Borat reports on the Shocking secret life of Ahmadinejad November 11, 2007

It all began when in late 2007 the Iranian President Most Honorable and Rt. Mr. Mahmoud Ahmadinejad enlightened the whole world (to the great relief of millions of Christian evangelists all over the world) that there are no gay people in Iran. This was contradicted by quite a few people. For example this half Iranian happy boy who lives in U.K. wrote >> CLICK>>THIS ARTICLE<< in the Guardian newspaper mentioning how his affections were- supposedly- sought by a Muslim/Iranian queer in one of Iran’s public parks.

 

This whole controversy piqued the interest of Kazakh journalist who has already gained international fame by his courageous and meticulous reporting on Middle Eastern affairs. Kazakhstan Times –in special arrangement with these publications for different reasons; New York Times, Washington Times, Playboy, Hustler, National Review, Jerusalem Post, The Guardian, Al Jazeera and Catholicnews.com- sent Borat to Iran on a special assignment to discover the truth, the sole truth, nothing but the filthy, dirty and raw gay truth, if there was any.

 

Borat has already risked his life on many occasions to report with utmost courage on Middle Eastern affairs. Last time he was almost killed by American ”friendly fire” when he was traveling with some British soldiers on a secret military mission. But this time again, he rose up to the challenge and not fearing for his life, set for Iran to discover the sinister underworld of Iran that was to shock the world and make it pause **Reportedly Osama Bin Laden has issued a new video tape assuring that he does not share any values of his Iranian counterparts…..Though Britain may share some values with Saudi Arabia** This is what Borat unearthed….

 

Borat found the huge gay culture thriving in many parts of Iran that corresponds to ancient Iranian culture, history and literature. Iranian gay men have a passion for Bette Midler music. (something that the US State Department should take note of) But the truth is that it was always an open secret for international community and there was nothing shocking about it. Fags are everywhere; not just on cigarettes. Borat only confirmed what we all knew all along. But here is SOMETHING ELSE he managed uncover. Most of his pictures were destroyed while running away, escaping from gay Iranian soldiers who gave him a hot chase as he made his way out of Iran. This picture shows the secret life of Ahmadinejad himself who still claims there are no gay people in Iran…..

 

 

Borat managed to capture this photo when he secretly pursued Ahmedinejad’s Limo on horseback. He followed Ahmedinejad through a labyrinth of a rugged, mountainous terrain, close to the Afghnistan border. Borat was damn sure Ahmadinjead was going to meet some terrorists…. but……. what he found was that there was an elite secret gay club right in the middle of nowhere in a martian terrain of endless desert and bone dry mountains. This picture was taken from the keyhole of the gay club’s door with a special camera developed by Ukrainian spies working illegally in Ireland, on potato farms.

 

Now the official statement by Iranian President makes perfect sense. ”There are no homosexuals in Iran”. It denotes two things:

 

1.) Iranian president is living in denial about his happiness.

 

2.) Iranian president is trying to cover his tracks that lead to happiness.

 

P.S. — **It is also believed that the secret elite gay club Iranian president frequents serves no alcoholic beverages in strict compliance with Islamic laws**

Thoughts on interracial dating, couples, marriage and race relations October 25, 2007

Well, I thought I would bring this subject up some time. But I just find it too boring to talk about. I mean things like one’s race, ethnicity and sexual orientation are talked about because how the whole society is designed with its combined perceptions, prejudices, fears etc. I give you one interesting insight into the human psyche as far as the race goes. I read this new story a while back where they reported about the confidential data from a Western dating website. One of the real striking thing was when people were asked which ”races” they would like to date. Most men and women selected, ”It does not matter.” Naturally, no one would like to be thought of as racist or uneducated etc. But when these very men and women replied to emails they almost always replied to the White ones, some 93% of the time. Interesting huh?

 

 

But why am I talking about it? First of all, I am academically interested in race relations and on the bigger scale, clash of civilizations. I am interested in race relations in countries where different races or ethnicities live: Malaysia (Chinese, Malay, Indians), Singapore, South Africa, New Zealand, Switzerland, Russia, Latin and Central America and most Western countries, ESPECIALLY USA. Second, I am bringing it up because there is a Canadian website called Vancouver forum and someone started a thread on interracial dating (Asian men and White women to be specific), especially on University of British Columbia Campus in Vancouver. CLICK HERE for The link to that forum

 

 

Here I am copy pasting some of the messages I posted on that thread. All that discussion piqued my brain into expressing opinions. BUT NOTE: As you are aware of my writing style, I am saying many of the things tongue in cheek and satirically. So, read it with a pinch of salt. But I really tried to express my thoughts on the subject Objectively.

