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dvd  10 150x150 Glenn Beck + Insecurities = Meghan McCain is Fat?Pardon my odd posting schedule, apparently my phone-to-blog posting isn’t working so I had a few to publish that had been saved to draft. Annoyed.

Anyway, I’m slow on the draw with this, but a few days ago I was directed to a video of Glenn Beck on The O’Reilly Factor being held to standard by Papa Bear for stupid, bully-like insults hurled at John McCain’s daughter Meghan. It seems that Meghan stripped clothing off of her shoulders (pretty much only her shoulders, below which she was not filmed) for a skin cancer awareness PSA and Beck found the time, apparently while relaxing at the Bart Simpson Hair Salon, to pretend to vomit at the thought of Meghan naked and suggest she put on a burqa to cover up.

As you can see, she’s hideously disfigured by rays of sunshine in her hair.

dvd  11 150x150 Glenn Beck + Insecurities = Meghan McCain is Fat?Is it just me, or is Meghan McCain gorgeous? She looks like Candice Accola, I haven’t noticed her being hugely fat or in any way ugly, in fact she’s so gorgeous that it makes me wonder if she criticized Beck and he couldn’t take it because of a history of pretty girls making ass fun of him? Because the way he lashed out was so far below juvenile that it lands him in the midst of schoolyard bullies, because calling her fat or ugly because you don’t agree with her is pretty childish, especially because it’s entirely untrue. To make time in a busy schedule of eating cookie dough and crying to the camera just to take pot shots at a woman for doing something… awesome? Are you as big a dummy as you pretend to be? Don’t you ever think about these stupid things before you do them? No wonder Fox kicked your ass to the curb.

Those Tea Party Patriots are classy, aren’t they?

Now, I don’t agree with many of the things McCain and her family stand for, but she’s always struck me as intelligent and makes a better case for her beliefs than Beck ever could. The same goes for O’Reilly, I don’t agree with him but it’s hard not to like him. Beck, on the other hand, it’s hard to even take seriously.

Papa Bear has some choice words for Beck.

Glenn, let me let you in on something here. You have absolutely no room to talk about Meghan when she looks like she looks, and you look like you look (which resembles a perverted cartoon’s face stamped into biscuit dough). Even O’Reilly, who tried to make you look like a good guy (should thank him for that, P.S.) said what you did was “dopey” and that if he were Cindy McCain he’d slap you. You and all the other fakey patriots who scream and kick pajama feet at the sky whenever someone disagrees with you can all go to that island and leave the real producers behind. I’ll even christen the ship and buy you new wayfairers.

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As I’m sure everyone already knows, Glenn Beck is finishing out the year on Fox News and then signing off to, uh. I think fight sharks with a ray gun, side by side with Jesus.

I have several issues with Beck, one of which is that he’s a minor cog in the Conservative Propaganda Machine that pollutes the feeble minded and paranoid among us. Like the rest of the cogs he fills the air with the thick incense of government take overs, minority/race paranoia and woman hating. Everyone is coming to take your guns and money, nobody loves America but YOU, and a woman who speaks her mind (or stands up for herself) is a bitch.

He seems to have an undeserved sense of accomplishment. He’s a dangerous guy, because he knows he’s lying but the people who believe him don’t seem to notice it – even though it’s obvious. He seems to pull these conspiracy theories out of thin air, most of the ones I’ve heard don’t make any sense. Then again, I don’t think the government is rifling through my trash to make sure I’m feeding my dog Big Brother-approved dog treats.

In his defense, though, he doesn’t seem crazy. Not even a little bit. If he believed this stuff, that would be a whole other story but he seems like he gets it. It’s the Wingnut Gallery that seem to eat it up without ever thinking about it. Notice the operative part of that sentence? Without ever thinking about it. So no, Beck isn’t crazy – he’s what every other right wing nutjob is: A lying crybaby.

