The Prestige: Great Movie, Long as hell

We went yesterday to see The Prestige. The Movie was an overall great movie. Christian Bale and Hugh Jackman were awesome, as well as David Bowie. The best part of the movie, wasn't the movie but my husband, who told me after the movie that Christian Bale had a horrible English accent. He said it was by far the worst English accent ever. For those who don't know Christian Bale is actually from the UK, so his accent was probably the most authentic accent in the whole movie. My husband thought he was American because of American Psycho and Batman Begins. Is that not the cutest thing ever?

Rush Limbaugh is Still a Big Fat Idiot

I am still trying to figure out why Rush was going to the Dominican Republic with Viagra prescribed under someone else's name? Honestly was he going down there to contribute to child and women exploitation?


Limbaugh Outfoxed

By William Saletan
Sunday, October 29, 2006; B02

I once had a friend who listened to Rush Limbaugh three hours a day. He was a Republican operative. He sat in my apartment, wearing headphones, while I worked. He swore that if I put on the headphones for 10 minutes, I'd be hooked. So I put them on.

Inside the headphones was another world. Everyone in this world thought the same way, except for liberals, and they were only cartoon characters, to be defeated as though in a video game. In the real world, my friend was unemployed and had been staying with me, rent-free, for two months. But inside the headphones, he could laugh about welfare bums instead of pounding the pavement.

I thought about that last week when Limbaugh went after his latest target: Michael J. Fox. The actor, who has Parkinson's disease, has been appearing in ads for candidates who support government-funded embryonic stem cell research. The ads promote such research as a potential cure for Parkinson's and other diseases.

On Monday, Limbaugh played one of the ads for his audience. "In this commercial, he is exaggerating the effects of the disease," he said of Fox. "He is moving all around and shaking. And it's purely an act. This is the only time I have ever seen Michael J. Fox portray any of the symptoms of the disease he has. . . . This is really shameless of Michael J. Fox. Either he didn't take his medication or he's acting, one of the two."

Where had Limbaugh seen Fox? "I've seen him on 'Boston Legal,' I've seen him on a number of stand-up appearances," he said. He pointed to Fox's autobiography. Fox "admits in the book that before a Senate subcommittee . . . he did not take his medication, for the purposes of having the ravages and the horrors of Parkinson's disease illustrated, which was what he has done in the commercials," Limbaugh charged.

In the book, Fox explains his life in the real world -- the world his body inhabits, as opposed to the make-believe world Limbaugh saw on television. Fox describes how, during "the years I spent promoting the fiction that none of this was actually happening to me," he learned "to titrate medication so that it kicked in before an appearance or performance. . . . I did everything I could to make sure the audience didn't know I was sick. This, as much as anything, had, by 1998, become my 'acting.' " When he came out of the Parkinson's closet, Fox recalls, he chose "to appear before the subcommittee without medication. It seemed to me that this occasion demanded that my testimony about the effects of the disease . . . be seen as well as heard."

Here we have two completely different notions of reality. Fox's job is to portray characters in movies and on television. For him, Parkinson's was an invasion of the fake world by the real one. The medication, designed to hide this from the audience, became part of the fiction. In going off his meds, he was dropping the act.

Limbaugh's life story has gone the other way. His job is to explain politics, a branch of nonfiction. But for him, the fake world has overtaken the real one. He thinks "Boston Legal" is reality. Anything that doesn't match this must be "acting." If you go off your meds, you're not revealing your symptoms. You're "portraying" them.

Radio, television and the Internet greased Limbaugh's descent into fantasy. Years ago, a profile described him "holed up in his New York apartment with Chinese takeout and a stack of rented movies." In another profile, he "complained that he has virtually no social life." Click the video links on his Web site, and you can peer into his world. He sits in a soundproof studio. He never has to go outside.

In Limbaugh's world, "there never was a surplus" under President Bill Clinton. AIDS "hasn't made that jump to the heterosexual community," and cutting food stamps is fine because recipients "aren't using them." Two years ago, he said the minimum wage was $6 or $7 an hour. Last year, he said gas was $1.29 a gallon.

Limbaugh has particular trouble distinguishing reality from entertainment. The abuse at Abu Ghraib "looks just like anything you'd see Madonna or Britney Spears do on stage," he told his listeners. Last month, he defended ABC's Sept. 11 movie against the document on which it purportedly relied: "The 9/11 commission report, for example, says, well, some of these things didn't happen the way they were portrayed in the movie. How do they know that?"

Last year, Limbaugh, who used a tailbone defect to get out of the Vietnam War draft, accused a Democratic candidate of having served in Iraq "to pad the resume." He charged veterans -- including former senator Max Cleland (D-Ga.), who lost his legs and an arm in Vietnam -- with trying "to hide their liberalism behind a military uniform . . . pretending to be something that they are not." When war is just a television show, a uniform is just a costume. Liberalism is real; losing your limbs is a pretense.

