I was listening to BBC on the radio yesterday and the topic of discussion was the conclusion of the democratic primary. They reviewed the entire ordeal from the beginning to Hilary's final concession. Strategies were analyzed, the mistakes, the strengths. All in all the coverage was pretty impressive.
Until the end when the announcer concluded that America has shown that it isn't ready for a female president. Is that it? America is just to sexist for Hilary Clinton? Is that the problem, bigotry?
How about this? Maybe, just maybe Hilary Clinton lost because of Hilary Clinton? Perhaps her husbands baggage was too much, or that many voters thought she was insincere, or that she pushed for socialized medicine and then pulled a 180 when the insurance companies threw enough money at her.
Was their some sexism, sure some men probably didn't vote for her because she was a woman. Of course that number would be nothing compared to millions of older women who voted for based primarily on gender. I love double standards.
I'm not an expert on the political sciences, but I honestly think that Hilary's loss can be attributed in large part to the content of her character. That and when most people look at her they see an asshole boss from a job that quit years ago, but still recall with intense hatred.
I didn't vote for Hilary, independent voters aren't allowed to vote in NY primaries. I guess I'll vote for Obama in November, I wouldn't want the world to think I was too racist for an African American president.
Sunday, June 8, 2008
Sunday, June 1, 2008
Suck My White Ass Big Oil!
The point has finally been reached where it is financially detrimental for me to drive to work. My commute cost has literally tripled in the last 5 years. Tolls on the George Washington Bridge have spiked to 8 dollars, up from 6. The Tri-Borough has jumped a buck as well( I have to pay this toll twice a day.) And the biggest burden of all, gas has gone from 1.60- 3.85(Jersey gas is super cheap compared to the national average).
The time has come to take the train. Well, not just a train. A train, then a Jersey Train, and then a bus. Still even with all the switches and scheduling headaches I still end up cutting my traveling cost by more then half (and adding 45 minutes onto my commute time in some cases).
I had been shopping for a hybrid or a Mini, but the cost saving in the MPG difference is not enough to keep me in a vehicle. The only feasible solution would be an electric car that I charge with solar power from my home.
Perhaps in five years when I have a home I will save up the money to put solar panels on it and use them to charge my Tesla Roadster(bad ass). For now I will be rocking my portable DVD player, or reading, or staring out the window of a LIRR train as I try to figure out what to do with all the money that the Oil criminals and the toll trolls will no longer be getting from me.
The time has come to take the train. Well, not just a train. A train, then a Jersey Train, and then a bus. Still even with all the switches and scheduling headaches I still end up cutting my traveling cost by more then half (and adding 45 minutes onto my commute time in some cases).
I had been shopping for a hybrid or a Mini, but the cost saving in the MPG difference is not enough to keep me in a vehicle. The only feasible solution would be an electric car that I charge with solar power from my home.
Perhaps in five years when I have a home I will save up the money to put solar panels on it and use them to charge my Tesla Roadster(bad ass). For now I will be rocking my portable DVD player, or reading, or staring out the window of a LIRR train as I try to figure out what to do with all the money that the Oil criminals and the toll trolls will no longer be getting from me.
Saturday, May 31, 2008
1/2 Way to Nowhere
This blog is 180+ days into its time frame and very little has happened. I could always hide behind the fact that I have to work to earn my keep, but like a good friend of mine loves to remind me, "Other people have achieved more with less".
To be completely honest, my biggest problem is that I don't know where to go. I'm like one of those space-walking astronauts, floating out there above the earth with no ability to control his/her direction.
I guess I'll do the only thing I can, keep writing.
To be completely honest, my biggest problem is that I don't know where to go. I'm like one of those space-walking astronauts, floating out there above the earth with no ability to control his/her direction.
I guess I'll do the only thing I can, keep writing.
Friday, April 25, 2008
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
All Your Friends are Going to Be Saying This.
I coined a new phrase the other day.
"Falling Down an Escalator"- 1. An awful situation, that never seems to end. 2. An unpleasant experience that continues for a prolonged amount of time.
"Falling Down an Escalator"- 1. An awful situation, that never seems to end. 2. An unpleasant experience that continues for a prolonged amount of time.
Monday, April 14, 2008
Go Curse Yourself Boston
Only in New York!
A few days ago the NY Post broke a story that a construction worker, who was pouring the cement that will become the new Yankee stadium committed the greatest sin in sports. He tried to put a curse on the Yankees!
