Once again, we're back to "The Real Housewives"...

My mother is watching the reunion show from Real Housewives DC and it's pretty solidly making me want to meet Michaele Salahi JUST so I can tell her she's...
~ An idiot
~ A bitch
~ Faker than a Barbie Doll
~ A liar
~ Petty
~ Vapid
~ Useless
~ Less useful in society than an STD
Among other things. 


Actually, honestly, my opinion of her is pretty well summed up in Platypus by Green Day. 


But enough of her. Lets talk about the rest of the cast.


The Real Housewives of DC flew under the radar in my last Real Housewives post. I'd only watched part of an episode and I didn't much like it. But now? 


I've come to appreciate the majority of the women.


The one who at first put me on edge was Catherine Ommanney. She seemed bitter and annoying and like she could use a filter, but over the course of the series I realized that she was actually a really sweet person. She was also a very strong personality, and though it took some getting used to, I realized that I would willingly put up with her. She's a Londoner and a mother and I'm actually looking forward to her book coming out. Yes, I will read it. I find her fascinating. 


Then there's Stacie Scott Turner. I think part of the reason I found issue with her was that she was constantly accusing Cat of being a racist, and when the reunion show aired tonight she claimed that she had never accused her of any such thing. She did. Buck up and admit to it. You were an ass but we're not going to hold it against you if you just say you're sorry. That said, I found a bit of pity for her when I found out that she wasn't able to find her birth father. The whole adoption thing... yeah, I'm used to that. I'm adopted, I found my birthmother and it went to shit. I hope her story ends better. 


Lynda Erkiletian... I think the fact that she reminds me just a little of my mother is why I tolerate her. Some of what she does would bother me otherwise, but she just makes me laugh because I see so much of my mother in her. Other than that, I don't really have an opinion on her. Oh, but her admission that she smoked weed as a teenager makes me grin.


But oddly enough, my favorite on the series was Mary Schmidt Amons. I don't know why. She just was.  She's glazy, lazy and sweet. If you don't get it, watch an episode. I think I see a bit of me in her. In a weird way. 


I ended up liking the series a lot better than I was expecting to. 


And now I'm faced with The Real Housewives of Orange County. Who might have ruined the Weezer song Beverly Hills for me. But I'm 25 minutes into the first episode with my mother and I'm just...


No. 


I'll save my review for the final show or whatever. Until then, that's the end of that. I'll write a blog that's better soon. I have a ton of cool stuff for you guys.


XO
FREAK

a rant and an open letter to President Obama

EDIT: Since I posted this, things have started to look up. They also started to look down, and now they're doing both (I hope things don't get too bad of vertigo...) so while I still want things to change and promises to be followed through on, I want to remind everyone to keep up on politics so that you can form your own educated opinions. Sometimes it feels like one voice can't make a difference, but that should mean you speak louder, not less.

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Lily Allen put out a song on her album It's Not Me, It's You called Fuck You (well, technically called F**k You, but...) which is generally regarded as a jab (or full on stab, you pick) at George W. Bush, the (thankfully) former President of the United States.

I, as an openly bisexual, well educated, open minded, 18 year old female residing in the USA, believe that the song is perfect. 

Now, the thing is...

Even though Bush is gone, we still haven't fixed the problems that are really keeping us from evolving as a people. 

I was unsure about the last election, and if it had been up to me Hilary Clinton would be in office. When she wasn't an option... well, that's a rock and a hard place.

Fortunately, I wasn't old enough to vote so the fact that Obama has sort of fallen through as a president doesn't fall on my shoulders.

But I've got to say I'm mad right now. 

At the government, at Obama and at the world at large.

Why?

As mentioned, I'm an openly bisexual girl. I have gay and lesbian and bisexual friends, I've dated guys and girls, my mothers friend who has always been an uncle to me is gay, my great uncle was gay and I'm named after his long-time partner...

So the fact that Don't Ask Don't Tell exists? 

That pisses me off.

Just days ago a judge ruled that DADT was unconstitutional. Yeah. Because it is. 

I also believe that it is unconstitutional to treat any social group differently based on age, race, gender or sexual preference. Sometimes I feel like I'm the only one in my home town, where on a daily basis I deal with people of all ages, races, genders and sexual preferences who are complete jerkoffs about things.

My father is Arabic and is racist against Mexicans and Mexican Americans. 

My former friend is gay and is homophobic about bisexual people - going so far as to claim that it isn't a real sexuality. He has said this to my face. Thus the "former" in "former friend". 

A girl I went to camp with in Seattle is a feminist who feels that girls who are both feminine and strong are "betraying the cause". 

