecologist” (3rd), “palin turkey killer” (9th), “hummer blow jobs” (9th), “amish singles” (3rd), “girl blows donkey” (2nd), “girl vomiting video” (8th). Yeah, it’s a classy blog.
16. I hate talking on the phone, particularly with strangers—it borders on a phobia. Sometimes it will take me a couple days just to listen to voice mail messages.
17. I can type 70+ wpm but can only text about 3 wpm. On top of that, I’m compelled to proofread my texts for proper spelling and grammar so it’s not the speediest communication method for me.
18. I’ve been to the Academy Awards five of the last six years and will be back again this year. And I’ll keep going back until I finally have my Clooney moment at the bar. Then I can die.
19. My mantra, “serenity now,” comes from Frank Costanza on Seinfeld. Whenever I’m injured or stressed, I repeat this over and over like Rainman.
20. My favorite food is movie theatre popcorn (with butter flavoring, which is actually yummier than real butter) even after living on it for a year when I worked at a movie theatre as a teenager. It’s been three years since I’ve seen a movie in a theatre so I’ve been missing out on my favorite food for quite awhile.
21. I enjoy long road trips by myself except in states that recently implemented photo speed enforcement because I can’t talk my way out of a ticket that arrives three weeks later. Arizona’s cheap gas prices don’t do much to offset a $181 ticket.
22. I lost 10 pounds over the last four months just by switching from 7-11’s French Vanilla Cappuccinos to McDonald’s Sugar Free Vanilla Iced Coffees (so don’t be hatin’ on the Golden Arches).
23. I can recite the Gettysburg Address in less than 40 seconds.
24. I’ve been fired from four jobs. Insubordination is a common theme in my work history. Actually, it’s apparent that it’s a common theme in all areas of my life.
25. And now that I’ve listed 24 “who the fuck cares?” facts about me, here are some semi-interesting ones that I won’t go into detail about because I’m a bitch like that: I was chased by a rampaging elephant on the streets of Honolulu. I had to call the cops on a tv star who was smoking crack in my living room. I was 86’d from Hollywood’s Sky Bar for jumping in the pool during club hours. I spray painted my name on an actual bomb in South Korea. I supported myself through college getting paid to drink (and believe it or not, I’m still not an alcoholic but I try). I fired a semi-automatic weapon and drove a Humvee in Afghanistan. I got to work the croupier stick at Caesar’s Palace. I followed Andrew Dice Clay my second time ever doing standup. I completed a list of 25 facts about myself.
That’s Comedy, By George
When George W. Bush leaves office in two weeks, the world may be better off but the comedy world will suffer a real loss. Here, from David Letterman, are 10 reasons to miss this guy:
Gingerbread House Foreclosure
My poor nephew Zach. Last year he stumbled upon a video of Santa being shot on Christmas Eve, and here he is discovering that his gingerbread house has gone into foreclosure. I fear if Santa doesn’t get him that Playstation he’s dying for, the only bailout he’ll need is from jail.
Here’s wishing everybody a Mele Kalikimaka!
Joe The Turkey Killer
This video of Sarah Palin presiding over a turkey pardoning is all over the place today but here it is for anybody who hasn’t seen it. Right around the two minute mark, the contrast between Palin’s words and the action behind her is priceless. You know the folks at Saturday Night Live are crying over the fact that this video didn’t come out before the election. Joe the Turkey Killer is way more entertaining than Joe the Plumber.
I Really Need To Grow Up
I was reading through a travel journal I kept on a trip around the country my family took when I was 10 and thought I’d share a few excerpts:
“We went to McDonald’s for breakfast. I had hotcakes & sausage.”
“We went to a nearby KOA campground to their drug store and I got a lot of comics.”
“The Grand Canyon was beautiful. The shades of rock were pretty colors. The length could make you sick.”
“The Petrified Forest was nothing like we expected. All it was was wood everywhere, no forest or trees.”
“We were right next to a waterslide. We went on it for an hour. I somehow always ended up going backwards. When we were supposed to get out I kept going for a 1/2 hour. I could’ve gone longer but I figured I better get home.”
“The arcade was gnarly. Today I got 2 or 3 free pinball games. Lucky me.”
“I got over 100,000 on a soccer pinball game. I also got 3 free games to play. I’m having a lucky streak.”
