8.12.2004

i strongly dislike this woman.

michelle malkin.

i was taught by my mother that hate is a strong word, so i will not say that i hate this woman. instead, i will just say that i strongly dislike this woman. granted, in the grand scheme of things, there are others that are higher up on the strongly dislike list that have done far worse things than write fallacious arguments that i don't agree with (ahem, DUBYA!). but after reading a few of her outrageous columns, i just had to say something.

in particular, this article.

in one sense, i could possibly feel her argument that there needs to be diversity of ideas at a diversity conference (in this case, UNITY. i know i've been talking a lot about this conference lately, but bear with me). but after mentioning that UNITY politely declined her offer to sit on one of their panels (no doubt to plug her new atrocious book on why the japanese internment and racial profiling is good), she goes on this tirade about how minority journalists (or at least those that are in charge at UNITY) are closed minded liberals. to prove her point, she writes out a "media diversity checklist:"


  1. I have never voted for a Democrat in my life.

  2. I think my taxes are too high.

  3. I supported Bill Clinton's impeachment.

  4. I voted for President Bush in 2000.

  5. I am a gun owner.

  6. I support school voucher programs.

  7. I oppose condom distribution in public schools.

  8. I oppose bilingual education.

  9. I oppose gay marriage.

  10. I want Social Security privatized.

  11. I believe racial profiling at airports is common sense.

  12. I shop at Wal-Mart.

  13. I enjoy talk radio.

  14. I am annoyed when news editors substitute the phrase "undocumented person" for "illegal alien."

  15. I do not believe the phrase "a chink in the armor" is offensive.

  16. I eat meat.

  17. I believe O.J. Simpson was guilty.

  18. I cheered when I learned that Saddam Hussein had been captured.

  19. I cry when I hear "Proud To Be an American" by Lee Greenwood.

  20. I don't believe The New York Times.



this is ridiculous. malkin complains about the higher ups at UNITY putting all minorities in one box, but then makes a sweeping generalization about what all "liberals" aren't by writing this "list." notwithstanding the absolute title of "liberal" that she loves to throw around, as all conservatives of her ilk seem to like to do, parts of her list have nothing to do with political ideologies.

for example, as a black gay female who typically votes for democrats, i would probably fit under malkin's idea of a liberal. and as a "malkin liberal", there are some things on this list that include me:

12. I shop at Wal-Mart.
what does shopping at Wal-Mart have to do with being liberal, conservative, republican, democrat, independent or otherwise? while i believe that gay marriages should be legal and that dubya's selection was one of the worst things that happened to us, i like to shop at walmart. you can get almost anything there and for cheap. almost everyone likes to save money.

13. I enjoy talk radio.
some talk radio is fun, even listening to people like rush limbaugh and dr. laura (it's nice to listen to the opposition sometimes).

15. I do not believe the phrase "a chink in the armor" is offensive.
"chink" is offensive when you refer to a chinese person or someone of asian descent. any reasonable person knows that the phrase "a chink in the armor" refers to a dent. many "liberals" are reasonable, contrary to what malkin seems to think.

16. I eat meat.
i respect those who chose to forgo eating animal flesh, but damnit, i like being at the top of the food chain. i like a good burger or a slab of ribs as well as some barbecued tofu. but more importantly, what do my eating habits have to do with my ideology?

17. I believe O.J. Simpson was guilty.
believe it or not, there are lots of black people (and "liberals") that think that o.j. simpson was guilty in some form or fashion. i don't think that he actually killed nicole and ron, but i believe he hired someone...

18. I cheered when I learned that Saddam Hussein had been captured.
i may not have liked how all that shit went down, but i was happy at any rate, that saddam was thrown from power. he was a man who did bad things, just not the things bush sent us to war for.

i just think that it's amazing that as a brown person (aka person of color), she could stoop to put people ("liberals," media professionals of color) in boxes when brown people of all professions already have to deal with others putting them in boxes. it's that kind of pigeonholing and broad statements that malkin furthers in this column and others that has contributed to the polarization of this nation.

i'm through.

