| Lo Fun Fact #1 |
| "Lolita Files" is my real name. It is not a pen name, as incredible as that may seem. There are plenty of Files family members and people who have known me for years capable of validating this. As for the "Lolita" part, my mother named me after the movie based on Nabokov's book, although she saw or read neither. For as long as she lived, she had no idea there was anything sexual or seedy about being called "Lolita". |
| Lo Fun Fact #2 |
| I love fried chicken and fabulous shoes (although obviously I can't eat fried chicken nearly as much as I'd like). If you ever want to get on my good side, send Popeye's or Church's (that's right, I said Church's) and a pair of
Christian Louboutins. |
| Lo Fun Fact #3 |
| Never show up unannounced or without a Pepsi. Better yet, how about not showing up at all? |
| Lo Fun Fact #4 |
| I hate the telephone. Don't get mad if I don't call you or take a long time to return your calls. I don't call anyone. Don't call me asking why I don't call. Just don't call, okay? (Exception: I will happily take all calls related to business or to share fun/exciting/major news. I'm just not one for jawing on the phone just to be jawing.) |
| Lo Fun Fact #5 |
| I love the internet!!! I love communicating through the internet!!! You can e-mail me and odds are I'll e-mail you right back (if I'm not in the middle of a major project). Makes up for my hangup about the phone, doesn't it? See, I'm not so bad after all!!! |
| Lo Fun Fact #6 |
| I can't stand IMing. Please don't IM me. I'm always on my laptop and connected to the internet as I work and when IM's pop into my screen out of nowhere, they break my concentration and often startle the sh*t out of me in the process. So don't do it. You will get the cold shoulder. I don't like giving people the cold shoulder, so please don't put me in that position. |
| Lo Fun Fact #7 |
I have four five six wonderful, slap-happy dogs and a cat, all of whom I love to pieces. I had a bird (a Roller pigeon that I rescued in LA on New Year's Day in 2004) named B-Bird (what? that's a good name!) who passed away in February 2009, which broke my widdle heart in half. He loved me so, as I did him. If you meet me and ask me about my dogs and cat, we'll be instant friends, and if you ask about B-Bird, I'll probably hug you (unless you smell...wash first). If you meet me and ask me why the f*ck I have four five six dogs and a cat, see the above fun fact for how I will respond. |
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| Shame On The New Yorker!!! |
| Monday, July 14, 2008 |
I have read and enjoyed The New Yorker Magazine for years, but the cover they've decided to run for the July 21st issue's story on Obama and the politics of fear was a really, really horrible error in judgment.
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Per the magazine's statement (quote via The Huffington Post), the illustration:"...satirizes the use of scare tactics and misinformation in the Presidential election to derail Barack Obama's campaign." Do you feel the satire? Or does the picture of Michelle with an Angela Davis 'fro, combat boots, army fatigues, a bullet belt, and an assault rifle on her back---ready to pick off "whitey" at a moment's notice---alarm the shit out of you? No? Then how about the picture of Osama bin Laden on the wall (because, you know, "Osama" and "Obama" sound just alike so, you know, they're boys, you know, and are scheming together to finish America off)? What about the flag burning in the fireplace IN THE OVAL OFFICE (where Michelle and Obama are standing as they give each other a "terrorist fist jab"). We won't even talk about Obama adorned in traditional Muslim clothing.
And they say this was meant as a satire? Like the Republicans won't run this image in the ground until every person who ever feared the worst of people of color is intimidated by, and therefore, buys into it?
Shame on you, New Yorker. You just lined yourselves up with the David Dukes of the world, only you're worse. At least he was an open member of the Klan. Pull your sheet off New Yorker and show your true face!!!
*Thanks for the heads-up, Matt. This image has me reeling. I don't know if I'll ever touch a New Yorker magazine again.
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If this is what passes for satire these days, I would ask The New Yorker to make a cartoon of this: George Bush reading My Pet Goat as Andy Card leans to speak into his ear. This is a tight shot on Bush's blank face. Inside his head is a thought balloon where his mind holds a notepad with a checklist. The hand inside the balloon has just checked #1, which reads "FIRST TOWER HIT". The rest of the numbers are yet to be checked off. #2 is "SECOND TOWER HIT", #3 is "BLAME SADAAM HUSSEIN"... and so on.
See? Funny satire.
Matt
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Or show a cartoon of McCain where his teeth are literally falling out of his mouth, his skin is badly wrinkled and he's using a walker as he hobbles his way around the Oval Office. Oh and he's holding a big horn up to his ear like the hard of hearing used to have back in the 19th century so he can make out what people are saying. Run that New Yorker and see if all hell won't break loose. Of course they won't do it because this isn't just about satire is it?
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I can't believe my eyes. This is awful.
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OMG!! This is worse than that golf magazine that had the noose on the cover. Didn't the editor of that magazine get fired for having that noose?
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White people in West Virginia.....the same ones who swear they will never vote for a black man period.....won't get this joke. They will see this photo is a snapshot of what is to come. Good job New Yorker. You just gave racists everywhere their very own poster.
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It's a shame because this drawing is outrageous and very much a satire but every one in this country won't get that. Look at how easily we fell for everything the Bush administration fed us about why we needed to go to war in Iraq. Many of the same people who fell for that will think this picture represents the real Barack and Michelle.
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This is some wack racist BULLSHIT!
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That they had the nerve to attack his wife like that by putting her in combat gear with a gun on her back is totally repugnant. They just lost me as a reader forever.
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This is awful to the nth power. I don't know if the new yorker will be able to dig their way out of this shithole. It is way too deep.
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Holy Batman!!! (Shameless plug for The Dark Knight. It comes out this week!!!)
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And people wonder why this country is divided.
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The New Yorker sucks anyway.
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Like you, I've been a subscriber to the New Yorker for years. I've always looked to them for thought provoking articles.
The fact that they ran this image anywhere in their magazine, let alone ON THE COVER, baffles and saddens me.
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Well, Conde Nast owns The New Yorker and S.I. Newhouse owns Conde Nast. You do the math.
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If this is what passes for satire these days, I would ask The New Yorker to make a cartoon of this: George Bush reading My Pet Goat as Andy Card leans to speak into his ear. This is a tight shot on Bush's blank face. Inside his head is a thought balloon where his mind holds a notepad with a checklist. The hand inside the balloon has just checked #1, which reads "FIRST TOWER HIT". The rest of the numbers are yet to be checked off. #2 is "SECOND TOWER HIT", #3 is "BLAME SADAAM HUSSEIN"... and so on.
See? Funny satire.
Matt