Month: May 2009

I hate to say it, but the best part of this video is that my beloved divo Kanye is barely in any of it, giving up all the screen time to enigmatic pop/R&B dance star Rihanna. In the video, I find her beautiful, unsettling and haunted … and pant-less for a small part of it. But you can barely see her skivvies as all camera work is focused on her face.

Doing her best rendition of an ex-Prince muse on an 80s influenced dance track that sounds like something Pharell shitted out two years ago, she doesn’t dance much, she doesn’t sing in the clip, but for some reason (that I can’t quite finger) I can’t take my eyes off her. Maybe because of all the drama surrounding her tumultuous relationship with Chris Brown and the “big sister” urge in me to want to protect her. Or maybe it’s because I never really noticed before how she is a really striking young woman.

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I honestly wanted to write something deep and profound about Kim Jong-Il. Really. I did. I was going to go on about how he’s really not “crazy,” and testing missiles is his usual song and dance to get more cash out of us, Europe and his neighbors. But the whole “I’m a loco dictator and I’m gonna blow up the effin’ world if you don’t pay me, bitches!” shit gets super old super fast. I actually feel sorry for Russia, China, South Korea and Japan, who have to basically put up with this bullshit on a round-the-clock basis as they are within weapons range. We talk like a missile might be able to get to Alaska. Maybe. But they have to live it. Even if Jong-Il got one of those raggedy-ass long range rockets off the ground and got it aimed in Alaska’s general direction, the state is about 90 percent tundra and rocks and about 10 percent people. All he’s gonna do is kill some polar bears, incur the wrath of Sarah Palin and piss a lot of Americans off (including yours truly).

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Was skimming through Gawker and found this story by Hamilton Nolan regarding the saga of self-proclaimed Roman Catholic Priestess/small town newspaper reporter Brenda Lee and her effort to personally give a letter to President Obama. She was writing to ask him to hold the line against gay marriage.

As you can tell from the photo, it did not end well for Ms. Lee.

Roman Catholic priestess and White House correspondent for the Macon-based Georgia Informer Brenda Lee just wanted to give Barack Obama a letter telling him to stand strong against the gays. Why did the Secret Service pervs have to do her like that?

When Obama flew into LAX today there was Brenda Lee, reporter-priestess, ready to hand the president this letter “urging him ‘to take a stand for traditional marriage'” (as she writes: “For the most part [gays] are white males who have sexed themselves out on perverted sex and they are never satisfied.”).

O RLY?

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My favorite divo Kanye West — who’s mother was an English professor mind you — has come out against books while trying to sell one. The sparse 52-page book is called “Thank You and You’re Welcome,” which made me think of comic Will Ferrell’s one man George W. Bush show “You’re Welcome, America.”

The level of hubris and cluelessness with Kanye is sometimes so high it heads into self-parody and I start to wonder if he’s just pulling the ol’ okie doke on us and this is one elaborate performance art piece called “Preppy Jerk Rapper No. 309 Writes An Assholey Book.” Trying to figure out the ironies and contradictions of a Kanye West interview is like trying to map the timeline for the Terminator franchise. (He has to send his father back in time to have sex with his mother so he can be BORN! Mind blown!)

It will make your head explode.

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