How? While the cement was pouring he threw in a Boston Red Sox jersey, specifically an Ortiz jersey. In doing so he hoped to desecrate one of the future great cathedrals of baseball and hex New York favorite sports team.
The story spread through the city like wild fire. Was it true? Could this bring on a curse, perhaps reverse the curse of the Bambino(I know they won the series, but they will always be the curse sox to me)? Should it be dug up? The outrage was incredible. A few days later I found out the Derek Jeter himself wanted the shirt removed.
So I shot the package on Friday, it came out really well, end of story.
I walk into work Sunday morning to get my story. Where'm I going? "Yankees stadium" my assignment editor tells me. Huh? No game today? "The Yankees are digging up the shirt and they want the press to cover it." Can you believe that? In a stadium that hasn't been completed, the Yankee organization is bringing in construction workers on Sunday (Big O.T.) to essentially destroy the stadium to get to a shirt in front of the entire NYC press corp so Yankee fans can rest assured that their team is not cursed.
My reporter and I get there and SWEET JESUS! Everyone is there, print, tv, radio, every station on the dial. I knew it was big but, there we are, about 25 media people huddle around a small hole while two guy with jackhammers and drills try to get at the shirt.
After about 15 mintues or so they dislodge the shirt, pull it out of the hole and show it to the world. The shirt was in surprisingly good condition. The Yankees plan to auction it and give the proceeds to charity, all class. Of course I hope whoever buys the shirt burns it and dumps the ashes at Fenway, making a super curse(Watch out Boston, its coming!)
After that we went to the perpetrators home. Where does Boston's #1 fan live, the Bronx. His mother answered the door, she's a Yankee fan, and a very nice woman. She said her son wasn't around. I have no idea why he would be hiding.
So that was that, curse averted.
A few days ago the NY Post broke a story that a construction worker, who was pouring the cement that will become the new Yankee stadium committed the greatest sin in sports. He tried to put a curse on the Yankees!
How? While the cement was pouring he threw in a Boston Red Sox jersey, specifically an Ortiz jersey. In doing so he hoped to desecrate one of the future great cathedrals of baseball and hex New York favorite sports team.
The story spread through the city like wild fire. Was it true? Could this bring on a curse, perhaps reverse the curse of the Bambino(I know they won the series, but they will always be the curse sox to me)? Should it be dug up? The outrage was incredible. A few days later I found out the Derek Jeter himself wanted the shirt removed.
So I shot the package on Friday, it came out really well, end of story.
I walk into work Sunday morning to get my story. Where'm I going? "Yankees stadium" my assignment editor tells me. Huh? No game today? "The Yankees are digging up the shirt and they want the press to cover it." Can you believe that? In a stadium that hasn't been completed, the Yankee organization is bringing in construction workers on Sunday (Big O.T.) to essentially destroy the stadium to get to a shirt in front of the entire NYC press corp so Yankee fans can rest assured that their team is not cursed.
My reporter and I get there and SWEET JESUS! Everyone is there, print, tv, radio, every station on the dial. I knew it was big but, there we are, about 25 media people huddle around a small hole while two guy with jackhammers and drills try to get at the shirt.
After about 15 mintues or so they dislodge the shirt, pull it out of the hole and show it to the world. The shirt was in surprisingly good condition. The Yankees plan to auction it and give the proceeds to charity, all class. Of course I hope whoever buys the shirt burns it and dumps the ashes at Fenway, making a super curse(Watch out Boston, its coming!)
After that we went to the perpetrators home. Where does Boston's #1 fan live, the Bronx. His mother answered the door, she's a Yankee fan, and a very nice woman. She said her son wasn't around. I have no idea why he would be hiding.
So that was that, curse averted.
Friday, April 4, 2008
Things that Make Me Laugh- AOL's Sense of Accomplishment
I use AOL for some of my e-mail(I know, why don't I take off the training wheels already, FYI I've had this account forever and people know me that way) anyway, I use AOL and sometimes(when I don't walk my computer to lock up) I use AOL.com instead of the AOL software.
What always amuses me is when I send a message through aol.com it is immediately followed by a cartoon image of a stick figure jumping in the air with the phrase "Your Message......Was sent". Like its some type of big accomplishment.
AOL- Celebrating worthless achievements.
What always amuses me is when I send a message through aol.com it is immediately followed by a cartoon image of a stick figure jumping in the air with the phrase "Your Message......Was sent". Like its some type of big accomplishment.
AOL- Celebrating worthless achievements.
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