I know people who are older who judge young people, young people who judge their elders...

It's stupid. 

So FUCKING stupid. 

But right now, the issue on the table is Don't Ask Don't Tell.

Right now, President Obama has the opportunity to END IT. 

And he hasn't.

He doesn't seem like he's going to.

He passed it off to the senate.

Suffice it to say, I'm upset. 

So here is the only statement I can make to our fearful leader.

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Dear President Obama,

Please, for the sake of all Americans of all genders and sexual preferences, grow a pair and chose to NOT appeal the ruling to end Don't Ask Don't Tell. We had no choice but to put our trust in you when you said you would stand up for our rights, and you've betrayed us. Think about how many American lives have been destroyed because you wouldn't just stand up for us. That destruction is on your shoulders, Mr. President. This is a larger conversation that just DADT, but that's the issue you have to face right now. While DADT was conceived with good intentions, it has put a number of talented, intelligent soldiers in a choke hold. Speak about who they are, even on accident, and they lose everything. Not only do they loose everything, America loses a talented soldier. Lives are lost because translators are let go due to sexuality. Those lives are on your shoulders, the blood on your hands, Mr. President. You always have an excuse for why you dance around issues and don't face them head on, but I'm tired of listening. It's your job to protect American Citizens. It's your job to take the authority we gave you and use it for good. You are failing not only yourself and your family, not only the government and your people, but also the world. How? You're failing to set a good example. You're failing to be a strong leader. 

Stop playing political games. You talked the talk on the campaign trail and got yourself into office, but you then alienated those of us who had to believe in you by falling through on everything.

I'm sick of it, Mr. President. I'm sick of not having the same rights as the rest of the country. I'm sick of knowing that every day peoples jobs are at risk because of who they are, not because of any valid reason. 

The facts and figures will tell you the same thing that I'm stating here. Your numbers are down. Face it, you don't have a choice. If you don't put on your big boy pants and take charge, you're not going to have a chance to put it right in a second term.

So stop failing us, Mr. President. We deserve better than this.

Yours truly,

Sascha Marie

Revolution, Helter Skelter, Hey Jude, Eleanor Rigby and Michelle have always been my favorite Beatles songs. I first started listening to the Beatles when I was just a few days old, they were my mothers favorite band and she had a box set with ALL of their music, and even as I graduated into listening to other bands - The Runaways, Joan Jett, Hole, Nirvana, and a million more - I still have always loved the Beatles.


Just some songs more than others. Yellow Submarine, for example, has made me want to slit my wrists since I was in Elementary school and they got joy out of making us sing it every day in choir, in the round. The movie I love, but the song itself is suicide inducing. 


But of all the songs I love of the Beatles, I think my favorite favorite right now is probably Revolution. It was inspired by the massive political protests going on in early 1968 and is doubting some of the tactics, mainly the violent ones. Something I can agree with. 


On a semi-related note, I made a new shirt:

I'm kind of proud of myself haha.

Anyways, I'm off to College. 

XO

FREAK!

DIY? Yes Please!

There's this fashion line coming out. I don't know much about it, just got linked there from Twitter by some kid being retweeted by some musician I barely listen to, and it's called Sober Is Sexy. It's safe sex and anti-drug. Apparently. I got linked to a buzznet post from Hanna Beth so I'm going to assume that the ex gf of Metro Station's Trace Cyrus (also known as "Miley Cyrus' over rated yet under appreciated older brother") has something to do with it? She's apparently getting over some addiction...


Anyways, I don't actually care. Because that's not what this post is about.


Well it kind of is.


This post is about one of the shirts listed as part of the collection:


It's white, looks better with the sleeves ripped off and the sides slit, and in black on the front it says Heroin Killed The Radio Star


And you know what?


While I refuse to spend upwards of $25 on a shirt that's basically a DIY gone crazy, I am totally okay with taking that one white shirt I never wear and writing that on the front in Sharpie.


HA.


Another of their shirts is black with white typing that says The Only Coke I Do Is Diet, which is more lame, but I'll keep up with the collection solely so that on 10.10.10 when it comes out I can make some DIY t-shirts inspired by them.


And by the various Coco Chanel shirts I've been coming across lately.


Just a lot of DIY.


Anyways, college in a few minutes. Gotta run.


XO
FREAK

The Great Debate

Harry Potter v. Twilight.

This is quite possibly (and depressingly) a defining feature of todays youth. 

On the one hand, you have the Harry Potter Generation. Hi! That's me. And my beau. And most of my friends.