 

 

1.) I donno what the fuss is all about. Some messages back ”Tina” pointed out rightly that this is a stupid conversation because ALL WOMEN ARE HOT in their own different ways. ”Tina” is right.

 

But there is only one thing that ”tina” forgot to mention and I would like to add something guys (as in boys). As long you have a regular job and money, you will attract women of all races, regardless of your own race. That’s the universal rule since the beginning of mankind (and thanks to man’s rib, womankind). I’m sure Adam got Eve because he had a rich Daddy to begin with…the Universal rule does apply, All through human history. Men of power and money get women. I know it sounds vulgar but it’s true. You can even read Shakespeare’s Othelo and how Othelo gets Desdemona (though he eventually loses her by killing her)

 

Talking of race, voot you think about your Canadian hero Mark Steyn’s new book ”America Alone- The End of the world as we know it”? Are you Canadians spooked by the bearded folks of Arabia lurking all over Canada as Mark Steyn points out? Get to my blog post then for the book’s review and comment: HERE]

 

2.) I do agree with you Burning Ember, though you have a blunt way of putting it. I am no big fan of interracial for its own sake. I don’t think it’s cool or unique. It just happens that’s all. And in your own words, the society is all against it. They hate it. Same goes with inter-religious marriages. Jew-Christian/ Christian-Muslim…. Jew-Muslim! All tough stuff. But I personally find it SAD. It means society makes rules for us and we don’t have any say in our own life. And all this in the modern age.

 

I bet in old times, really old times, different races in many places intermarried and mingled without all that fuss (That’s why we share 99.9% of our genes). I personally would find it tough if I marry a person of different race, I’m brown and marrying both a White or Black is more or less a taboo, sort of social crime. But then if I do fall in love with a White or Black woman, I personally would go ahead and say to the rest of the world (that would Object or try to stop me) that they can sit in their chair and finger their anus… or maybe I will be more polite and quote Bible ,”For this reason they shall leave their mother and father and become one flesh.” lol **By the way, I’m just giving an example**

 

 

Hmmm.. what else. To sum it up, I love good and interesting people of all races and I hate bad and boring people of all races, cultures, ethinicities, species or whatever else we have. )

 

 

3.) I believe the reasons are mostly cultural, religious, economic, lingual (and many other factors like different families, friends, cuisine!!…and so on).. That’s why people from two different races get so many hurdles to overcome, if they do like each other or worse yet, fall in love.

 

 

4.) Hi Robert. I agree with your observations, though it did make me wonder a little what the heck you were doing stalking interracial couples all day long?

 

 

But anyway, you’re right, Asian Male/ White Female is something of a rarity. White male/Asian Female happens quite often. Now be surprised, I am in NZ. And I see the same pattern here. But I am a bit surprised by this post because I really didn’t think it was all that a big deal in Canada. But maybe it is because there really are LOTS AND LOTS of Asians in Canada, especially in a city like Vancouver. Hence the fuss.

 

 

Well, coming to basics: there are psychological reasons (i will get to it in the next paragraph) as well as White race being considered the epitome of human beauty etc., thanks to Hollywood, TV, Playboy and what not (For the love of God has anyone seen hot Iranian or Afghani girls? Even many pretty Asian girls are very hot, though they deviate from ”classic features”)

 

 

Now psychological reasons. In Immigrant Western countries Whites are in majority and it’s their home turf, they got demographic advantages and everything else that comes with it. Of course, then, for colored males getting a White Girlfriend is like a trophy girlfriend. Yeah, I know it sounds stupid. But that’s the way it works. I often have talked to many mixed race or colored guys here in NZ– who have mixed race gf– say to me when I ask where their gf comes from, ”…Ohh she really looks white though… She got like light brown hair and green eyes…Ohh you would think she is white…” It sounds so uneducated, depressing, self-hating and vulgar to me.

 

 

Further notes added on Tuesday, 30th October.

