Monthly Archives: September 2008

COURIC: You’ve said, quote, “John McCain will reform the way Wall Street does business.” Other than supporting stricter regulations of Fannie Mae and Freddie Mac two years ago, can you give us any more example of his leading the charge for more oversight?

PALIN: I think that the example that you just cited, with his warnings two years ago about Fannie and Freddie–that, that’s paramount. That’s more than a heck of a lot of other senators and representatives did for us.

COURIC: But he’s been in Congress for 26 years. He’s been chairman of the powerful Commerce Committee. And he has almost always sided with less regulation, not more.

PALIN: He’s also known as the maverick though. Taking shots from his own party, and certainly taking shots from the other party. Trying to get people to understand what he’s been talking about–the need to reform government.

COURIC: I’m just going to ask you one more time, not to belabor the point. Specific examples in his 26 years of pushing for more regulation?

PALIN: I’ll try to find you some and I’ll bring them to you.

Growing up I was a tomboy. I hated dresses and if I had to wear them I would force my mom to let me wear my cowboy boots. I preferred He-Man over Barbie. Transformers over dolls. Mud pies in the backyard over the easy oven cake crap any day! All of my cousins were boys and I was right there along with them. I would run the streets with them on the weekends. I had the flyest bike and could pop wheelies better than most of them. I played dodge ball and took my hits like a big girl. I had the flyest kicks at the time. I had all the video games and yes I was a junkie. I also played basketball better than any other chick on the block. Proven by the fact that I was never picked last EVER when we split up in teams. I was like the secret weapon because the other neighborhood boys saw having a girl on the team as a weakness. Little did they know that my pops showed me a few tricks from his college days.

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The tricky thing about being a womyn dating a womyn is that you have to find a place for your S.O. in your circle of friends. Womyn bond differently than men. We spend time together. We talk. We share. We lay up. You know the drill. The U-haul is no joke.

But is this womyn your friend? Or is she your lover? Or both? And should she be?

I have always separated my life with friends from my life with lovers. It has been a reoccurring issue in all of my romantic relationships. My girlfriends were always left wondering where they would fit in my life. My friendships mean the world to me. I grew up as an only child so my friendships are like my surrogate siblings. Also, I think there is something so beautiful about friendship. It’s the most unselfish relationship because your friends are really just your friends JUST because. Well, that’s if you have good ones like I do. My friends accept me and my craziness. I can be a complete dork with them and they are cool with it. They look out for me and tell me the truth. They build me up and affirm me and who I am when I get a little lost. So I need them like cooked food, ya dig?

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I do not have time to write about this but the article below speaks to the many recent conversations I have had with my peers in regards to Sarah Palin’s nomination. If she was not white, she would not be in the running for Vice President of the United States of America.

She has little to no real executive experience. Absolutely no foreign policy experience for sure. She is governor of the largest state in the US landscape wise, but not people. She has a BA in Journalism from a subpar college in Idaho. She is married to a non-educated fisherman with five children. She is all hat and no cattle, ya dig? If she was not white, she would be at home sleep.

This article lays our the privilege. Imagine a Black person with her resume running for one of the two highest offices on the planet. Yeah, exactly—you can’t.

Check it out. HERE.

This morning I saw this:

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(Someone sent me this today)

If you grow up in Hawaii, raised by your grandparents, you’re  ‘exotic, different.’

Grow up in Alaska eating mooseburgers,  a quintessential American story.
If your name is Barack you’re a radical, unpatriotic  Muslim.

Name your kids Willow, Trig and Track, you’re a  maverick.

Graduate from  Harvard law School and you are unstable.

Attend 5 different small colleges before graduating,  you’re well grounded.

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For clarification: Crazy Woman Behavior Syndrome

She was a pretty little thing and she had about ten years on me. We met while I was sitting in thelobby right outside of my Econ class. I remember seeing her legs first because I was in the lounge chair. My eyes quickly made it up to her face. I smiled and she smiled back. She gave me the 3-second gay glare. Straight women usually look at a woman with short repeated glances. They check out the hair. The face. The clothes. The shoes. Non-straight womyn check all that out before you notice and then they stare right into your eyes for at least 3 seconds. Three seconds is a long time people. So when it happens you notice.

She gave me the 3 second and I gave it back. Then she asked me about my bag. That was the topic of our first conversation. I was watching her lips move. I have a thing for lips okay. Lips and hips. I’m thinking wow ok. So I said, listen come hang out with me after I get out of class. I told her that I did not have anything to do for the rest of day and was thinking about blowing off studying. She quickly said yes. Greenlight.

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…At least we know it can happen. My friend told me about his little 6 year-old nephew coming home one day saying something about Borat Obama being president. LOL, cute. He gets so excited to see him on television and on posters. He yells out Obama name as they ride through the streets. That story touched me because that little black 6 year-old boy has witnessed the expansion of his potential and the possibilities of this country. I talk a lot of shit about this country because it can be just that, but the premise that it was built on despite thefact that it many times fails to live up to the simplest of its expectations is a beautiful one. We have to respect that.

This picture warmed my heart and I wish my grandfathers were alive to see this day.

So if nothing else and even if Obama does not win little black boys will know that they are not who they often say that they are. They are not only hip hop artists, basketball dribbling, thugs and d-boys. They too can change the world. Yes, they can.

Watch out Osama Bin Laden! Here comes Gov. Sarah Palin…

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