I guess scatx was feeling down in the dumps or whatever, probably because it's that time of the month when she's kayaking down the crimson ladyriver, and Liss sent her this picture of my hero, Ron Swanson.
I didn't even know he was a centaur, no less that he was trained in the ancient art of bacon-chaining. You learn something new every day, Shakers. You learn something new every day.
Alex at Think Progress: "Activists working to recall Wisconsin Gov. Scott Walker (R) filed petitions today with more than 1 million signatures to the state, close to double the almost they needed to begin the recall process and force Walker to stand for reelection in November. If successful, it would be the first gubernatorial recall in Wisconsin history, and only the third in U.S. history. The number of signatures comes close to the 1,128,941 votes Walker received, and was far more than the 540,000 needed."
Via @scatx, Steve Weinstein noted that Wisconsin's "entire population is just 5.6 million and more than 1 million of them just signed to recall their Gov. Walker."
Today is not only First Lady Michelle Obama's birthday; it is also Betty White's 90th birthday—and, over the weekend, there was a celebratory gala in her honor, which included this AMAZING birthday greeting from President Barack Obama:
Male voiceover, over text onscreen reading "Dear Betty…": Ladies and gentlemen, an official birthday message from President Barack Obama.
President Obama in voiceover, over video of himself sitting at his desk in the Oval Office, filling out a greeting card: Dear Betty, you look so fantastic and full of energy, I can't believe you're 90 years old. In fact, I don't believe it. That's why I'm writing to ask if you will be willing to produce a copy of your long-form birth certificate. [audience laughter] Thanks, and happy birthday, no matter how old you are!
The Golden Girls' theme, "Thank You for Being a Friend," begins to play as President Obama puts his pen back in his jacket pocket, then adds a framed photo of Betty White to the table of family photographs behind his desk. He sits back down, puts in earbuds, and rocks out with a grin to "Thank You for Being a Friend." [laughter and applause]
Let that settle any debate about whether Betty White is a national treasure.
An actual text exchange Deeky and I had this weekend, after we had a high-larious conversation in which we were deeply amusing one another. What I'm trying to say is: Find creative ways of telling your friends that they're awesome.
You know, it isn't easy to find a recent news image of M. Obama where she isn't with the President, with her kids, surrounded by people during some activity in her official capacity, or making a "discredit" face, i.e. the published images in which women in public service are caught making an angry, silly, and/or open-mouthed expression. I had to go back two months to find this image of the First Lady, on her own, looking thoughtful and serene and, as always, totally gorgeous.
[Content Note: This post discusses fat hatred and diabetes.]
So celebrity chef Paula Deen has confirmed that she has diabetes II. And now that enough people are criticizing the "just desserts" jokes, and pointing out that singularly "eating your way to diabetes" is a myth, the nature of the criticism has changed to call her out for only "admitting" she has diabetes now that she's signed an endorsement deal with a pharmaceutical company, presumably to pitch some diabetes drug.
I'm not going to belabor the point here: This line of argument is some straight-up horseshit.
First of all, being a public figure does not obligate one to disclose their health issues. Secondly, and more importantly, no one gives a hot shit whether Sally Field disclosed her osteoporosis before she started hawking Boniva, and no one demanded to see Jamie Lee Curtis' colonoscopies when she became the pitchwoman for Activia.
And that's because we aren't desperate to find a way to blame them for their own literal ills since they're not OMG FAT. And supposedly making other people OMG FAT.
If you weren't concerned about how long Bob Dole was impotent before he became the spokesboner for Viagra (and you weren't), then shut the fuck up about Paula Deen.
When we first got Dudley, he was so scared of me touching him that he'd pee on himself in fright if I got near him. Yesterday, not quite two years later, I was sitting on the loveseat in the living room when Dudley hopped up next to me and laid his head across my lap.
That was a remarkable moment, because, even though he has now long loved affection, and would cozy up next to you if you sat beside him, he hasn't been the type to initiate an intimate snuggle. That, Zelda taught him.
