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Archive for Deborah Lipp
Impeachment should not be off the table
I’m inspired by mealy-mouthed, weak-willed Nancy Pelosi as well as by Shakespeare’s Sister’s conversation with Evan Bayh, whose hat is hovering over the Presidential ring in a pre-tossed state.
Shakes asked Bayh about Pelosi and didn’t get a progressive-heart-warming answer:
He went on to say that the American people didn’t like it when the Republican Congress went after Clinton when they should have been paying attention to jobs and the economy and shit, and there was a backlash, and the Dems won seats during midterms—and if the Dems tried to impeach Bush, the same thing would happen, because it would be viewed as motivated by a vendetta.
Wrong! Wrong! Wrong!
Let’s compare. » Read more..
Sex is sacred. Therefore, have some.
Why is sex the only sacred thing that conservatives want you to do less?
Per Amanda, I learn that whacko nutjob freakazoid Dawn Eden wants sex to stay “a great mystery” (read: “about which you are uneducated”). Of course, she also doesn’t want you to have “casual” sex, or sex outside marriage, or sex with contraception, or sex in certain positions, or using certain parts, and certainly not using the same parts for both partners, and definitely not having more than one partner, and no the frick way having less than one partner, and not with devices and not during your period and probably if you’re a woman you also shouldn’t come.
So here’s the thing. We’re told that prayer is sacred, and so Christians pray often, every chance they get, in many different contexts. We’re told going to church is sacred, so Christians go often. Catholics especially just pop on by the big pretty building to light an extra candle. We’re told that giving charity is sacred, and so religious people of all stripes should give more, and more often. We’re told sex is sacred, and so we should…not have sex?
As they say on Sesame Street, one of these things is not like the other. » Read more..
Not acceptable
My sister just wrote the most amazing blog about being a fat woman that maybe I’ve ever read.
Mandisa, American Idol contestant, a big beautiful woman (genuinely big, genuinely beautiful) was told by Paula Abdul that she has a beautiful face. Let’s finish that sentence… ‘despite how fat you are’ or, the perennial favorite, ‘if only you would lose weight’. And Mandisa did not know enough, I assert, to find that comment insulting. Katharine McPhee is told every week how beautiful she looks. Not her face, but her.
Read the whole thing.
Update: Link corrected.
Important Notice to my loyal commentators
I think that if you register you will never get held up in moderation. (You would have to login whenever you visit or check the Remember Me box. Which was an epiosde of Star Trek: The Next Generation. But I digress.)
Anyway, please experiment with this. Because I will be away for a week and you wouldn’t want to be hung out to dry that long, now would you?
It’s all over. My crest, she falls.
It’s gone. The embarrassment of riches is gone.
In a wave of optimism, I had scheduled about five movies to record, and I have now cancelled them, alas. No Terminal for me.
What Kind of Coffee Are You?
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You Are an Espresso |
 At your best, you are: straight shooting, ambitious, and energetic At your worst, you are: anxious and high strung You drink coffee when: anytime you’re not sleeping Your caffeine addiction level: high |
You Are My Everything
I was reading this interesting post by Jill of Feministe. She’s talking about the situation that many feminist women find ourselves in, of being in relationships with men who aren’t feminists, or who think they are feminists, but have some seriously sexist blind spots.
[I]n just about every relationship I’ve been in, there have been at least a few feminist falling-outs. They weren’t usually deal-breakers, but they shaped my view of the person that I was with, and they generally just made me feel bad – like there was another reminder that I wasn’t entirely safe, even within my own relationship, and that this person who I cared about and maybe even loved could never really see me or get it.
The thing this got me thinking about was not feminism per se, but relationships, and the huge demands we place on them. » Read more..
Monday Movie Review: Batman Begins
Batman Begins (2005) 5/10
Bruce Wayne (Christian Bale), billionaire son of Gotham, is traumatized by the death of his parents and a bunch of bats. Seeking to fight injustice, he learns to kick ass until he comes to the attention of the League of Shadows. He parts ways with them, though (and not very nicely) and decides to become Batman instead.
Batman Begins is not as bad as Hulk. Beyond that, it deserves very little praise. Both movies put notable directors at the helm of superb casts and magnificent design and create ponderous, self-important, dull affairs. » Read more..
Kid in a candy store
The oddest thing. All of a sudden, I have every premium channel that DirecTV offers. All of them. Every. Channel.
I found out by accident. TiVo lets you set desired movies to auto-record. So if you’ve always wanted to see such-and-such, you just tell it to record it automatically. It’s cool. Anyway, I have a few movies set to auto-record. What happens if they appear on a premium channel is that TiVo will actually tell you it’s going to record, but doesn’t. Or, for fun, it will record 90 minutes of a black screen with the words “to subscribe, go to DirecTV.com.”
So anyway, I saw that Mad Max was set to record on Encore, but I don’t get Encore. Then I saw that it had actually recorded.
I am puzzled.
So I start browsing through channels. I get them all. All. Not just HBO, but all the HBOs, including HBOw (West Coast time). And Cinemax, and Starz, and Encore, and TMC, and Westerns, and Romances and and and and!
Every movie I’ve been wanting to see! Okay, plenty of movies I want to see aren’t showing but I could record FIFTY! This WEEKEND. (Only I don’t have the space on the machine.) But SHIT! I’m overwhelmed, I can’t think what to do. Shit, I could start watching premium shows. I could see Deadwood or the Sopranos or Queer as Folk or anything I want.
Must remember to breathe. Inhale. Exhale. I am Zen with the movies. Breathe.