 

 

Note 1- Just adding an observation that often the word ”INTERRACIAL” is highly politicized. It’s a word that is used for promoting grudges, hatred, prejudices and what not. This word almost always means a union of a White person (often female) and a colored person of any race (Often male). This stereotype cannot be confirmed more if you happen to come across one of those interracial porn websites. You know what I mean. But I personally think of interracial in its literal sense, i.e. union of two races whichever they maybe, including mixed or biracial individuals. For example, Here in New Zealand I have often seen Asian women (mostly Chinese) going out with men of other colored races.

 

And I must make a special mention of Maori race, the native people of New Zealand who form a sizable minority. Maoris have interbred with almost any race you can imagine. A Maori person may look very European with blonde or light hair, Polynesian, Asiatic or with some quite dark colored and native physical features too. I am sure such intricate interracial patterns maybe true with many other countries as well.

 

 

 

***CLICK HERE**

 

Note 2– Here (CLICK) is a very interesting

link about the origin and evolution of modern human

races.

On books (book buying rather), Fakers and how it feels to have your testicles removed. September 21, 2007

Picture: There are some people I would love to strangle… but then there maybe people who want to strangle me…. The latter threat kills the former urge…

I am still on ”vacation”.. Umm no. I am on 360 quarantine. partial quarantine?… Well, simply and honestly put I am engrossed in more and more things, including some useless, life sucking, stressful events that require so much time and energy. It is a part of life. But I would rather fight my demons than be on the internet, gulp beer or coffee and pretend the world does not exist. I am no escapist though I am not fond of fighting forever either. lol. We’ll see.

 

This blog-post is not about recounting some great adventures but only to update briefly on my life (the only bits I want to reveal, I do have copyright over my life, including the fact that I pee in shower. But then who doesn’t?) and some thoughts that crossed my mind. So here we go:

Book buying binge– I have no idea where it came from. I am obsessive compulsive (a point often made in my blogs) and also extremely impulsive. I am a book lover, of serious, grave, ‘classic’, sombre, educative, provocative, intellectual, informative books; fiction or non fiction. But I always borrowed books from library. And let me boast I have, in this wonderful city of Christchurch, New Zealand, probably one of the BEST PUBLIC LIBRARY networks in the world. I know, rarely anybody in NZ reads my blog (most of active internet creatures that I keep on befriending are North Americans and British crooks, which I am very comfortable with because I AM interested in them) But I would like to express my heartfelt gratitude to the Christchurch City Council that runs, maintains and constantly upgrades these libraries and their extensive services.

 

I am in the gypsy mode, not knowing where I will reside forever and call that place home. Honestly, maybe I would never like to reside anywhere and will keep moving in my life, i.e. whenever I have the freedom. I will not talk of this more. Let’s come to the books. Hmmm.. so yeah, this almost supernatural impulse hit me. I was on NZ’s online trading site (local version of Ebay) and I started buying second hand books from all over NZ, mostly ‘classics’ of English literature but basically anything from Complete works of Shakespeare, Gore Vidal, Paul Theroux and also bits of Thomas Harris (I just spelled him as Robert Harris and made correction, showing this is not my usual terrain….do I hear Hannibal chattering his teeth?) This book buying madness was true to my obsessive compulsive nature. Despite my poverty I have amassed about $400 of second hand books. Some of them in very new and awesome condition, others musty, tatty and well browned. I enjoyed welcoming all of them as they came to me, one by one, from all over New Zealand.

 

But here is the thing. In the last 3 weeks, I have been so obsessed with this binge that I hardly read a single book. This is in contrast to my library borrowing days when I often did read at least a couple of books every week. lol But still, these books are here for my perusing and perused they will be. That’s a promise. The other two subjects of this blog revolve around this 3 week book buying binge.

Fakers- This happened yesterday. Quite a few books that I bought online were from Christchurch sellers and I went to their places to pick them up. I bid on 3 books on American politics (Iran-Contra affair, Memoirs of Ronald Reagon and Bob Woodward’s book on the first gulf war and the inside workings of Pentagon, Bush (the senior) administration). So I went to this guy’s house. I knock on the door. No reply. It is 7:30pm and is already dark. There is complete silence around me save the occasional cars whispering past the house, on the road. I knock some more. No reply. I get impatient. I get out my cell and ring his phone. He picks up. A very polite and civilized voice. I tell him I’m outside his door. The door is opened by a handsome man with a very warm, broad smile and twinkling, intelligent eyes. We exchange hellos.

