Editor’s Note: I didn’t want to get into this. I try to keep the blog light and funny and only somewhat demented at times. But I’ve become pretty much infuriated by this entire issue. So here I am.
Two weeks ago, a woman named Sandra Fluke testified on Capitol Hill to the need for women’s contraception to be covered by health insurance. After being snubbed on the first attempt to speak at a hearing (a hearing that, after she was denied the chance to speak, only included testimony from men), Fluke came back and told her tale to members of Congress. And then Rush Limbaugh called her a slut. And you all know the fallout from that.
Everyone is aware of my love for Ryan Gosling. He’s just so many things I can’t even gush about enough. In an attempt to not become the stalker that I am, I’m going to stop there.
So the Gosling’s star is on the rise, and he’s been the subject of many tumblrs dedicated to him. Almost all of them are made up of simple pictures of the actor, with simple phrases pasted on the page, all starting with the opener, “Hey Girl.” See one example here. This is all the background information I can give you on this right now.
There is one person in my office that I work with the most. We’ll call him Sean. He just happens to be male in gender. Male in gender? I mean it’s accurate, but it sounds strange. Whatever, I’m going with it. My office is female-dominated. He’s the only guy in our group. It’s a dynamic.
Photo courtesy of nymag.com
You didn’t think we’d just let this Kardashian divorce go by without saying something, did you? Yeah, you’re right. We probably would have. Because I’m just fed up with society in general, and taking the time out of my busy day to rant about KDash leaving the Hump would also lead to a rant about Occupy Wall Street, and then a rant about the GOP debates, and guys I just can’t rant about everything, all the time. I wake up at 5:30am. I’m exhausted.
Anyway, anything I wanted to say on the topic was eloquently tied up in a nice little bow yesterday when my mentor/man I’ve never met Rob Delaney decided to sue Kim Kardashian, Ryan Seacrest, E! (exclamation point included to avoid any legal holes) and Comcast for this mockery of marriage vows. And I applaud him. As quoted by The Village Voice this morning:
With the situation in London getting scarier and crazier, I can’t help but think that not even 5 months ago the UK was united in the celebration of the royal wedding. I’ve been re-watching parts of the royal wedding on my DVR every morning this week (it’s something I’m doing; it’s weird, I’m aware), and the contrast between the smiling, cheerful faces in the crowds surrounding Westminster Abbey and Buckingham Palace and the pictures of masked men in track suits setting fire to neighborhoods on the outskirts of London is eerie. It’s amazing how quickly things can change.
I think my generation will agree with me when I say that the greatest president this country has had in the past 30 years has been Jed Bartlet. Fictional or not, the man led the country with valor and unrelenting patriotism, even when he was shot, or his daughter was given ecstasy and then kidnapped.
With all these shenanigans going on surrounding the debt issue, and with President Obama breaking into our primetime television to appeal to the nation, I can’t help but thinking that President Bartlet would not be standing for this nonsense. Of course, he’d let Josh and Sam duke it out over policy and the foundations of government. And Donna would get all nervous that Josh was going to finally quit and start some kind of third-party campaign. And Rizzo would be there. And CJ would try to mislead the press in some way in an attempt to stall so that the president could make the right decision before the hour was up. But there would be leadership gosh darnit!
So, they say karma’s a bitch. Probably not so much because she’s mean, but because she’s so freakin relentless. She’s inescapable, and for anyone who thinks they’re above reproach, you’ll be hit the hardest. Not that I’ve become a devout Buddhist and all, but if you do bad things, you will inevitably have bad things happen to you. And here is where I’d like to begin my story.
I went to Williams-Sonoma this week to buy a shower gift for my cousin Fallon. If you’ve never been to Boston’s Copley Place mall, it’s where Fancy goes to have lunch with her girlfriends Entitled and Oblivious. I worked at the J.Crew there for 6 months while I was in grad school, and I once had a woman literally throw thousands of dollars worth of clothing over her shoulder at me as she rattled off that she could be shopping at Barney’s. So these are the kind of people we’re dealing with. Just painting a picture.