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Sunday, January 30, 2005

Amidst crushing poverty, ignorance and toothless smiles, Alabama legislator proposes the one measure to save his state: Ban some books!

In Alabama, Johnny can't read. And neither can his 'special friend,' Joey.

Gerald Allen, a representative in the Alabama state legislature, is squealing like a pig to pass a ban on "the purchase of textbooks or library materials that recognize or promote homosexuality as an acceptable lifestyle."

I'm not for banning books but how about a ban on states like Alabama where racism, discrimination, ignorance and general backward thinking -- in the name of moral values -- are recognized and promoted as acceptable lifestyles?

Said Allen to Guardian writer Gary Taylor:

"Traditional family values are under attack," Allen informs me. They've been under attack "for the last 40 years". The enemy, this time, is not al-Qaida. The axis of evil is "Hollywood, the music industry. We have an obligation to "save society from moral destruction". We have to prevent liberal libarians and trendy teachers from "re-engineering society's fabric in the minds of our children". We have to "protect Alabamians". LINK

Protect Alabamians from critical thinking, culture and that destroyer of minds -- reading.


Should this bill pass this week, Alabama's likely already-barren library shelves -- Allen's targeting any library that receives public funding, so universities, public schools and public libraries -- will contain an even greater dearth of materials.

I mean, they'll have to get rid of things like "Heather Has Two Mommies," in addition to works by Tennessee Williams, Truman Capote, Alice Walker and Joel Schumacher ("The Lost Boys" and "St. Elmo's Fire" gone forever). Allen doesn't mention that removing "The Color Purple" from library shelves not only saves Alabamians from destructive homosexuality but conveniently eliminates a book about blacks, as well.

Will his ban also eliminate subscriptions to newspapers and magazines that write articles about 'dem gays'? Current events must also be part of this evil scourge sweeping society, so maybe Allen will supplant new editions of periodicals with 1950s issues that promote squeaky clean morals while concealing deep hatred, repression and fear.

And what about music by Elton John, Queen and K.D. Lang? I take it the show tunes selection will quickly diminish as well.

What does Allen think the state should do with these Weapons of Homosexual Yearning (WHY)?

Well, bury them of course. The same thing people like Allen probably do with their latent homosexual tendencies:


Allen said that if his bill passes, novels with gay protagonists and college textbooks that suggest homosexuality is natural would have to be removed from library shelves and destroyed.

"I guess we dig a big hole and dump them in and bury them," he said.

Not to be crude, but I bet Allen's inner self is really looking forward to seeing that big hole. If the bill passes, I suggest a group of well-oiled gay dancers digs the trench as Allen looks on in repressed mouth-watering hunger. Costumed mascots dressed as Sponge Bob and Teletubby Tinky Winky can dance around the hole as Bert and Ernie argue over who gets to throw copies of "Cat on a Hot Tin Roof" into the gaping chasm.

Meanwhile, on the bare shelves of public libraries, new materials can replace the homosexual ones: George W.'s favorite, "My Pet Goat (Makes Funny Noises When Anally Violated)," the complete works of Ann Coulter (til Alabama legislators discover she's a man in drag) and the Christian Coalition's two-page version of "The Joy of Sex." (First sentence: "Good Christians know there is no joy in sex." Next page follows with instructions on how to procreate in the shortest order possible.)


Those Alabamians who have evolved past mouth-breathing are trying to stop Allen's messiah-like mission. The Alabama Library Association, long-suffering in its mission to spread the disease of literacy, passed this resolution in opposition to the bill's passage.

Meanwhile, I say instead of burying the books in the big hole, send 'em on over to the already morally-soiled and literate people in the blue states. After all, we paid for them.




Thursday, January 20, 2005

Inaugurate This!

Not invited to today's inaugural festivities?

Too bad, bucko, seeing as your tax dollars will help pay for at least some of it:

The Department of Homeland Security has designated the inauguration as a National Special Security Event, which makes the high-profile gatherings eligible for federal money and heightened security overseen by the Secret Service. LINK
How cold. It's like being asked to bring beer to a party but then being told you can't drink any of it and, hey, leave the bottle opener and, thanks, but can you go home now?

You'd think the Republican Party People could at least send you an official King George paper crown (Bearing one of three popular second-term catchphrases: I'm a Mandate Man; Who Ya Callin' Dumb This Time? and Under God, But Still On Top, Be-yatch!) and one of those spinny noisemakers.

But don't let it get you down. I mean, losers can make their own fun. What do you think imaginary friends are for?

Need suggestions for an Inauguration Day Do-It-Yourself Celebration?

  • Pretend like you're at the America's Future Rocks Today and play the decidedly un-rocklike music of Hillary Duff, Ruben Studdard and 3 Doors Down. When your ears stop bleeding and your sense of taste returns, pepper your sentences with phrases like "Good clean fun!" and "Now that's an American idol!"
  • Dance. I recommend you do the Condi: Wait 'til someone lobs a particularly tough question at you and then dance around it. (No rhythm required.)
  • Call a tsunami survivor and tell them you're sorry Americans couldn't come up with more donation dollars for relief efforts. Our charitable money, they should know, is going to support crucial efforts like keeping inaugural-goers 'fulled up' with shrimp and canapes. Tell them you'll send them a signed photo of George and Laura as a consolation prize.
  • Pull out your John Kerry paraphernalia -- shirts, buttons, limited edition Hot Wheels Swift Boats. Let your salty tears saturate these symbols of what could have been. Proceed to burn all items, save for those bearing the slogan, "Don't Blame Me, I Voted for Kerry." You'll need them later.
  • Get friends together to debate the morality of Sponge Bob and other 'homosexual' cartoon characters who likely have no sex organs.
  • Umm, start counting the seconds til November 2008?

