geraldine

ferrara, mondale's female running mate from 84, (big brother, where art thou? by george, i don't have a clooney where you could be) has made the statement that "obama would not be where he is today if he wasn't black." supposedly, being black has helped him quickly ascend the political landscape. this got me to wondering how much more successful george bush could have been if he were black? how about reagan? maybe they would have been made kings, or made presidents for life? if a white guy is a stiff, no one ever says he made it because he was white, though this is often true. bush came from a wealthy family and his father was president. this would automatically make him white, as we have never had a black president. so, certainly bush rose much more quickly as a white man than he would have as a black man. in fact, there are millions of well off whites who go to good schools because their parents went there, and/or because they can afford it, and are given employment opportunities because they know people already established in certain careers. in the political field, there are thousands of mediocre pale skins who seem to have done quite well despite the curse of having been born a cracker.

funny, but in the films i've seen, it was the blacks getting lynched and beaten and forced into abject poverty and thrown into jail and hosed with water by powerful white cops and politicians and private citizens and military men. guess i must have missed the metaphorical message.

took a day off today. had to get away from the repetitive nightmare. the teacher i work with keeps referring to sam cassell as an "albino" even though i've told her he isn't. by the way, what is her fascination with sam cassell?

i was gonna kill my hair, but decided to dye it grant green instead. tina won't brooks many of more of these puns, and junior told me to cook up something funnier, but i don't care if the duke of jordan himself tells me to stop, for i have the impressions that i will keep on pushin.

yesterday, was the music of lennon and mccartney on idol. sadly, i watched it. for those of you who didn't, you missed a country version of eight days a week which was one of the worst things ever seen by human eyes. the other 11 songs were also horrendous. a metal version of eleanor rigby also stands out, unlike my penis. america, if you insist that the show be between a bunch of attractive 20 year olds, (of course, attractive in a superficial, skim milk, untroubled, plastic way) you will continue to end up with melodramatic oversingers who haven't learned enough about life to be able to sing. but, i suppose while the bombs drop and the people starve, i should find more relevant things to bitch about.

like who is going to win this year's "dancing with the stars."

come on, jason taylor, you can do it!