At any rate, this blog post actually isn’t about Glenn Beck, it’s about Jon Stewart and the awesome video below in which he impersonates Beck in an attempt to explain why he’s leaving the network – at least for the time being:

To be honest I have no desire to see Beck back on screen, but no real desire to keep him off so long as I don’t have to watch him, listen to him, etc. As it stands now I tend to ignore him when he’s brought up by the local Mormon population – and they do, every chance they get, because they freak out like Twilight fans whenever someone seen as a member of the LDS church gains fame.

Whatever happens, I wish him well in his career. But if he knocks on my door with a Book of Mormon, I’m turning the lights off.


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I just had a fun time over at at Big Hollywood, which I was referred to during a chat with a friend of mine in Oregon. It seems that Atlas Shrugged is being adapted for the big screen, and the best part? Conservatives are rallying around it like it’s Passion of the Christ II.

Now, I have no issues with them adapting it for film. In fact, I think it’s a good idea since it seems like most of the people who use Rand’s concepts as armor haven’t even read the book and it may be easier in an age of rapid-fire information to take it in visually like that.

I actually don’t like the book, or a lot of Rand’s work. What I didn’t realize is that being outspoken in some places is a capital offense. In their defense, what I said was snotty (albeit, not aimed at anyone) – I basically said I thought Rand was an idiot (though I should have clarified, I actually meant delusional and egotistical), that Atlas Shrugged isn’t about what people think it is in my opinion, and that people who don’t get it are making odd, weird statements about it and applying it where it doesn’t belong and it flat out makes America look stupid.

See? Snotty, lol. Since I was being a smart ass (which I’m used to being), I thought I’d get a couple of just as snotty comebacks and maybe come out of it either a little wiser or with a new perspective. If those things cost a million bucks? Would’ve gladly paid it, because what I got was ridiculous.

In one post alone? 3 or so different people went off on me. Because I didn’t agree with them, and dared say so, I was a Troll. I was ignorant, angry and came there looking for a fight. Well, it’s too bad I didn’t because that’s what I got.

The first person to respond to me was fairly civil (we exchanged a few blows, but it seems like we were both confused as to what the other one was saying) – we parted on decent terms. The other two were a nightmare and a treasure. The treasure was a troll himself disguised as a regular, trying his damndest to make me angry but it just came out kind of sad. The other one was purposely (it seems) misinterpreting what I was saying to try to make it sound like I was presenting a different argument. The whole thing was more or less frustrating.

Well I surfed around to the other posts and made a comment, a disagreeing comment but I tried to be nice about it – chopped my head off. So I went to another one, this time a post about the Muslim Brotherhood and asked NICELY what it was, because working with Conservatives I’d heard about it before but I didn’t really know what it was.

It all seems to come down to, “If you don’t agree with me, either I’ll force you to or you’ll just disappear.”

One commentor actually mentioned, on a post I was smart enough not to get too involved with, that all Muslims should be kicked out of America because it just ‘safer that way’. Um. Who, exactly, is safer that way? Then we remove the Chinese because of fair trade issues, so no more Chinese people in America. Then we remove the Mexicans, all of them, even the legal ones or the four or fifth generation ones because of those who are illegal.

Then we remove anyone else who’s brown or yellow because, well, why not? Then it’s time for anyone who’s not Christian to go. Then it’s time for the Christians to duke it out amongst themselves to figure out who’s REALLY Christian and who has to leave. Once that’s narrowed down, then it’s men vs. women – if you open that can of worms, which usually begins with hate? It’s very hard to close it. I can see where you’re coming from but kicking an entire religion or people out of our country strips us of all of our freedom bragging rights. We should probably rip The New Colossus off of Lady Liberty, because it no longer applies.

Do unto others applies here, think whatever you want in your head but when you speak? Do so with respect, do so with compassion. Don’t go onto a hostile public forum and blame an entire people for the stupid actions of a few or we’ll have to be able to do that with everyone. I know I’m guilty of thinking, and sometimes saying things like that but I haven’t dedicated an entire website to it.

Nice does NOT work. Three or four people in a row jumped on me, called me names, right off the bat – for asking a question! Nicely! Why, exactly, do I bother trying with these people? Why bother having a place to debate if no one’s allowed to have a different opinion than you? Giving people a chance bites.