 

He hands me the books, I put money on his palm and am about to go. He asks me with a warm, friendly smile, ”Just curious, why do you want all these books on America?” I say, ”Ummm.. I am very interested in politics and America. That’s all.” I do have plans to go for American studies sometime in future but I choose not to reveal this and depart. But he beams and adds, ”Me too! I love America. I am interested in all their presidents. I was studying about America about 10 years back. That’s when I bought these books. O, you must read this one about Nixon. I love it.” I appreciate his feedback, ”Yeah? Cool. I will read it as soon as I can. So, you like the Nixon one huh?” He beams more, ”Yeah! yeah! I love Nixon.” My jaw kinda drops, my very tired eyes twitch more and in a confused, tired and husky voice I manage to utter, ”You…. LIKE?…Nixon??.” His smile becomes a bit insecure but retains the warmth, ”Yep… yep. I like Nixon.” I give it a thought for two seconds and say, ”Ok…?..”

 

Then I left and while I drove back home I wondered if there really are people who actually like Nixon? This really amused me. I thought I would Google this unknown phenomenon, especially spread to Kiwis (New Zealander) who generally hate anything that Republican America represents (Let’s not get into the King of Watergate, I am not going to insult or challenge your intelligence and am deliberately obscure because if you don’t know what I am talking about, don’t read further.)

 

I take a look at the books. Very nice, hardbacks. Almost in new conditon, considering they are at least 10 years old! I go over their table of contents. Something strikes me. NONE OF THEM is about Nixon… not even partially. I bought (the comments) ,”Read that one about Nixon” thing because actually I did bid on one book about Nixon and I was confused that it was from him. It wasn’t. He was just faking intelligence and understanding of America and American politics. I mean…. not even dressing up partial understanding…. but faking it from the core to the exterior facade. This is comparable to someone not knowing the difference between Bush and bush. You know? How can people be so… well… empty?.. Fake…?

 

As for me, as I was telling some other friend, I can be proud of the fact that I never fake. I never dressed up my reality before both my online or offline friends that I am poor. I am a loser. And sometimes I may not say it directly but you do know that I am a psycho.

My balls removed because I cannot afford (or am shy of) broadband internet– This story also is related to my book
buying binge. The very last book that I bid on obsessively was Russka by Edward Rutherword. A vast historical novel about Russia and its history. I was leading the bid to the last minute. It was a hardback in excellent new condition. I could get it for as cheap as $6 (including postage). At the very last minute I got an email. I though, ”Voohoo! I won it!” I used my crawling dial up internet to check my email that told me I was outbid by someone else by 50 cents and I need to make a fresh bid within one minute. I was stunned and hurriedly typed the website address. My dial-up took its crawling time and revealed the page to me in about 30 seconds. I click ”bid” and new page emerges as if a cockroach is sauntering from one shit-pile to another. The page opens and it tells me that my bid cannot be placed because the auction has been won by another bidder called, ”Sexybitch”. I fought back tears of frustration. I never felt such gnawing helplessness in my life since my very young days.

 

Probably I went through similar feelings when as a kid of 6 some older boys would repeatedly peel my shorts down and laugh in groups at the look of my naked butt and the wee-wee. I wanted to stop them but I could not… and it happened so suddenly that I could not check it in real time. And once the harm was done, it was done forever. I felt so…. emasculated as in having my testicles chopped off.

 

Update and afterword- Broadband internet in NZ has been expensive and heavily capped. I hate all capped things that limit my freedom. I don’t want broadband and then some email telling me I exceeded my limit. Plus, they need one year contract and I am a gypsy. But well, just found an ISP that slows users down to dial up once the cap is exceeded. And there is $100 fine for breaching contract. It sounds reasonable. Maybe I will go broad. I won’t let any Sexybitch beat me by 50 cents. This is not to be tolerated.

What about the world population? Is it growing beyond control or dying beyond recovery??? August 13, 2007

Picture: Brooding on the broods.