“The pool had a slide and diving board. The game room was gnarly.”
“We were all getting a bit cranky. While everyone set up, John and I had to stay in the car. What a bummer.” (Note: for the life of me, I can’t figure out why that was a bummer).
“The other day I played the funniest joke on Jodi…”
“John met 3 friends, 2 were total babes.”
All the identification information was filled in except for my weight and I abandoned the journal after just two weeks. Basically, what I learned from reading this and checking out the pictures is that, other than declaring myself a Christian and showing some maternal instincts in keeping my first smurf warm while I froze my ass off on top of the Empire State Building, I haven’t changed all that much since I was 10.
A Bittersweet Election
I never thought I’d ever take as much of an interest in an election as I did this one and I never imagined that the outcome would move me to tears but I did get a bit misty-eyed last night. First I experienced tears of joy listening to the inspiring acceptance speech of a President-elect I truly believe will improve the quality of life for the majority in this country and will improve our standing on the international stage (fortunately, my curiosity over who was the white guy Oprah was hanging all over prevented me from being a total blubbering idiot). And I was thoroughly warmed to know that the American voters have progressed to the point of accepting a black person as Commander in Chief. The cheers I heard on the streets all night were beyond anything I’ve heard even on Superbowl Sunday. How cool is that for a political election? Obama’s victory confirmed that the American dream is alive and well for everybody (even if it’s only worth a fraction of what the Chinese dream is worth).
But unfortunately I later learned that people haven’t made as much progress as I thought so the American dream isn’t alive for everybody. I shed a few tears of sadness when it was certain that gay marriage bans passed in all 11 states where they were on the ballots, reminding me that a lot of ignorance and hatred still exists. It was particularly disappointing that Prop 8 passed in California, where I thought people were more tolerant of alternative lifestyles. I guess I should look on the positive side that 4.76 million people in the state voted in support of equal rights for everybody and that I’m not aware of a single friend who voted against that.
There was further disappointment when I learned the decriminalization of prostitution was shot down in San Francisco. It’s not like I’m a big proponent of sex-for-hire, it’s more an issue of logic to me. However, I was pleased to hear about some progress in a few states:
- Marijuana reforms passed in Massachusetts and Michigan (I’m all for legalizing and taxing pot as I am for prostitution).
- Washington became the second state to approve physician-assisted suicide. I have the horrible suspicion I’m going to live a long life and that all the crap I’ve done to my body will catch up with me so I’d like to know I have a few options when I think the party’s over.
- Nebraska voters approved a ban on race- and gender-based affirmative action. I don’t support preferential treatment based on gender or race any more than I support discrimination.
My disposition was improved throughout the night by watching Fox News and hearing anchor after anchor come up with ridiculous excuses as to why Obama won– that station is pure comedy, which is why it’s always my news channel of choice the three times a year when I actually turn on tv news. I have faith that Obama will prove his detractors wrong and live up to his hype and that he’ll be able to convince the countless moronic McCain supporters who still think he’s a Muslim, Socialist, terrorist-lovin’ Arab that he’s in fact what he says he is. And I predict that Obama will go down as the greatest President of my lifetime.
So I’d just like to say to President-elect Barack Obama: dude, don’t fuck this up.
Barack The Vote
NO on 4.
NO NO NO on 8 (don’t even come back to my site if you vote “yes”).
YES YES YES OMIGOD I’M COMING on Obama.
Do it. And get your free cup of coffee from Starbucks on the way home.
Election ‘08: The Issues
As promised in my last post, here are some of the issues surrounding this election that I wanted to discuss:
Republicans vs. Democrats- I recently had the epiphany that the Republican party is all very ME, ME, ME oriented. It’s all about “what *I* want” or how policies “will affect ME.” The Republican stance is that if they don’t like something, they don’t want anybody else to do it either. I don’t think that’s a sound attitude for our nation. I don’t like abortion (and I’m the first to encourage people to double up on birth control methods to avoid it) but I support other people’s right to choose. I despise organized religion but I support other people’s choice to worship in peace. There’s no smart reason to keep a gun in the home but I support people’s right to do so. Then there’s the hypocrisy of the party. Republicans deride Democrats for wasting money providing assistance to the less fortunate but when wealthier homeowners are in a bit of trouble, they’ve got no problem dropping $700 billion to help. Sometimes it’s best to set aside selfish desires for the greater good and the Republican stance just doesn’t do that.