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I know that sounds a bit too gleeful, and I suppose it is in some ways. We’ve had live in LDS Missionaries on and off (usually on) for something like four or more months and if I were to be entirely honest? I was counting the days until they moved out.

For those of you who don’t know, and Thor knows if you know me you already know this because I have a big mouth, the Missionaries were staying with us to avoid living in their tiny apartment while they waited for our Carriage House to Apartment project to be completed. From what I understand Mom and her Hubbs had gotten permission from either the stake or the mission leaders to do this and they sunk more than a few thousand into the project, then were told at the last minute that it was decided that the missionaries would stay elsewhere. That sucks an all-beef or two as it is, but then some big wicked fight broke out between the local branch of the LDS church and Mom/Hubbs, and the Missionaries are in the middle of it. And everyone is throwing their hands up as if they don’t know how it happened. Retarded.

I’ve said for years that I like Mormons. I don’t have any problem with them, their religion, etc. and I think by and large they’re good people. No more. I’m done with Mormons. I don’t want to talk to them, no new Missionaries, no fellowshipping. Fuck no. I don’t even want them in my house and if they so much as drive down my street I’ll feel the urge to kill, lol.

They’ve put us through so much from day one, and from day one Yvonne and I always had their back. People would tell us here that they learned in church that Latter Day Saints are a cult, and we’d try to educate them about it using what little we know. My mom would yell at them about religion and we’d say, “Calm down, for shit’s sake it’s not that big a deal.” — of course, she never did calm down. But when someone would say something nasty or untrue about Mormons in general, we would always set them straight and now I feel so stupid for that. Because of the many times they’ve ruined a little of my life, from spreading dangerous rumors to pushing my sister and I around and treating us like garbage. All of this done without any provocation.

I provoke the hell out of people now, it’s fun for me. But when I was expected to go to church and be a good little Mormon I didn’t even swear. There was a time, a mythical time, long ago and far away when I was a very good Christian, even if I didn’t believe or agree with it. Maybe they made my life hell because my mother is who she is, I don’t know, lol.

But it’s over, thank the thundering Gods, and I don’t have to deal with it anymore. But our Missionaries came to their last dinner with us last night, and it was nice to see them even after all that bull shit. I’m going to miss them both, I wish them well in their new areas and hope for the best with their new companions.

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I’ve had a hectic few months since the mid of Thanksgiving weekend, it hasn’t managed to slow down for me yet. But I thought I would spread a little joy into your hearts by blogging, because I know how you miss me. You miss me, right? *menacing glare*

I’ve got a real hankering to head back to my side of the country and get out of Missouri altogether. I’d love to get back to Los Angeles but I’ll settle for one of three locals – Rocky Mountains, Southern California Shore or The Nevada Desert. Wherever I go, I know I need either sand, surf or mountains. And mountains have to mean the right mountains – the mountains with pine trees.

One thing I can’t stand about the bible belt are flora and fauna. It’s not that it’s not pretty, but I’m so tired of plains, elms, the humidity is terrible and don’t get me started on the bugs. When I lived in Washington state with my parents, when I was a little girl, we used to go to a lake to swim and we’d sit and have a picnic. You’d see bees, ants, spiders – obviously – but I don’t remember being bitten, scratch that, eaten alive by mosquitoes. I’ll trade bee stings for skeeter bites any day.

Most of all I miss the position of the sun when you’re up in the mountains, the pine forests and long stretches of road flanked by mountain peaks. The clouds so close that they look as big as they really are. There’s also a severe lack of indigenous culture out here, mostly it’s just white Christians. No one even talks about the native people, and we’re right int he middle of Sioux land. People here seem to be ants crawling on a log, they don’t even notice the land and just go about their business, but I suppose that’s the way it goes.

But, since I was in a nostalgic mood, I thought I’d post some gorgeous photos of a mountain road in Colorado. For those of you who’ve never been, this should be a real treat for you!