Video Description: Zelda grabs a plushy lobster from the dogs' toy bin and carries it, through a sea of scattered toys, over to Dudley's dog bed where he is lying. She lines up next to him, then lies down beside him, carefully threading herself between his gangly legs. (When Zelly first got here, she'd try this maneuver and Dudz would hop up and walk away.) She chews contentedly on the lobster. "What are you doing, puppies?" I ask, from behind the camera. Zelly looks at me, then goes back to chewing. "Are you being good dogs? Djohhhh. So cute."
"We have to allow for people to grow and learn, and it took courage for King to make her statement. With her declaration, we will now see if Bernice King follows the lead of her late mother, Coretta Scott King, and her late sister, Yolanda, in their advocacy of full equality for members of the LGBT community."—Pam Spaulding, on Bernice King's about-face on LGBTQI rights: After she spent years in the homobigotry camp, King said at the MLK Day rally in Atlanta this weekend that "she didn't care if people were Hindu, Buddhist, Islamist, were from the North side or the South side, were black or white, were 'heterosexual or homosexual, or gay, lesbian, bisexual, transgender'—that all people were needed to create unity."
I like Pam's generosity, and I want to echo it: Growing and learning in public isn't easy, and it isn't for the weak and faint-hearted. Good on ya, Ms. King.
John Parr, the English musician best known for his 1985 hit song "St. Elmo's Fire (Man in Motion)," has updated his hit to honor the Denver Broncos quarterback and he's called it: "Tim Tebow's Fire."
So, do we want to talk about Alcatraz? Did you watch it? What did you think of it? Did you love it? I did! I LOVED IT.
Let me tell you what I loved about it: Two investigators—one white lady (Sarah Jones) and one man of color (Jorge Garcia). Whut. It's like this show doesn't even KNOW that every set of investigative partners needs at least one white man to make all the decisions! (Yay.)
Also: I'm pretty sure I just watched two hours of television with a fat main character and zero fat jokes. (Yay.)
And the rest of what I loved is spoilers, so I will save them for comments.
In these wild times of political unrest, economic uncertainty, and social cold war, it's nice to know that you can still count on the internetz to regularly deliver straight into your face videos of people doing amazing things that make your butt pucker as you giggle uncontrollably.
So here, via The Daily What, is video shot in August of last year by cinematographer Chris Bryan, using a Phantom HD Gold camera, of the waves off Teahupo'o, Tahiti—which had been designated "double code red" by the French Navy, who threatened with arrest anyone who dared enter the water—and the brave souls who endeavored to surf the fuck outta them.
Video Description: Slow-motion images of surfers on enormous waves, on a beautiful day. Set to "Lower Your Eyelids to Die with the Sun" by M83.
Actual Lede: "Top White House officials are warning liberal and labor leaders to brace themselves for President Obama’s budget proposal."
Actual Quote: "Obama staffers sought to present their budget plan as a glass half full."
So, you know, if you're one of the millions of USians who are suffering from "food insecurity" because many of the social programs that constitute our jury-rigged social safety net are being defunded, don't think of it as your belly being half-empty; think of it as your belly being half-full!
In totally unrelated news, President Obama will accept the Democratic nomination for president at Bank of America stadium this year. Perfect. That is definitely the perfect place and will not look at all comprehensively clueless.
Soooooo, there was totally ANOTHER GOP DEBATE last night, because what better way to recognize Martin Luther King, Jr. Day than to listen to five white racists talk about all the ways they want to undermine the social safety net and roll back all progress toward social justice?
I did not watch the debate, because who fucking cares, but here is my Executive Summary nonetheless: Taxes, Jesus, bootstraps, Reagan, endless war, entitlements, Romney's a poopface, greatest nation in the world, job creators, the end.
Speaking of Mitt Romney, the worst person on the planet until everyone else drops out and endorses him ("Holla!"—Jon Huntsman), Old Doodyhead now has "a commanding 23-point lead over his nearest competitor among Republican registered voters nationally," according to Gallup's latest polling. Congratulations, Mitt Romney! You continue to be the least objectionable of a group of horrible individuals!