Obama’s race- Everybody talks about the fact that Obama would be the first black president but I’ve yet to hear anybody mention that he would also be the 44th white president. And the dude is actually pretty white– that photo above only took me about two minutes to make because it didn’t require much color matching. He’s as white as I am. I definitely like the fact that he’s more black than other president before, I just think it’s a bit of a slight to the white mother and grandparents who raised him to ignore the fact that he’s just as much white as he is black.
Taxes- I used to believe that everybody should pay the same percentage in taxes but in the last year I’ve changed my stance on this. I realized that everybody has the same number of hours in a week and that the person earning $1 million per year isn’t necessarily working any harder than the person earning $30 thousand per year. I believe there’s a certain amount of luck that comes with earning a massive salary and that the phrase “it takes money to make money” is very true. We’re turning into a nation without a middle class and that needs to change. If I were rolling in more than $250 thousand per year, I wouldn’t have a problem paying a larger share so I’m quite happy to endorse Obama’s tax plan.
Health care- The one area I actually agree with McCain on is that insurance benefits provided by an employer should be taxed. Why not? An individual who pays for insurance is buying it with money that’s already been taxed so why shouldn’t insurance that’s paid for by a person’s company also be taxed? But beyond that, I think Obama’s plan for overhauling the health insurance industry is significantly better than McCain’s.
Music choices- After McCain was slapped with a lawsuit by Jackson Browne for the unauthorized use of one of his songs in a campaign ad, FOUR more artists (Heart, John Mellencamp, Survivor and Bon Jovi) have requested the McCain campaign stop using their songs. Aren’t there any Republican musicians willing to contribute their songs for McCain’s campaign??? Maybe they can make a remix of Elisabeth Hasselbeck’s screeching and make that the campaign song. I know McCain isn’t involved in song selection but it doesn’t say much for his management skills when he continues to employ whomever it is that repeatedly disrespects artists in this manner.
Dirty campaigning- It’s all so juvenile and I suspect that the people who really buy into the attacks are already in strong support of one side or the other so what’s the point? First there were the accusations that Obama is Muslim. So what if he was? We live in a nation where people believe the freedom to practice their own religion should be respected– as long as that religion is Christian. Fuck all the hypocrites who feel that way. Then there’s the silly William Ayers stuff. Should a candidate really be judged by some loose company he keeps? If Obama is guilty of palling around with terrorists, isn’t McCain guilty of palling around with a guy who pals around with terrorists? And as members of Congress, aren’t they both guilty of palling around with crooks, liars and cheats? I’d like to see the Obama camp spin the issue in their favor. After all, isn’t a Commander and Chief who can work with terrorists to organize charity events a good thing? As for Sarah Palin spending $150,000 on wardrobe and $22,000 for two weeks of makeup, that shouldn’t come as any surprise. It takes A LOT of lipstick to make a pit bull camera ready.
Hillary supporters siding with McCain- When I first heard about all the Hillary supporters who said they were going to vote for McCain out of spite to Obama for not choosing Hillary as his running mate, I realized they aren’t really Hillary supporters, they’re vagina supporters and it almost made me wish women were never given the right to vote. People who are voting for McCain for no other reason than the fact that there’s a woman on the ticket are no better than KKK members who will vote for McCain for no other reason than he’s white. It’s just icky and backward to me.
Some regional issues:
Proposition 8- Anybody who’s read my blog for any length of time knows that I’m a strong advocate for gay rights, mostly because it’s really the last form of bigotry in this country that’s not only tolerated, it’s encouraged by many top leaders. This is the California initiative to amend the constitution to define marriage as being between a man and a woman thus nullifying all the recent gay marriages. The proponents have resorted to scare tactics like saying that if Prop 8 is shot down, kids will be taught about gay marriage in schools, as if anything having to do with marriage (gay or otherwise) would suddenly be added to the curriculum. Give me a break. I beg all California residents to vote No on H8.
Proposition K- This is a San Francisco measure that would decriminalize prostitution making San Francisco the first major city in the U.S. to do so. It’s expected to save the city $11 million each year that’s spent arresting hookers. Prostitution is never going away and it’s time to wise up and legalize it, regulate it and, most importantly, TAX IT. Decriminalization is a good first step toward that so I hope folks in the SF area will support this.