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Well, I’m having a decent birthday – I got a little wad of extra cash from Hubbs and Mom, which is going to help *so* much, especially this time of year. We didn’t celebrate today (well, not with Mom and Hubbs), they wanted to celebrate early for some reason so we went to China King in Bethany on Sunday, and it’s my new favorite I think.

Yvonne and I did get to run around town a little, we got this and that but the coolest thing we were able to get were Albany Warriors mints and lip balm, as well as a good stash for dinner. So glad Hy-Vee is selling the rotisserie chickens now.

Unfortunately, like all my birthdays, today I found out that I’ve got yet more work to do and it’s due yesterday. This always happens, I can deal with the work but not the stress of everything being last minute! They have to know, at least once in awhile, that they’re going to need me to make logos, websites, etc. before it’s already due. Annoyed!

Oh well, such is the life of freelance, eh? I wonder if I should inform the union? Lol.

EDIT: Added a few pics of the last of my birthday cake – awful pics, I hate that camera!


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I can’t even tell you how much I adore the It Gets Better Project campaign on Youtube, I think it’s one of the greatest effing things I’ve ever heard of, and if you haven’t heard of it get ready, because I’m about to blab your ear off.

The background for the IGBP is a sad one. A young kid, only fifteen years old, named Billy Lucas was the subject of intense and horrific bullying and harassment by his classmates with a homophobic small town mentality. They called him gay, fag, you name it, and repeatedly told him to kill himself. Which he did, by hanging himself in his grandmother’s barn. He was found by his mother.

When IGBP founder Dan Savage (author of the Savage Love column, which you need to read if you get a chance – I hope he’s going to John Stewart‘s Rally to Restore Sanity) heard this, he was deeply upset. He wished that he had been given the chance to speak with Billy for a few moments to let him know that this phase of torment does end, and life can be great – in other words, he wanted to let him know that it gets better. The problem is that homophobes in the school system and PTA would never allow something like that – to have a happy, well adjusted but openly gay man talk to kids about their lifestyle doesn’t sit well with them, and they’d likely not let the children take any advice even if it were able to be given.

But after all of this happened, instead of doing what many do and sitting on his thumbs Dan took matters into his own hands. He made a PSA wherein he explains to anyone who needs to listen that he’s living proof that it does get better. Only a few short months later and the movement is huge, over 100,000 public supporters including the likes of President Obama (video below) and a footlight parade of celebrities, as well as regular Joe’s making their own videos to try and reach out to not only LGBT but also to anyone who’s suffered from such awful bullying that they felt they couldn’t go on.

I can’t tell you how much I support this project, so much so that I’m considering making my own video and I’ve already taken the IGBP Pledge to continue to speak up against intolerance wherever I find it – I hope you do the same! Below are Dan Savage and his adorable guy Terry, and President Obama. If you can, please do make your own video or share your stories – or better yet, contribute to the cause. Dan, you’re my hero!

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*big whiff* Ahh, don’t you just love that new website smell? It’s like someone opened a fresh jar of peaches, isn’t it? Like summer lies ahead or some other such fun rot, and I’m starting this at the best possible time of year – Moon Festival is over and Halloweenie is only a month away. I’d love to say time’s flown over the summer but it just dragged on – who cares? Fall is here!

I’m trying to rack my brain here, hoping to come up with some genius niche for this blog but I have the feeling it’s going to be one of those dummy blogs where I just rant about nothing – which is kind of always the way it goes with me. Hmm, maybe I should talk to someone about all of this directionless rage? Then again, if I could focus it, and make it not so direction-less I may be able to start controlling ants with my mind. If that ever happens it’s only a matter of time before I’ll be giving my orders from a throne made out of Japanese host boys in my secret lair in Anaheim. Oh, come on. Don’t get all freaked out – who doesn’t love host boys?

Anyway, the balmy, sunny days are more or less behind us and there’s a nice, crisp breeze wafting into my room right now. It’s still fairly green outside but the sugar maples are turning that special kind of golden and the pears are almost ready to be picked. It’s going to be a cold winter, but since I can’t have palm trees and host boys just yet, here’s hoping it’s a decent fall.

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