Despite the utter futility of even passingly contemplating being able to derail Romney's comfy train-ride to the nomination, his opponents went on the attack in the debate last night, and they're starting to run oppo ads in South Carlina and Florida. Here's a fun one (see if you can guess whose ad it is before the big reveal!):
Obama supported the Wall Street bailouts; so did Romney. Obama gave us radical Obamacare, that was based on Romneycare. Obama's a liberal on social issues; Romney once bragged he's even more liberal than Ted Kennedy on social issues. Why would we ever vote for someone who's just like Obama...when we can unite around Rick Santorum? And beat Obama! [I'm Rick Santorum and I approve this message!]
Ha ha sure. Good one, Rick Santorum. You are a uniter not a divider! What America needs is not the choice between two milquetoast moderates, but one milquetoast moderate and one EXTREME RIGHTWING DIRTBAG! You will definitely win the Republican nomination now and definitely beat Obama! Good for you!
Meanwhile, Newt Gingrich, whom I increasingly suspect of being a closet Barack Obama supporter, because he doesn't seem to want to win the nomination himself, nor does he seem to want any of the other Republicans to win, says don't vote for Rick Santorum! (No problem, bub.) A vote for Rick Santorum is a vote for Mitt Romney! I guess? I mean, I suppose that's a compelling argument on Planet Gleep-Glorp or wherever it is that it's possible to pretend that these primaries still matter and there is the reasonable chance of a Romney upset. But everywhere else, like here, on Earth, it just sounds like nonsense. "Your blather is too hooeylicious for us, Newt."—Everyone.
Point-Counterpoint: Rick Santorum's wife, Karen Santorum, aka the Luckiest Lady in America, says that, contra Gingrich, Rick Santorum is AWESOME and "gay activists" are mean jerks. I'm convinced! You've convinced me, Karen Santorum! I used to think that your husband was a shit-hole constipated with rock-hard turds of undeterrable bigotry, but now I see that it's just those horrible "gay activists" vilifying him for loving them enough to make sure they don't get married and cause the Baby Jesus to cry. WHAT A GENEROUS MAN HE IS.
I don't know if I'm more grateful to Karen Santorum for speaking out, or to CNN for reporting this important news item. Thanks to BOTH of you!
Rick Perry is still definitely in the race! He has not dropped out yet!
Something something Ron Paul. Liberty, freedom, forcible pregnancy. It's in the Constitution! Look it up.
Talk about these things! Or don't. Whatever makes you happy. Life is short.
This question could have an almost endless number of answers for me, and on any other day I might offer a different answer, but today, with a nod to yesterday's Quote of the Day, I will say that I aspire to have an extraordinary capacity for friendship.
Cast member Jorge Garcia arrives for the premiere of the Fox television series "Alcatraz" at the famed former prison in San Francisco Bay in San Francisco, California January 11, 2012. [Reuters Pictures]
Heads-up, Losties, Bad Robotos, and other assorted nerdz: J.J. Abrams' new series "Alcatraz," which stars Jorge Garcia (Hurley from "Lost") and Sarah Jones as the primary investigators, premieres tonight on Fox. The trailer's here, if you haven't seen it.
"Money equals speech. Therefore the more money you have, the more you can speak. That just stands to reason. If corporations are people, corporations should be able to speak. That's why I believe in Super PACs."—Totally serious GOP candidate for president Stephen Colbert. lolsob.
I'm sure you'll all be devastated to hear that ABC's garbage nightmare sitcom "Work It" has been cancelled.
The network has pulled the critically panned cross-dressing comedy -- a project only ABC Entertainment president Paul Lee seemed to love -- after two episodes.
...Lee has been an advocate for the show from the start, telling reporters last summer at TCA that, "I'm a Brit, I have to do a cross-dressing show every year. I grew up with Monty Python. What can I do?"
You can STFU, for a start.
In good news: "Repeats of Tim Allen's freshman comedy 'Last Man Standing' will air in its place beginning Tuesday at 8:30 p.m." Huzzah!
Sophie is not only the Monitor Cat; she is also the Stair Master.
Biiiiiiiiiiiiiiiig streeeeeeeeeeeeeetch!
Two of Sophie's favorite stair games are: Try to Trip Two-Legs While She's Walking Down the Stairs, and Tease the Dogs Then Run Up the Stairs and Dash Behind the Couch. There is just soooooo much fun to be had!
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