8.10.2004

i love this girl.

i love stacey ann chin. i forgot how much i loved this poem. it reads so well in my head, but sounded even better when i heard her read it:

Catalogue the Insanity

Catalogue your insanity
type the small words
push them from you
fingers and feet
and fury first
find the flippant denial
affirm it
bend
forget what you used to call her
learn the name of her new lover
write it on wax paper
burn it
forget the smell of her cunt
carry one poem to orgasm


erase the lines
catalogue the blood
drink the solution with intent
it was meant to be so
accept it
chant the inevitable and fold her picture in three
tear into the center of her face
copy the broken image
and send it to her
imagine her happy
smile slitting the frame
imagine her in Iowa
cornfields bending beneath another's hand
the soft land warming her back
catalogue her leaving
admit that she was never there
imagine her driving
haikus scattered from Denver
to Kentucky to Khartoum
construct a betrayal
make it a thing of unspeakable beauty
forgive her
slit your wrists
survive
count the number of times you have kissed her
multiply by three
imagine she kisses Iowa
five times more than that

pack
unpack
pull your shoe-strings tighter than you need to
shave your head
move to Indianapolis
buy a dog
call her impossible
call her cell phone
hang up
call again
obsess
fuck other women who remind you of her
study their scent
shower less
stare at strangers
slip in and out of reality
do not explain yourself
survive
sleep with a man
swallow your fist
feel
survive
scrape the flesh from your unstable legs
abort the skeleton that stands there
ingest one gallon of paraffin
light a match from the box she left by your bedside
imagine her happy
then inhale
- from staceyannchin.com (poem #1)

8.09.2004

my dream

music companies need to pay me to listen to music.

i looove music, but i want more than i can afford to buy. and then on top of that, there are some cds that i'm afraid to but cos i'm afraid they'll suck (ahem, ashley simpson), but curious about.

::sigh::

i'm too tired to wage a major argument anymore, and i'm sure that everyone has heard every gripe about the music industry by now. i'm just grumpy b/c i spend all this money on cds and then they can all be gone in the blink of an eye(like my collection that was stolen that i'm trying to replace). in response to my grumpiness, i've added a new feature, the list of all the cds i want, so everyone can revel in my slow process.

i'm off to troll blogs and go to bed.

p.s. - why did they get rid of the chairs on "tough crowd with colin quinn"? i'd be pissed if i had to be funny, wage witty arguments and stand on a cable show with mediocre ratings...

8.08.2004

music television

disgusting show.

i was watching the ashlee simpson show (i know, clown me if you must) and this came on afterwards. this show is not just a dating show. this show is a competition between two guys who get coached by "studs" on how to get a girl. the inept guy then goes on a date with a girl, and if the girl asks him in at the end of the date, he wins money.

i am so disgusted. a show where men get paid money if they get into a girl's drawers? what's next?

in contrast, i saw this video on mtv hits by this chick named ciara, where she talks about being the shit, but not giving up for cars, cash, etc. and she could work it! she was getting it (dancing) in the video with her revealing bad ass clothes. i like, i like. :D

8.06.2004

this bush/UNITY story is better:

nytimes note #2

read this story supposedly about bush's comments at the UNITY conference in d.c., a convention of all the minority journalist associations (nat'l assoc. of black journalists, asian-american journalists' association, national association of hispanic journalists and native american journalists' association) that happens every five years.

apart from the fact that bush did his usual bullshitting at this speech (even tho he thought he was smart -- "hey, by doing this, i can not only say i like journalists, but i like all minority journalists too!"), i was mad that though the story talks about comments bush made at the unity conference, it doesn't mention unity until halfway through the article. what kind of shit is that? (excuse my french)
were they afraid that if they said it was a minority journalism conference that people would run away scared from the article?

i'm rick james, bitch!

we must have a moment of silence.

rick james died today.

it's amazing how news about a man who was so ridiculed and deemed as a washout can spread like wildfire through a newsroom.

it's even more amazing how news about this same man can end up prominently displayed on nytimes.com.

it's all b/c of dave chappelle. i guess he's worth all that $50 mil comedy central's paying him. :)

8.05.2004

counting the minutes

it is 6:48 and i am still at work.

and i have an 8 pm reservation for a birthday dinner in my honor. i better not miss it.

i better be leaving here soon, or this paper will have an angry black girl on their hands....

