A woman for a woman

•November 15, 2008 • Leave a Comment

For every venomous hateful woman taking a jab at Sarah Palin, there’s a Rosie O’Donnell to restore balance. The long openly-gay talk show host seems to not have experienced the extreme polarity that divided American women the minute Palin stepped onstage. Could being a woman among women, that is a woman not in the habit of chasing men, have rewarded O’donnell with a sense of balance and fairness? Just asking.

“I’d like to have a beer with her. I’d like to meet her kids. She seems like a pretty nice woman,” O’ Donnell told Extra. “Although I have to say, I am thrilled her party did not win. [But] you got to give it to her for spunk.”

The ultra-liberal O’ Donnell admitted, “I think I probably would like her if I met her….She had an amazing life for herself and her family in Alaska. Very successful. Before you knew it, she was the most famous person in the country.”

What do men have to do with this, you ask? I don’t know. But I do know that she’s the only gay liberal celebrity to say something positive about the Alaskan governor. Perhaps the lack of competition brings out the kindness in the weaker sex? Or she could just have the hots for Sarah.

Hooked on but still off

•November 12, 2008 • Leave a Comment

Age of loneliness:

Were the Amish right about technology being a soul zapper? Prominent sociologist Jacques Ellul believed technology and industrialization will be the leading causes of alienation, degradation and loneliness.

The Technological Society is one of the most important books of the second half of the twentieth century. In it, Jacques Ellul convincingly demonstrates that technology, which we continue to conceptualize as the servant of man, will overthrow everything that prevents the internal logic of its development, including humanity itself – unless we take the necessary steps to move human society out of the environment that ‘technique’ is creating to meet its own needs.

Time to go Amish and rid ourselves of ipods, iphones and *gasp* our laptops!

Condom maker wants Hannah Montana to peddle its wares

•November 12, 2008 • Leave a Comment

Want media attention, controversy, fanfare, buzz and mega sales? If you’re Lifestyles Condoms, you approach the moment’s ‘IT’ chaste teen Miley Cyrus for spokeswoman status, and Voila!, you’ve got magic.

The manufacturer rationalizes approaching the teen sensation, whose core audience consists of 5-13 year- old-girls, by saying it is hoping to encourage tweens to embrace safe sex. Safe sex for tweens? The words ‘tweens,’ ’sex,’ ‘embrace,’ ‘encourage sex’…….what to say but, “Houston, we’ve got a problem!

Gossip Girl a playground for teenage adults

•November 12, 2008 • Leave a Comment

What’s Gossip Girl all about? Is it more than just another teen drama? GG boys and girls live in a fully adult world save for the fact that they’re young and in high school. They party, dance, mate, drive in fancy rides, wear swanky clothes, play with the latest gadgets. They scheme and cheat their way through most everything. They’re cold, rational, cruel, calculating. They’re snarky, ironic, mean-spirited. They are in fact, children living in an adult world, or rather, adults living in a childish world. They lack spirit and fun, innocence, hope, optimism, beauty and freshness. They are only 17!

Unlike real adults, GG inhabitants have no real responsibilities like bills, mortgages, loans, marriages, or jobs. They have all the glitz and trappings of adulthood minus the distress. Sex is their number one concern. There’s even a resident Casanova, young he may be though. I always thought the art or craft of knowing and seducing women needed years to cultivate and hone; Not so in GG. Our womanizer, Chuck Bass, is only 17. I can only assume he started practicing his art at 7.

Is GG enjoyable to adults who yearn for eternal youth or to jaded youth devoid of all freshness who yearn for an adulthood of no consequences?

17-year old womanizer:

Sex and the City redux

•November 12, 2008 • Leave a Comment

Just had a nice IM chat with friend in Europe. He read parts of my blog and the following conversation ensued:

Friend: I just saw sarah jessica parker’s pics…

Me: haha

F: I doubt you have written smth nice about her

Me: You doubt well

F: i think the series has given her more fame than she deserves
Me: I write about the series a bit later

F: I always wonder whether women do realise that is very brainwashing!

Me: No!

F: Women here in europe, young women, love the show

Me: Not there too. Why?

F: because it’s so unrealistic, it’s like a dream world

Me: Unfortunatelly it’s partly realistic here.

F: They are describing their problems, while drinking coktails and going out every night, wearing fancy clothes, and buying 1 pair of shoes every day. And women here who love this, are students, or too young to actually afford such a lifestyle

Me: Yea well, there are women like that here believe it or not, but they just don’t dress that crazy or sound that fake. But they do sleep around and drink all the time.

