...that we're forced to talk about her hypocritical behavior in Hooterville and her backstabbing in the high school locker room. I do think it's germane, since most of our traits tend to become more pronounced as we age.

I think it's time for two Americas, one red and one blue. The red one would be modeled on Alabama, with high divorce rates, high teenage pregnancy rates, poverty, and obsesity. The blue one would be modeled on Minnesota, with academic achievement, good health, and marital fidelity. The red one could attack and occupy countries, growing poorer along the way, as the blue one could grow richer. The red one could persecute gay people. The blue one could welcome gay refugees. The red one could see Jesus in salt stains. The blue one would use some eco-friendly substitute for highway salt. And so on.

they shouldn't be called Bushvilles or McCainvilles.

They should be called Bushvotervilles and McCainvotervilles, for they'll be populated by the formerly middle class people who were made into poor people by voting for Bush and McCain.

They just erred in their substitutions, which should have been "Adulterer A" and "Adulterer B," given that they're both remarrying and remarriage is adultery, according to their Bible.

Yes, they should be stoned, given that they're about to commit adultery. Unless, of course, they've already kissed, which means they're already adulterers.

Most of the fundies say, by dint of their actions, "Suck it, Jesus," since they love that Old Testament religion with all that abominating and God going postal.

Yep, those parsons think it's jim dandy to parse about language when gay people are suffering inequality.

So, she doesn't know how to fish, but she's pretty.

Oh, so pretty!

Pretty and witless and anti-gay!

Oh, so pretty, I bet every bookbanner wishes she were Palin today!

And, obviously, neither her photographer or her handlers know how to hold a closed face spinning reel. They're all city slickers looking like rubes in the wild.

How many Republicans are there? Out of tens of millions of Republicans, is she their second best?

"I suspect having that choice available would piss off the fundies just as much as A & B."

Yep! These two adulterers are determined to provoke and arehappiest when pissed. Instead of investing their time and energy staying married to their true, original, and only spouses and thus protecting their children, they picked a fight with the state because they don't just want multiple marriages, they want to remarry and be able to drive past a gay couple that can't marry while honking their horns, which is the verbal equivalent of, "Up yours, faggots!"

I weep for the hets!

Homos, it's time to pony up and step up to the altar! Hets have borne you on their backs for too long!!!

"wimminz be makin' the RULES"

Say, why don't you do try your Hollywood imitation of slave slang out and about? I bet you'll be a hit...or get hit.

Ms. Smeal.

Don't think you have a right to date just because you're horny.

Do be a person of achievement, whether you're male or female.

You could be that extreme rarity, a black man who perseverates about wimminz, who clucks about cats and cackles about the barren, tragic forties. However, I'd get rich on betting that guys who write the sorts of thing that you write are white.

Thanks for hurrying me to the theater, Ms. Zacharek.

Gorillas have teeny, tiny dicks.

Watch King Kong closely and you'll see that you can't see...it. That's anatomically accurate.

Thanks for seeing the centrality of achievement. I found a lot of whining in this thread: people wanting others to just be what they want them to be.

Just as attractive people tend to attract attractive people, people of accomplishment tend to attract people of accomplishment. Good looks are greatly due to the genetic dice, but achievement is largely due to grit. Moxie. Backbone. Achievement might not be as sexy as smooth skin and a well-shaped skull, but achievement doesn't age. Rather, it ages well, like a piece of well-crafted furniture. A person who founded a company when they were 22 still founded that company when they are 82. As the company grows, that person's stature grows. Whereas a person who was hot at 22 would sound silly asserting this when they're 82: "Hey, I was hawt!"

And whereas some people would be happy to fuck empty skin, I like to fuck solid peers. Therefore, I want my peers to be something special, so I try to achieve something special, to be worthy of their lust and love.

We blow through our years. Everyone knows this or learns this and yet so few live as if they've learned it. They live lives of overwhelming ordinariness.

"It's like you're not really taking bullshit from other people so easily anymore. It's as if other people -- at least some of them -- could feel that your life does not entirely depend on their opinion of you. That your world is larger, wider, broader, deeper."

I love that, Asehpe. We should all aspire to make our world larger, wider, broader, and deeper.

Do you know the story of Isabella Stewart Gardner? She was an unconventional woman who preferred the conversation of men. Her female peers struck at her with gossip. Then, her husband died and she turned her attention to building an unusual home, with a plain facade and an unknown interior. She hired non-English speaking workers to better guard its secrets. Then, she opened her home not to Boston bluebloods, but to everyone, while she lived on its third floor. What those bluebloods then said didn't matter anymore: she was bigger than Boston. We should all aspire to be bigger and bigger than we've been and where we're situated.

Let the mooing of the herd matter no more!

Sincerely,

Bigguns

P.S. - http://www.gardnermuseum.org/the_museum/introduction.asp