What follows is merely my long comment on Fuzzy’s blog. She raised the issue of ”population control” as she downed few glasses of wine. But in the process she fired my own brain to rattle off and this comment came to life. Right now, as of July 2007, the world population stands at 6,602,224,175 (est.) and I think this is an awfully large number considering the resources and size of our planet that is barely 29% land and much of that land is uinhabitable anyway, covered in hot deserts, arid lands, perma-frost, ice caps, rugged landscape and mountains. I personally, would support maintaining the current population that is having enough babies to match the death rate. But it has to be an educated, sovereign individual choice. Following is my comment (not edited for typos etc. yet):

This subject (birth rates,Population and controlling its increase) has zillions of dimensions and it all depends which one you’re talking about. Your point in this post is, it is wrong for governments to control population growth: ”Nothing good in history comes from population control, from trying to “fix” nature or God or the cosmos or whatever it is that you believe in.” You push all the buttons of the argument and top it off with this comment. I think the gist of your post was, ”I don’t give a rat’s ass anyway and wonder why some people do” LOL? Here are some views anyway:

1.) Overpopulation IS A PROBLEM, in most parts of the world. Poor parts, impoverished parts. yeah. It is very ironical that the birth rates are overwhelmingly higher in countries that don’t have enough food, potable water and other resources to sustain even their existing population. Quality of life as a result is further deteriorating and no one cares.

It is largely because people there are such miserable wretches they neither know nor can afford contraception. Other than that those new babies are useful to them ragged folks. These kids can do manual labor, beg in the streets and very often can be sold as sex objects to horny Western paedophiles flying into these godforsaken lands from all sorts of rich Western countries.

2.) Religious folks have a strange idea about population control though: They oppose it, through and through. All Catholics, other Christians and of course Muslims too. I believe reasons for it are more political than religious in nature. Of course if one religious sect’s birth rate is high their total number is also likely to be high. For these reasons I find population growth encouraged by religious leaders as very depressing. Because it means religious leaders want their followers to breed like chickens for their own statistical advantage.

I have noticed even purely political calls for making more babies. The one I remember was by Palestinians leaders. They asked all Palestianian and Arabs women living within Israel to make as many babies as they can so that in due time it would be possible to outnumber Jews in Israel. The exact words were, ”use your wombs as weapons.”. Phew. That’s one twisted conspiracy. LOL.

3.) Finally, I come to what you’re familiar with. No problems about overpopulation in the Western world. It is true. Indeed your neighbor to the North, Canada is DESPERATE to have a certain number of people to immigrate to Canada- every year- in order to maintain minimum population growth rate which is VITAL for the growth of economy in all sectors from farming, housing, banking, industry to anything you can imagine. Just like Canada, Australia, New Zealand have TARGETS of ELIGIBLE Immigrants that must reach their shores every year in order to maintain the population growth rate that could at least replace the number of people that die or leave their country permanently every year.

U.S. of A is the only industrial and Western country that is not facing low birth rate problems YET. Indeed Americans are happily breeding at a very healthy rate all you Whites, Blacks, Latinos, Asians etc. But some countries especially in Europe are getting all Jittery. Population is increasingly getting OLD and not enough new babies are being born. More and more old pensioners needing public health services than young energetic employees. An economic nightmare. In Sweden it was considered a national crisis and there used to be ads on TV in which their international Tennis superstar used to urge his countrymen to ”F*** for future.”

I think Swedes (and other Europeans/ Japanese) would be much more successful if they all become Catholics. I should shut up, I’m sounding all political.

The Romance of adolescent years. August 12, 2007

Picture: Pretty Megan Follows (in 1985) as the orphan girl Anne Shirley; aka, Anne of Green Gables, Anne with the ”e” and ”Carrots”

Beginning of this weekend was a wonderful disovery of Anne of Green Gables when I decided to watch Anne of Green Gables DVD of the wonderful 1985 movie/TV adaptation of Lucy Maud Montgomery’s book. This movie was made, aptly, in Canada by CBC (Canadian Broadcasting Corporation) in conjunction with other national broadcasters, PBS of America and ZDF of Germany.

 

 

 

I had heard a lot about Anne of Green Gables and even seen bits of some of the TV adaptations of the series of Anne books but never really got into it. I never read the book or completely knew the plot or story. I was aware that it was set in idyllic Prince Edward Island and lots of people with romantic disposition swooned over it. But after watching the series I realized how charming it really is. Moreover, as I trained my eyes on the book, I find it is full of beautiful writing, sweeping emotions, and wonderful humor. What else? ROMANCE. Yeah. So, I will try to read at least the first 3 of the Anne books in the near future. Great stuff.

