Why not a child from a third world country? Latest dish is that Madonna and her man of the month Alex Rodriguez will be flying to Malawi to adopt a 4 year old girl whose mother died after giving birth.
I’m torn. On the one hand, this child will likely receive advantages to which she never would have had access in Malawi…and that’s very good, indeed. Hopefully she’ll grow to be as much of a philanthropist as her future mum. On the other hand…it chills me no end that this woman treats children like fashion accessories. New man? Need a new kid… Angelina Jolie adopted another one? Better snag a cuter one fast. World tour? Round it off with an adoption and a photo op. And how much time does she spend with each of these kids? Does she actually do any, you know, MOTHERING? Or are they shuffled off to nannies while she jets around the world?
Am I angry? Well…maybe. I take my role as mom very seriously. I spend time going to band practices, recitals, helping with projects and homework, taking the kids to movies and museums…and of course dinner every night…all because I know damn well that this is temporary, this motherhood thing..that they’re going to leave soon enough and each second I get with them is important. So, yes. To see someone like Madonna so flippantly adopting here and there as if it’s nothing more than a trip to the mall gets on my mom nerve. It’s great that she wants to make a difference in the life of a child, and for that I applaud her. But I still question just how altruistic her motives really are, and who will really be raising that little girl.
From this story in The Guardian.
First, let it be said that I am a loyal, even frothing, Whovian. I was more than slightly miffed to learn that Christopher Eccleston, quite possibly the sexiest Dr. Who ever, was being replaced by that guy who played Barty Crouch Jr in the Harry Potter movie. Okay, yes, I was proven wrong and all was well. Better than well, in fact, as David Tennant freakin’ ROCKS as the Doctor, and is now close to surpassing my all-time favorite Tom Baker for best Doctor.
Sound like a fan-girl? Yeah, I prolly do. I am devastated that the incredibly talented Mr. Tennant is leaving the show. He brought a depth and scope to the character that renewed the interest of me and countless other fans who had written the show off as long dead. Plus the writing was actually GOOD this time! *sigh*…. such is life. We are inexorably doomed to a rotating door; such is the nature of the Doctor himself.
But….Catherine Zeta-Jones? Really? Don’t get me wrong, I like the woman. Good actress, amazing dancer, just…well…THE Doctor? Meh.
The new head writer, Steven Moffatt, will be choosing the next Doctor. I am confident he’ll find the right person for the job. The episodes he’s written have really shone, especially Blink (he also created and wrote Coupling, another of my favorite Brit series). Choose wisely, Steven. The trust of us loony Whovians rests in your hands. 😉
Alright. I don’t often do the whole “gossip girl” thing, but this was sent to me by a friend, and, as with any trainwreck, I simply cannot look away. Lindsay Lohan, actress and human melt down, has come out.
London’s Daily Mail is not the most reliable of all papers, but they seem to have done their homework.
After months of speculation about their relationship Lindsay Lohan and Samantha Ronson have finally confirmed they are a couple.
The pair were talking to an American radio DJ who asked them how long they had been together.
‘A very long time,’ replied 22-year-old actress Lohan, who has been living with the 30-year-old DJ since May.
Will this revelation finally signal the end of Lohan’s personal roller coaster? We can only hope so. Coming out is hard for everyone; to do so under a microscope cannot be easy. I, for one, wish her well and congratulate her for her bravery. Well done, Lindsay.
George Carlin once said:
“”The very existence of flamethrowers proves that some time, somewhere, someone said to themselves, “You know, I want to set those people over there on fire, but I’m just not close enough to get the job done.”
As a self-professed flame thrower, I can quite honestly say, George, you got it in one. You set my mind on fire with your insistent questions and passionate assertions, and even helped me question my own beliefs.
Hearing this morning that another of my heroes had died made me feel just a little lost. Like Hunter S Thompson, George Carlin challenged people. To participate. To not just be a passenger. Above all, to think and to speak out. And although there will be others who will fill the void…they won’t have George’s style or wit or amused outrage at the circus around him.