Which brings us back to stem cells. Limbaugh says Fox's ads dangle a prospect of imminent cures "that is not reality." He's right. But the ads convey another reality: a man dying of a disease that might be cured more quickly if the government dropped its restrictions on research funding. Limbaugh dismisses this as a "script" being followed by Fox's "PR people" and "the entertainment media." Script? Entertainment? This is life and death.

I have another friend. He has Parkinson's. I've seen him on good days and bad days. That's how I know Fox isn't faking. My friend doesn't see the destruction of embryos as a dangerous price to pay for stem cell research. I do. But if you worry about the embryos, you had bloody well better look into the eyes of the people dying of these diseases. You had better ask yourself whether slowing research that might save them is an acceptable price for your principles.

If you can't -- if all you can see is "acting" -- then you need more help than they do. Fox's disease can only take your body. Limbaugh's can take your soul.


William Saletan covers science and technology for Slate, the online magazine at www.slate.com.


The State Fair of Texas

I went to the State Fair of Texas yesterday with my husband. Let me start off by saying my husband hates the State Fair of Texas, and I love it. I think it is a childhood memory thing. I drag him every year. The only downside is I am not allowed to ride the rides. My husband does not feel they are safe since they are put together in one day by toothless men drinking beer all day.


We went yesterday and we went taking the DART rail. Which was way too crowded, people baffle me trying to fit their asses onto an already crowded car. Honestly you see people standing in the stairwell, you are still trying to get on the damn thing? How inconsiderate or stupid can you be?

We finally make it to the fair and we walk around first stop is to the Fletchers Corny Dog stand, that is a right that everyone must partake in. Tasty, tasty!!! We also went to the car show, where I sat in my dream Lexus and Infiniti. My husband got scared as I kept walking by them and sitting in them, over and over and over again. I love my cars!!!!!!! We then saw these African men tumbling all over the place and jumping on each other. These brothers were buff.....they were all shirtless and everything, and they were doing all kinds of crazy stuff, making human pyramids, flipping on each other, and everything. Very energetic indeed. We mostly just walked around. We went to the fairway where the rides were at. Interesting....we have been going to the fair together for about seven years, and some of those rides are older than seven years, they still have a "Magnum P.I." themed ride, as well as a "Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom" themed ride. Now both rides aren't licensed. One is called "Magnum", the other "Indiago". You know those rides are at least 20 years old. You also have the rides with the classy bikini clad girl draped across a Camaro, and other various trailer park themed rides. I wonder who does the ride art, and what white trash redneck background they come from to determine this art is "classy". We then partook in a fried snickers, I admit this is horrible, but that thing was delicious!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!We continued to walk around, saw birds of prey, and lots of different flowers.

I don't know why I love the fair, but I do......really someone needs to stop me.

These pics are taken with a cell phone, which explains the great quality, that and it was overcast :)


She was offended?

She was offended? And why would she name her black cat nigger?

How tacky and classless. Australia is a country full of English rejects.......and it is apparent the gene pool is severely lacking.


N-word sparks Telstra race row

By Holly Ife

October 11, 2006 01:00am
Article from: Herald-Sun

A WOMAN who used the word "nigger" as her telephone account password said she was shocked when a Telstra worker accused her of racism.

Joy Summerhayes said a call centre operator told her she was racist and hung up on her after she called to query a phone account last month.

"I was horrified, I was really taken aback. My husband is Maori and my children are half-Maori. I am not a racist," Ms Summerhayes said.

The woman, from Bendigo in Victoria, said she chose the password when she set up the account almost a decade ago because it was the name of her much-loved black cat who has since died.

"It was just a word, not a statement. It was his name. We used to call him Nig," Ms Summerhayes said.

Last month Ms Summerhayes rang Telstra to query her account, speaking to a call centre worker who sorted out the problem. "At the end of the conversation, he asked if there was anything else he could help me with.

"I said no, and he said, 'By the way, you are a racist. Your password is nigger'.

"I said 'Excuse me, that's my cat's name', and he just hung up."

Ms Summerhayes said she had since received a verbal apology from a manager, but wanted a written apology from the call centre worker involved.

Telstra spokeswoman Sarah McKinnon said many people would find the word "nigger" offensive.

"It is not unnatural that a consultant reacted in this way," she said. "But it is unacceptable for any Telstra employee to speak to a customer in this manner.

"We are looking into what happened in this case. Telstra would encourage all customers to choose passwords that are unlikely to offend others, as they sometimes will need to offer them verbally."

Ms Summerhayes said she would not be changing her password.