 

 

 

This leads me to conclude I am overwhelmingly attracted to the well written stories of childhood years with all the ADVENTURES, QUIRKS, DISCOVERIES and ROMANCE. Anne of Green Gables resonates with the same strain of charming writing about young folks as portrayed in my favourite books: Adventures of Huckleberry Finn, Adventures of Tom Sawyer, To Kill a Mockingbird and to some extent Gone with the Wind. So, I encourage you to dip into some of this stuff and delight in it.

 

 

 

For now, I am posting a collage (Anne/ Gilbert romance) of some of the scenes from Anne of Green Gables’ 1985 TV adaptation which captures the magic of the book.

 

 

Gilbert teases Anne of Green Gables on her first day in school.

Anne ignores and Gilbert persists….

Gilbert calls her ”Carrots” because of her red hair (that she is really ashamed of/she wants ”Raven Black” hair) …Moreover, Gilbert gives her the tug.

Short tempered Anne gets mad.

She breaks a slate over Gilbert’s head.

 

This is at the very end of the movie, LOTS of things have occured and LOTS of water has gone under the bridge. Gilbert comes to Anne across a vast expanse of green grass, riding on a black horse and gives her a good news. He again calls her ”Carrots” and Miss. Anne Shirley is angry no more.

 

 Anne’s god- mother, guardian and best friend Marrila wonders how come she warmed up to Gilbert and Anne replies. Here is a sweet original dialogue from the book:

 

 

 

“I didn’t think you and Gilbert Blythe were such good

 

friends that you’d stand for half an hour at the gate

 

talking to him,” said Marilla with a dry smile.

 

“We haven’t been–we’ve been good enemies. But we

 

have decided that it will be much more sensible to be

 

good friends in the future. Were we really there half an

 

hour? It seemed just a few minutes. But, you see, we have

 

five years’ lost conversations to catch up with, Marilla.”

In defense of Ms. Hilton June 10, 2007

Picture: Ms. Paris Hilton (Sound bite: MOM!!! It’s not right!!!!)

To begin with, I HATE, all celebrity news especially when they appear all over serious media that are supposed to pay attention to serious issues and the news that matter and inform. Whenever I catch celebrity news headlines anywhere, I recoil in disgust, look away and kill the internet page, turn the newspaper page, flip the TV or radio channel. I often get the stares when people talk about celebrity lives and I shrug my shoulders, ”Umm I donno, and don’t wanna know.”

 

But Ms. Hilton stories have bombarded me from so many millions of sources that there was no escape. It has burned into my memory now. First of all I must explain why I am using rather respectful ”Ms.” before Ms. Hilton’s name. There are two reasons: 1.) I sympathize with her. 2.) I have an enormous respect for all the money she has.

 

So, feeling obliged to go with the flow, I also searched the internet to know about Ms. Hilton’s tumultuous past especially the saucy details of her sex videos. I also am embarrassed to admit that I actually came across pictures of Ms. Hilton performing fellatio on her lover. In short, it was a big thing (the controversy I mean). Though Ms. Hilton’s family and friends were outraged at the alleged leaking of sex video it only ended up making more millions for Ms. Hilton and catapulting her popularity among the ever so horny and hungry masses.

 

The recent event was of course about her trouble with the law and the consequent sentence of 45 days in jail. I knew I had to blog about it when I was at my right wing Christian friend’s home couple of days back. It was a chilly, foggy evening as Southern Hemisphere is in the grips of winters now. We were having coffee and chatting. The Tv. was on and there was a story about Ms. Hilton being released after 3 odd days in jail. My flaming Christian’s nostrils flared up, forehead got wrinkled with holy wrath and he growled, ”Bitch!! Bitch! There is no justice! Of course they paid tons of money to the corrupt officials. I hope she again breaks law. There won’t be second getting away from it. I hope she comes back! No one penalizes celebrities, they always get away!”

 

I calmly reminded him Mr. Mel Gibson does that sort of thing quite often and also yells at police officials when they arrest him, makes very objectionable Anti- Semitic remarks in the classic Catholic anti- Jew vein. I pointed out to him Mel Gibson was not jailed and it too was very unfair. My friend was mum and started talking about Ms. Hilton again.

 

I believe there is a bit of a prejudice, moral judgments, misogyny playing their role in it, especially as I compare Ms. Hilton’s predicament with that of holy Mel Gibson. So, I thought I would blog about this to say something that they, the people and their mass media are not talking about.