8.04.2004

"that dog is a gay homosexual."

nothing like southpark to perpetuate gay stereotypes and push gay acceptance at the same time. i love that show.

this entry is a random entry.

random thought #1:
i'm halfway through my reporting week from hell.

i'm somewhat enjoying my stint on the business desk, but i don't like the uncertainty of it. while almost every job in (daily) newspapers is uncertain, reporting is the most uncertain. you're dependent on other people to tell you stuff and if they don't feel like talking to you, then you have to find someone to talk to you.

and oh yeah, you have to do all of that on deadline.

editing is so much better b/c:
a. your schedule is much more solid. the only person that you are dependent on (for the most part) is yourself.
b. you don't have to get people to talk to you. on the record.

this story that i will now have been working on for 3 days damn well better be kick ass when i leave tomorrow. and i better leave at a reasonable hour tomorrow b/c i will not miss my own birthday dinner.

random thought #2:
my blog design is indefinitely on hold. i'm a lazy ass.


random thought #3:

this story was funny and sad at the same time.

a man in a wig that drives (and lives) in a car he calls "air ford one" running for illinois senator? hilarious.
mike ditka running for illinois senator? funny.
alan keyes running for illinois senator? sad.

hell, almost all black republicans are sad. i mean, i've heard the arguments. but no matter what, i do not see how any self-respecting black person can say they're a republican. no matter how much the democratic party neglects the black vote (and they do), they are still closer to ideas that support black people. the republican party, or rather, bush's republican party doesn't care about any brown people (black, hispanic, asian, native american and all inbetween).

random thought #4:
the ku has been wearing my nerves today. i'm at my wits end about what to do about her.

random thought #5:
this new blog (well it's not new, but it's new to me!) is kick ass. this guy's a very good writer, is funny, spent some time in dc and has a very interesting blog.

random thought #6:
southpark kicks ass. i'll leave you with some southpark quotes:

"now go play football like a good homosexual."
my mom says god hates homosexuals. that's why they smoked the sodomies in .. france."
"oh no it's the oppressors! christians, republicans and nazis oh my!"
"stan, you really need to lay off the cough syrup dude. seriously. i'm worried about you."

"wow it looks like i don't have a class full of retards anymore, huh does it kids?"
"i just wanted to be your friend, but you couldn't look past my religion and do that. you've got a lot of growing up to do stan. suck my balls."

8.02.2004

interesting reads

my brain is about to go numb during this presentation, so i'm entertaining myself with today's news. some interesting reads:

1. magazines for queer parents -- the lede in this story sucks (i'm not quite sure what qualifies as a "lesbian look" hairstyle is and what actresses are wearing), but the story overall is pretty interesting. i'm becoming increasingly more aware of the growing "gay market," but this is one of the first things i've heard about targeting toward gay families (apart from rosie's gay family cruise - ugh) ... very cool.

2. transexuals in iran -- an enlightening story about transexuals in the muslim-dominated country. an alternately sad and hopeful story. interesting how it seemed that transexuals are deemed better than gays and lesbians, most especially women who are man-identified. hmmm.

3. good 'ol dave barry -- discussion on gender representation with breakfast cereal spokespeople and rambling.

i'll be back later. stealth typing sucks.


8.01.2004

ooh.

in my excitement about the drunken train ride from hell, i forgot to mention the new addition to my technological family.

my birthday is in 4 days, and as a present to myself, i bought:


Posted by Hello

yes. i finally jumped on the ipod bandwagon after lusting after one for a year and a half. and i'm sooo happy. now i just have to look to stocking up my music collection now. (goody! :D)

good old lirr.

there's nothing like a 40 minute train ride with drunk college students to really sober you up.

and the day started out pretty cool.

i went to the city with some friends. we walked around central park, which i'd never been to before. we then went to the met, where i lingered in the modern art section ... i don't know if i missed it, but i didn't see much surrealist art (my fav movement). i also had to get used to paying to get in -- in d.c., you rarely ever pay to go to the museums. everything is free, which is how it should be for art and knowledge. at any rate, we then wandered around the village looking for a reasonably priced italian spot and ended up stopping in a barnes and noble, where we scanned the restaurant guides for a place to go. we ended up going to this great restaurant, which had wonderful food, stellar service and prices that were very reasonable. we then got drunk at a dive bar favorite of tucker's, which was fun, only b/c the five of us were there.

but i digress.

given all of that, we come back to the train station, ready to go home to our beds. as we waited for our track # to be announced, i noticed two girls standing by a column. one girl was sitting leaned against the column, either passed out or wishing she was, and the other girl was squatting, her head in her hands and eyes closed, in front of a pile of puke. that should've been a hint.

me and my friends ended up sitting in the middle of one car on the train with drunken college kids on either end. through almost the whole hour-long ride, we heard one group randomly yelling and talking incredibly loud; on the other end, one particular guy demonstrated an affinity for a particular word starting with f, which he uttered frequently and in many different variations. but that wasn't enough. he and his former girlfriend, then started to get into an argument, which also included frequent appearances of his favorite word.

luckily we had 30 minutes of quiet before we got home, but the session was certainly a sobriety-maker.

i'm off to bed.