F: I’ll tell you, a girl that thinks like you about this, doesn’t happen very often
-10 of my friends (girls) went together to watch the movie at the cinema
-that is worse than a brainwashing religious doctrine

To cap off this lovely revealing chat, I present you with a couple of videos about the show. The first is a parody by Mad TV, and the second an interview of Model/Actress Lauren Hutton about SATC, the movie:

Mad TV’s “Sluts and the City”:

Lauren Hutton slamming writers for deceiving women into thinking a promiscuous life is a normal:

Thank you friend for the interesting exchange.

Brain Candy

•November 12, 2008 • Leave a Comment

Brain Candy

Ever wonder how it is possible to function smoothly while carrying Starbucks coffee in one hand, texting maniacally with the other and simultaneously delegating to your staff? How do New Yorkers multi task? Well, a few years back, New York magazine ran a story about how all young aspiring New Yorkers were on drugs. Unlike the 80s, todays yuppies and hipsters prefer legally prescribed drugs: benzodiazapines, sleep aids, mood stabilizers. Recently the online gossip magazine, Gawker, published a snippet on the same trend, and asks you all to pick your preferred buzz pill.

We’ve been chronicling the drugs of the creative underclass-from the “I love my orange pills Adderall to benzos to psychotropics. hell is everybody getting through their workday? It depends on your personality. For those with wandering attention spans, Adderall usually does the trick. For anxiety-prone neurotics, Adderall feels like a hit of crack combined with a bucket of Dunkin’ Donuts coffee. I’ve relied on Xanax for special occasions and party reporting (all that excitement sends me straight to the wall), but recently—after totally casual anecdotal investigation on this website suggested that Klonopin was the current drug of choice for the creative underclass—I procured a prescription for Klonopin. (After all, they love it at to benzos to psychotropics. How the downtown fashion mag Nylon!)

Kloni is better than Xanax, my friends. Why?

First of all, they’re both benzos, with similar molecular structure. But: Klonopin gives you less of a buzz, is much longer lasting (sometimes it seems like Xanax only lasts two or three hours), and is less habit-forming.

(Those who take Xanax and Kloni regularly and don’t taper off can put themselves at risk for seizures, however. R&B singer Sean Levert, who recently died in jail, wasn’t allowed to take the Xanax he brought in jail. According to UPI, “prison staff allegedly took the bottle away and didn’t give him his medication during the six days he was there, even though he asked for it numerous times and suffered terrifying delusions due to withdrawal from the medication.”)

I experimented with Klonopin recently while doing some freelance work; I found its effect smoother and less buzzy than Xanax. And that was just half a milligram! It also increased concentration: words flowed freely onto my keyboard, absent the usual wrenching procrastination which we all know comes from fear of failure. Had I taken I Xanax, I imagine I would have slept for the next nine hours instead.

Which is the best for you: Adderall or benzos like Klonopin? It all comes down to your personality type. For anxiety-prone people, benzos quiet the mind, shushing the paralyzing background noise and leaving you to do your work unmolested. Of these, Klonopin gives the smoother ride.

Yes, this is pretty much how we function these days; And these drugs are fairly easy to get. Recently I went to get myself some sleep aid and the doctor’s waiting room was full of young professionals. They looked healthy, shiny, fashionable and were texting on their blackberries. I was trying to see if anyone was sleep-deprived like me, but nope…all eyes wide open and full of life. They were probably there for klonopin or xanax.

Yesterday’s rag doll, today’s fashion icon

•November 10, 2008 • Leave a Comment
Continuing with the theme of Hollywood frumpiness, we present here Sarah Jessica parker, America’s late 90’s and oughts’ fashion icon. Fashion icon? Really now!

Hollywood glamour dies as frumpy ladies dominate film industry

•November 10, 2008 • Leave a Comment

As Hollywood becomes more and more democratized, we’re seeing more and more actresses with a lack of that certain je ne sais qois or oomph. It’s impossible not to notice the pervasive folksiness, or frumpiness (whatever suits you) of today’s actors. Think of Grace Kelly, Faye Dunaway, Joan Collins, Joan Crawford, Liz Taylor & Co. and then fast forward to Jennifer Aniston, Lindsay Lohan, Sharon Stone and Maggie Gylenhaal, to name but a few.

The latter pose awkwardly, coyly, and have questionable fashion sense. The former were nothing short of glamorous, confident, stylish, dignified. I pondered over this change and wondered whether it’s a result of Hollywood’s new lax admission requirements, or the new celebrity-media complex, or both. The media has a lot to do with the deglamorization of the celebrity; By showing celebrities’ day-to-day, moment-to-moment affairs, in less than flattering clothes and makeup, they’ve torn down the icons of fashion, grace and strength. But this new elebrity is not entirely their fault.