 

In the end, I do have some issues with Ms. Hilton though. I think she should own up to her folly bravely than cry in front of her mom. I don’t mean it as a joke, but when I really read about her heart cry in the court– ”Mom! It’s not right!”– it kind of pierced my heart. I mean we all have said the same words some time in our life. It makes it even more tragic when Ms. Hilton has to say this in public at the ripe age of 26. She is also wasting heaps of money, time and energy on lawyers, PR folks etc.

 

If Hilton empire pays me about $20,000 plus travel expenses, I would be very happy to guide Ms. Hilton through this ordeal, soothe and heal her wrecked nerves, shattered peace and broken spirit. Should anyone know someone inside the Hilton circle, get in touch with me. I have this overwhelming desire to do good. Besides, I’m short of cash.

Farewell Cindy Sheehan June 3, 2007

Picture: The anti-war mom realizes that she was a pawn after all.

Finally, Cindy Sheehan has ”resigned” from her unofficial post of anti- war mom. As much as I totally understood her grief and helpless rage at the war president, Mr. Dubya, I pitied the way Democrats and the so called pro Democrat Liberal media quickly turned her into an anti war poster girl. The poor woman was drained of her emotions, energy, time and whatever else she sincerely put at stake. In her own words: “I’ve been wondering why I’m killing myself and wondering why the Democrats caved in to George Bush. I’m going home now for awhile to try and be normal.” I am relieved that she finally realized that but wonder what took her so long!?

There is essentially one major difference between activists like Cindy Sheehan and the good old politicians. The latter know how to use the former and the former got no idea! Cindy Sheehan’s fragile and agitated emotional state was successfully exploited by politicians. She was brainwashed and was launched for this divine mission to bring about peace. She would not listen to the impassioned pleas of her family members who begged her to come back home all this time. Hmmmm…. better late than never.

Now, as for wars they take place for good business and propaganda. Also, to justify the existence of billions of dollar worth weapons industry, war ministries, departments etc. As for excuses, use what you will. I just read Khaled Husseini’s book the Kite Runner. It is an entertaining quick read that also gives you basic information about the modern history of Afghanistan. It also mentions how barbaric and anti- women, anti- civil rights Taleban are. Bravo!!!

Many American readers Love that kind of stuff. And this book becomes the BEST SELLER. Fine. But no one likes to remember that American tax payers paid billions of dollars- albeit inadvertently- into creating, arming and funding Taleban about 30 odd years back. But of course, that makes people uncomfortable and besides, Taleban were not supposed to kill Americans, only to massacre Afghans and Russians. It didn’t work out exactly as planned. Bad Luck.

The truth is, as above paragraph asserts, this war stuff is a sinister business and there are people who truly benefit from both terrorism and war on terrorism. Both feed each other and will continue to exist. Apart from that it’s good entertainment for media empires and all. There is no substance to it if you dig a bit under the surface. And it’s not about which political party is running the government. For devil’s sake Bill Clinton used to start carpet bombing Bosnia and Herzegovina and pharmaceutical plants in Sudan whenever media focused on his sex life inside White House. Someone screws the wrong person and the miserable folks in the third world have to pay for it with their lives. This world is so tragic that it starts to sound incredibly funny.

Funny Fag News May 29, 2007

Picture : Homoerotic Animation (lol) I bemoan that lately this blog has been very inactive and TAME. I say ”tame” because the one very strong premises of my blog has always been that it will bring ODD things to your attention: to provoke, inspire, tickle or simply to leave a bad taste on your tongue. Now… I cannot really go too far like posting porn or graphic images like Rotten.com. , simply because it is not my taste or profession.

I love queer news and personally am a strong supporter of gay rights. This is because I believe that if you give freedom to the Universally hated folks, you can guarantee it for everybody. Ok, this is the excerpt form the news story from Australian Broadcasting Corporation that tickled me immensely and I would like to scare (share) it with you. Let me know what you think of it: Do you find it queer? funny? disgusting ? unfair? or you think that it was very fair of the hotel management to protect the privacy and convenience of their happy customers:

‘‘TONY JONES: In Melbourne, a hotel has won the right to refuse entry to anyone who’s not a gay man. The Peel Hotel in inner city Collingwood sought an exemption from the Equal Opportunity Act because its gay patrons are being abused by other drinkers. More from Anthony Howard. ” ( CLICK to Read or Listen fully story)