On the other hand, you have the Twilight Generation. Mostly younger than us HP fans, I see it mostly in this years high school Sophomores. They seemed hit hardest, but I'm not going to lie, there's a huge swath of older people who like twilight, in their 20's or 30's.

But more than age, there's a defining feature that draws a line in the sand that most HP/Twilight fans won't cross.

HARRY POTTER FANS

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TWILIGHT FANS

See? Line. In the proverbial sand. The HP fans may have read Twilight, but probably think it's dumb. If not, they fall into the other catagory: Twilight fans who like Harry Potter. 

The line in the sand is sort of a one-way line. 

Twilight fans are allowed to like other things, because they're notorious for ignoring quality and being suckered in by anything sparkly (VAMPIRES HAVE FANGS STEPHANIE MEYERS!) and if they're of the right age they probably remember when Harry Potter was all the rage and sparkly and new.

Harry Potter fans have dignity.

They know that Twilight could have been written by a twelve year old, that it's a self-serving story for Meyers because she gets to toss out all of her ideals (marriage before sex, anti-abortion even in the face of death) and she got to write a story where a girl who's entirely plain (and bitchy and dumb) and could easily be HER gets to hook up with a supposed sex god.

Also known as bitchy dumb boring looking inexplicably popular necrophiliac girl gets banged by ancient undead pedophile with a blood fetish.

Doesn't look so snazzy now, does it?

In HP, you come across things like "equal rights" and an argument against the validity of slave labor, racism and a million other things cleverly disguised as a book that (well, the first one anyways) was geared at children.

Harry Potter may not be the best written story in the world, but it improved over time and JKR is a fabulous story teller.

Twilight was shitty from book one through the most recent novella and anything that's going to come, and SMeyers is a shitty story teller.

And thus the debate rages on.

Are we the Twilight Generation or the Potter Generation? Shall we be remembered for sweeping cinematic set in Scotland or boys in glitter and lipstick in a dreary town in Washington that no one had ever heard of? Shall we be remembered for lessons about tolerance or about keeping a baby even if it might kill you? 

I've lectured my fair share of brainless preteen girls about the fact that the relationship between Bella and Edward - he's overpowering, she goes back to him even after he's emotionally/verbally abusive, he takes her away from her friends and family, bans her from seeing people, treats her like we're in the dark ages and GETS AWAY WITH IT BECAUSE HES A SPARKLEPYER - is really, really unhealthy. 

I don't care if you want to marry him. He's a) fictional and b) a total asshole.

And then there's Bella! She's vapid, for one. Almost killer herself several times over a boy who treats her like shit. Unintelligent. Really fucking bitchy - if she walked into any real high school, she wouldn't be swarmed and suddenly popular. You treat people like that and you have no friends. She's manipulative. She's everything I hate about teenagers. 

Don't model your social life after her. Both she and Edward show obvious signs of sociopath tendencies. THATS NOT GOOD.

I forget that not everyone has the entire Harry Potter series committed to memory. 

Let me wrap it up for you:

Boys parents are killed, ends up with bitchy family, finds out he's a wizard, goes to boarding school, meets fabulous friends, finds out about having an arch nemesis, has a more local nemesis, has many adventures, becomes the star of the local sport of choice, has more adventures, stands up for all sorts of things, has his trust betrayed by an old bearded man, looses his godfather and a handful of other people who were important to him, comes to terms with death, defeats arch nemesis, proves he's a good person, good triumphs over evil, world is saved, boy marries girl and has kids and lives happily ever after. 

Compare that to the plot of the Twilight saga:

Girl leaves mother to live with father so her mother can live happily ever after even though she's going to suffer, is bitchy and mean to everyone and yet they still fawn all over her, meets boy who obviously doesn't like her, becomes obsessed, decides its true love, almost dies, boy leaves to protect her, leads on other boy (younger), toys with a handful of boys emotions, nearly kills herself, boy nearly kills himself, rescues him, plans to live happily ever after, gets married just so she can have sex, has loads of violent sex on her honeymoon, has kid even though it nearly killed her, gets turned into a vampire, fights war, lives happily ever after without a care about the fate of the world.

I'll pause so you can take bleach to your brain and forget that Twilight ever existed. I'm sorry if anyone thinks I'm dumb. Just wait for a rant on the idiocies of Lady Gaga. Then you'll all hate me - I got kicked off of Buzznet for saying I thought her music had no artistic merit and cheapened female sexuality, among other things, so it won't be the first time. 

But for now, think for a moment about if you'd rather be remembered for Twilight or Harry Potter.

I'm going to re-read all of HP in time for the new movie, so I think you know where I stand.

XO

FREAK