The car loves the big windows too (Taken with instagram)
When I read this article I thought many things, but before I get into what I think you should read the article by either clicking the title of this posting which will direct you to MSNBC or reading the quoted text below:
South Korea protesters deem Lady Gaga ‘too homosexual and pornographic’ By Rebecca Macatee, E! Online
Seoul’s underage Little Monsters were out of luck earlier this week when Lady Gaga’s “Born This Way Ball” concert became an adults-only event. According to the, a small group of Christians staged a rally outside the South Korean capitol’s Olympic Stadium ahead of the performance. Activists inSeoul had been protesting the concert for a week, calling the 26-year-old’s music and performances “obscene,” with the potential to “taint” young people. One group calling itself the Civilians Network against the Lady Gaga Concert said her show was “too homosexual and pornographic.” Rev. Yoon Jung-hoon, who organized the group, told Reuters the Christian Council of Korea “will take all measures such as boycotting Hyundai Card [a sponsor of Gaga’s tour] to root out this kind of obscene culture.” Joon attended the concert to “monitor” the performance for homosexual content.Gaga is an advocate for gay rights and empowering people of all sexual orientations. “I can hear you, Korea,” the pop star tweeted Thursday night. “I’m shaking.”
First of all, if you think Lady Gaga’s performance is too homosexual for your Christian beliefs, then by all means don’t go to her concerts or listen to her music. You have every right to think that she is too homophobic and inappropriate, but you don’t have a right to force others to live by your religious beliefs. We worry about other people too much in this world and should focus on ourselves. Second, this Rev. Hoon attended the concert to monitor it for homosexual content. Can I just make a guess, but I am seeing a bit of repetitiveness here… Could this end up being the South Korean Ted Haggard? Someone who preaches Christian beliefs and anti-homosexual sermons but is a big homo himself? Why does homosexual content at a concert he would otherwise not be at have any effect on him? If he doesn’t want his children going to it, then don’t let them, but if other parents don’t have an issue with their children seeing it then that’s their choice. Not to mention that Lady Gaga, while like all humans isn’t perfect, is an advocate for human dignity and equality for all. I’m pretty sure Rev. Hoon’s God would be supportive of that.
Apparently Thursday, April 26th was the national Poem in Your Pocket Day here in the US. I honestly had no clue, but then again there is a “day” dedicated to just about everything now.
Today, a colleague of mine stopped by to give me a poem she had in her pocket yesterday. Being that I was out of the office she couldn’t give it to me so she handed it to me now instead. I thought she was a bit silly, but she explained that she loves poetry and this is one of her favorite poems (not her number one favorite, but it is up there).
She said I didn’t have to read it, but part of celebrating poetry is sharing it. I could read it or recycle the back as scratch paper. I decided to read the poem of course and it kind of resonated for me. The poem she passed along to me was:
“The Layers” by Stanley Kunitz
I have walked through many lives,
some of them my own,
and I am not who I was,
though some principle of being abides,
from which I struggle not to stray.
When I look behind,
as I am compelled to look
before I can gather strength
to proceed on my journey,
I see the milestones dwindling
toward the horizon
and the slow fires trailing
from the abandoned camp-sites,
over which scavenger angels
wheel on heavy wings.
Oh, I have made myself a tribe
out of my true affections,
and my tribe is scattered!
How shall the heart be reconciled
to its feast of losses?
In a rising wind
the manic dust of my friends,
those who fell along the way,
bitterly stings my face.
Yet I turn, I turn,
with my will intact to go
wherever I need to go,
and every stone on the road
precious to me.
In my darkest night,
when the moon was covered
and I roamed through wreckage,
a nimbus-clouded voice
“Live in the layers,
not on the litter.”
Though I lack the art
to decipher it,
no doubt the next chapter
in my book of transformations
is already written.
I am not done with my changes.
This poem fits or seems to on point for many different events in my life and it closes with the absolute truth that I am not done with my changes yet. The parts of me I am not happy with I shall change, the parts I like will remain. The past that has hurt me will be used to grow stronger and learn from and the past where I made mistakes will also be learned from.
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My mother keeps asking me what I want for my birthday. Literally, she has been calling me just about every day for the past week and a half. I know it is cute and shows that she cares, but I can’t give her a list of things I want.
Maybe it is because I am older (something I have to deal with), but gifts seem overrated this year. What I really want is for her to just cover my birthday brunch and/or dinner. The problem for her is that she wants something that is a surprise or that I can unwrap. I get that desire and appreciate it completely, I particularly get it for when I was a kid, but things change as we age.
If someone really wants to buy me a gift they can, but the things I want are on a different level now than they were when I was a kid and are things I really need to pick out myself. What do I mean?
- I’d love a new couch for my new living room.
- I’d love a new bed frame and dresser for the bedroom.
- I’d love a new area rug for the living room.
- I’d love new clothes, but we all know a nice top that can be worn at both work and still cross over to the perfect Saturday night outfit is going to be $70 – $100 for one item.
So why not just cover brunch. You are allowing me to spend time with people I enjoy being around. You are the reason I am getting to sit, laugh and enjoy my birthday. It may not be a tangible gift, but it’s not about the gifts any more. It’s about mourning the fact that I am another year older… oops, did I say mourning? I meant that it’s about celebrating the fact that I am another year older.
Anyways, I appreciate the desire to buy me gifts and I realize it’s something society makes us feel required to do, but spending a little time with me will suffice. My mother is driving all the way from Virginia this Thursday to spend no more than 12 hours with me and then driving back to Virginia. She is doing this all to take me out to an early birthday dinner. That is all I need. Time, attention and showing that you care.
Basically I am writing this to all of my friends and the few family members still in my life. If any of my friends want to show me they care send me a time you want to hang out, go on a walk, a run, a picnic, watch a movie, play a board game or go dancing. That’s what I am looking for and what will hit home. The gift will be in the pictures and the memories.
And if you really need me to unwrap something then remember that champagne is always welcome. Champagne is good anytime, anywhere and for any reason. With that said I must say that a brunch or movie night will probably last longer with me though!
I love our new apartment, but while googling images of our building today I came across this floor plan. It is for an apartment located at 190 Riverside Drive. My goal is to live in an apartment a lot like this with a view of the park and the Hudson River.
I love real estate!
Hillary Clinton just has to run in 2016!