FLAMING question : I have a burning question though. Using the same logic, would that be fair to say that gay men should be barred from exclusively Heterosexual hotels or establishments ( Let’s say it’s sorta high class semi brothel of a hotel where proud heterosexual men, married or otherwise, go to seek or buy sex with professional women) Do heterosexuals have the right to keep gay men away from such places because they have the right to stop homosexuals perving them? LOL

Funny comment update:

Just saw this comment on the story at Netscape: SOMEONE : This is pure discrimination. However’ who in their right mind would want to stay in a hotel where all you would see is men kissing, hugging and yuck!

SO I had to post a reply: Seems like you would have no problem being in a Lesbian only hotel where you could see women ”kissing, hugging and yuck!” ?

Wisdom from Above May 3, 2007

Wisdom from Above delivered by Homer, The Philosopher.

”Life is nothing but a competition to be the criminal rather than the victim.” — Bertrand Russel.

God only knows what transpires in the heavens. March 31, 2007

Picture: A rare spectacle of a meteor shower

 

 

It so happened that an airplane was calmly flying from Santiago, Chile to Sydney, Australia. But on its way it got a heavenly surprise just as it entered New Zealand airspace. BBC headline describes it more aptly, ‘‘Flaming debris nearly misses jet”. This flaming space debris just exploded, ignited and burned before the place, missing it by about 40 seconds. Had it been on the spot, Al Qaeda could always be blamed for that to bolster political careers and justify security measures. Ok, that was a joke. Or was it…? But let me quote the official description that had me laughing for some reason, ‘Lan airline said the captain ”made visual contact with the incandescent fragments several kilometers away.” Ummm… that almost has some alien erotic undertones to it. Ok, that was a joke too, stop wandering into the fantasy land and keep reading.

 

 

 

 

Definition of a meteor from Word Web Dictionary:

A streak of light in the sky at night that results when a meteoroid hits the earth’s atmosphere and air friction causes the meteoroid to melt or vaporize or explode.

 

Even the definition sounds so poetic and exotic. BBC article mentions that ‘the experts say about 100 tons of extraterrestrial dust grains fall to earth each day.’ Phew. My very first encounter with a shooting star was chilling and thrilling.

 

Flashback: A hot summer day in early 1990s. I am about 14. Nighttime. I am lying in a cot on the rooftop of our house, appreciating the stars and listening to the garble of faint shortwave radio signals. Then this happens. A new bright star appears in the sky, it seems rather very close unlike other stars. In less than a second it flames so bright that it almost dazzles my eyes like a camera flash, if you’re really looking at it. It develops a flaming tail. Now I think it is very much heading for me. So close and speeding towards me. I gasp. It is all happening so fast I have no time to decipher it. Just before I think it is going to hit earth and pulverize everything to make a mushroom cloud I see it break into 2 or 3 fragments that flame up in smoky tails and disappear…

 

 

I had NO IDEA that it was a shooting star. It just looked like some missile or alien thing headed towards earth to destroy everything. It did not look pretty, it looked cold and violent. I have seen many shooting stars after that but that had to be one of the biggest and brightest ones.

 

 

The Night it snowed Embers…..

 

This is a picture of an eerie meteor shower that occurred in 2003 above central Indian skies, in a rural region. It was rather threatening and did some damage to the houses.

 

 

Definition of meteor shower: A transient shower of meteors when a meteor swarm enters the earth’s atmosphere: So unlike a shooting star, meteor shower has a bunch of big, medium and many tiny shooting stars that can light up the night sky. It is rare.

 

Few years after my first shooting star experience the whole world marveled at that famous meteor shower. It was either 1999 or 2001 leonids , also called the King of Meteor showers.The night it was to appear -not in full glory, in my part of the world, but only the faint version of the real thing- I decided to spend the whole night on the rooftop with a thermos of black coffee and scan the sky. I waited and waited. Nothing happened. My two little dogs kept on visiting and checking up on me from time to time, as if asking me to come down because they were getting bored. I kept petting their little heads with affection; they licked my hands, brushed against my legs and went down to come back again.

 

 

At around 1:40am, I did see some very distant, faint light yellow streaks. As if meteor shower was happening on some other planet and I was able to see it from earth. But still it was not in vain, though my dogs would disagree.