Thursday, January 06, 2005

Doing Good Just Comes Naturally To Me: I Read Star Magazine So You Don't Have To, Edition 1

I've been gone for a while and, for that, I don't apologize.

I retreated to a solitude-i-nous cave, wherein I contemplated the myriad ways I could better the lives of humankind.

Since I can't build houses for the poor (They wouldn't want to live in them; Those diorama things you made in grade school? The trinket-laden shoeboxes I made frequently collapsed.); heal sick birds with a touch of my magical fingers (FACT: My childhood parakeet committed suicide by flying repeatedly into a window.); cure cancer, the common cold or athlete's foot (All best left to professionals) or teach the world to sing (Have I mentioned being one of only two girls in my sixth-grade class to not make the chorus?), I've decided to do something I know I can manage.

This year, I will read Star Magazine for you.

"What?" You ask. "I can read just fine, thank you very much. I'm reading right now, so how the hell does she think this will help me? I'd much rather she help cure this itchy foot thing. Just send me some Gold Bond in the mail."

But see, the public service potential of my new project is, well, let's say HUGE.

Star Magazine -- with its promise of Breaking Celebrity News First! -- can potentially suck away gigantic portions of your life (especially if you do the fairly easy but jumbo-sized crossword at the magazine's tail end.) With my pledge to you, think of the many better ways you'll be able to spend your time as I toil over Star Magazine and provide you highlights and commentary on what the publication deems passable reporting.

So finish that work project. Spend more time with your family. Meditate. Read one of the classics. Finish your cross-stitched Home Sweet Home welcome mat. And leave the rest to me.

Just to ensure you don't miss anything, we'll start with this year's first edition of Star, dated Jan. 3, 2005, even though by Jan. 3, the magazine had been out for nearly two weeks.

On the cover, Star sucks you in with promise of an exclusive six-page photo album of the second honeymoon of Nick (Lachey) and Jessica (Simpson). Gone are the days when tabloid paparazzi had to skulk behind coconut trees waiting for the celebrity wife to go topless. In this case, Nick and Jessica -- likely desperate for some post-Newlyweds' attention -- just brought the magazine on honeymoon with them. Also featured on the cover is Star's first use of its teaser device, Hot News, tantalizing the slack-jawed convenience store shopper with what's in store: a fake lip expose, the real-life homes of Desperate Housewives, wedding news from Ben and Jen 2.0 and oh, so much more.

INSIDE:

Pages 4 and 5: In Star Shots, the magazine goes behind the scenes of Kimora Lee Simmons' spring ad campaign for Baby Phat apparel, of which she's CEO. Kimora, wife of Russell Simmons, not only had her daughters on the set, but also requested a baby elephant, a python, a llama, a parrot and a 14-month-old chimpanzee. The campaign's inspired by Kimora's travels to exotic places:


The print, the fabrics, the silk, the colors -- even my hair -- it's all very Pocahontas.


Funny, somehow I don't see Pocahontas leading John Smith around with a monkey mascot on her shoulder.

Pages 6 and 7: Girls, ya better start baby-making. All the cool celebrities have one: Kate Hudson, Gwenyth Paltrow, Christy Turlington, Courtney Cox, Debra Messing, Sarah Jessica Parker and, oh, soon-to-not-be-single-anymore dad Jude Law. But more important than the bundle of joy itself is the uber-stylish Bugaboo stroller you can purchase for $900.

Pages 10 and 11. Speculation on Ben (Affleck) and his new Jennifer (Garner). Set to wed? Or just set to fill two pages of Star for the next several months?

Pages 12 and 13: Anna (Kourni-whatchamacalit) and Enrique (Iglesias) are the Mystery of the Week! Are they married? Um, new mystery: He was famous for, like, five seconds when that Hero song came out and she pretty much sucks at tennis, so why bother?

Pages 14-16: Couples News -- Just a bunch of B-listers getting together or dumping one another. Really only useful for Star to get the words canoodling and Splitsville in the magazine, possibly to fulfill quota for double-consonant words.

Page 21: EXCLUSIVE! As if having Gilmore Girls interrupted by Sarah Jessica Parker twirling in Gap's holiday gear wasn't enough, Star devotes a whole page of unpaid editorial to Gap's new accessories store, Love. What I'd really love are more photos of Mariah Carey.

Pages 22 and 23: Omigod! It's Mariah Carey! In a two-page spread on her Disney Christmas special. The toy soldiers look frightened.

Pages 24 and 25: Paris (Hilton) and Nicole (Richie) are interviewed about going to work for The Simple Life 3. In their interview, Paris does all the talking while Nicole practices her bird calls.

Pages 40 and 41: Paris (Hilton again) and Lindsay (Lohan) engage in fisticuffs (okay, a screaming match) over a booth at Brent Bolthouse's birthday party. Paris won, getting the booth. The question remains: Bolthouse?

Pages 42 through 83: The Jessica-and-Nick honeymoon (I give them another year, tops.), Brad (Pitt)-Jennifer (Aniston) woes and pictures of sparkly makeup and dresses the stars love and you can't afford anyway.

Page 84 and 85: Jen (Schefft), of Bachelor and soon Bachelorette fame (?), signs autographs for preteen boys in New York. Oh, year, those will sell for enough to put you through college.

Page 86: Star TV Pick of the Week: The Daily Show: The Five Most Important Half-Hours of TV Ever. Well, I could have told you that.

Page 94: Answer to Star Crossword clue for 70-across --RADIUM.









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