Flipping through your weekly fashion magazine or gossip rag, we see photos of actors in their best attire during premieres, and they still fall short of their predecessors’ elegance. You see screen ladies looking less then siren-y: Posing meekishly, languidly, toes inward, shoulders down, neck down, weary-eyed.

Are they really lacking the boldness of women past, or just assuming a pretentious humility?

Compare & Contrast:

Joan Crawford

Faye Dunaway:

Grace Kelly:

Where’s the dignified elegance?

Jennifer Aniston:

Maggie Gyllenhaal:

Lindsay Lohan & Co:

Father Knows Best

•November 10, 2008 • Leave a Comment

Just saw on the Tyra Bank’s show a segment about first time prostitutes, and the Bunny Ranch ( A legal brothel somewhere out West.) One of the girls had just turned 18 and her pimp, or ‘manager’ was her very eloquent and crisply dressed father. He reasoned that she was going to do this anyway, so he might as well lead her in the right direction and teach her about safety and self-sufficiency. Yea! Seriously! I’ve been trying to find a parallel case in the annals of history about pimp patriarchs but nothing so far. I’ve read about mothers turning a blind eye to their daughters’ whorishness, but fathers? Well, while this dad was driving his doll-like teenager to the bordello, his words of advice were: “OK, make a good impression.”

When in Rome…

•November 10, 2008 • Leave a Comment

It’s hard not to feel schizophrenic when making the shift from Europe to America. This author makes that physical and mental shift almost on a yearly basis after long stays in Europe. What is most striking upon being back is the drab colors that ‘adorn’ the American. Even New York City can’t escape the stigma of unfashionable when one returns from such places as Rome and Milan and even Greece. Perhaps it’s not right to compare NYC to the sun-drenched Mediterranean but even the Milanese are aware of their Bella Figura, however much they may deny it.

The lack of color is so ubiquitous that upon arriving one feels like a supermodel (long stays mess with your head.) In Europe the author thwarted attempts to feminize her, opting for functional, comfortable and arguably unfeminine clothes but on her return she sees that her attempts were unsuccessful, and unbeknown to her she became feminine. Assimilation is not a human triumph, it is like sleep-walking, yes, it’s a somnambulistic feat! The feminine graces one picks up abroad suddenly appear as the Somnambula walks among a haze of monochromatism and unisex mannerisms. She stands out!

Eek, just what she tried to avoid!

American Televison: Why so caricature? Voices are louder, expressions more defined, shock-value gestures galore. Loud. Curt. Abrupt. False-Animation. No Flow. Obnoxious. To watch European TV is to see modest, flowy discussions with temperate levels of sound (even in ITALY!), courtesy, humility, and wise-cracks aside when the discussion is serious. Americans on TV are almost always cracking a joke except during the most grave issues. There’s a sense of smugness about each TV personality whether they be an anchorman, weatherman, host of a talk show (these are the worst, i.e. Bill O’Rielly, Rosie O’Donell and how can one forget Queen Bee Oprah Winfrey?) There is absolutely no conveyance of humility though there’s plenty of self-deprecatory talk which in the end just seems dishonest. Just noise. Self-deprecatory kings such as Letterman and O’Brien DO NOT resemble those humble hosts of Euro TV. They are exactly what they set out not to be: OBNOXIOUS! They didn’t really set out to be humble though did they ? *Wink*

Commercials: It’s possible that America makes the funniest commercials in the world, but it also makes the most condescending ones. Being talked down to is so apparent the first few days back that I feel violated and humiliated.

Documentaries are getting worse. Case in Point: Michael Moore! His narrative, although treating crucial material, is oft childish and delivered as if talking to kindergarteners , behesting us to listen quietly and to nod to his inflected questions. Such exaggerated speech reveals the obvious and I hate to be the one to point out the obvious but here goes: We are accustomed to easily-interpreted expositions, to everything being bluntly told, not suggested, to directness and not subtlety. The natural assimilation to this way of thinking naturally hinders all ability to think critically, associatively, and most importantly in a symbolic language–which is a prerequisite for understanding art, literature, poetry, film and dance.

L’art est mort, Vive L’art!

And interaction of locals? Self-serving, law-enforced, law-fearful etiquette and false modesty. Looking at the surface one thinks: “Oh , finally , a polite and un-snobby person once entering NYC (think of all the Parisian snobbs) but scratch that surface and they’re all playing a role assigned to them by the market-place (”Be good for customers, be kind for money, be polite for business, smile, you’re on camera!”). I haven’t decided yet whether i would rather see their real brutish selfs or be content with the rules of the market, for it has weaved for us such a polite and constantly smiling populace.

Reality or Disney Fantasia? Which would you pick? The mother of all questions!