Blingbo!!!

Dumb blondes, Airheads, Rich bitches, Snotty Sluts with money…..lo0000000ts of money. Our hollywood-world is loaded with them. Can you name a few? Let’s start off with Jessica Simpson, seriously, wouldn’t you love to  _ _ _ _  her? I would. So would my horny friends. I wonder if Tiger Woods _ _ _ _ _ _ her?!?! Just asking. Paris is so old now, but she’s loaded so that counts! Any takers? She’s loaded…you could have an orgasm just holding her Gucci handjobbag. Sorry, my hand’s shaking it just thinking about. I’m OK, just have to focus. Who’s next? I’m making a list so just you wait and see. More to come….oh my god!!!!

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MONKEY BUSINESS WITH PARIS HILTON

A lot of you are searching today for Paris Hilton news. It appears that since Lady Gaga came on the scene, she has out-platinumed Paris on every front, where it’s very hard for Ms Hilton to get a look in with the paparazzi. There’s enough blonde in the tabloids already. So for you Paris Hilton fans, here’s animal rights activist Paris Hilton’s Michael Jackson tribute (again) from Wire Image and via, the UK Daily Mail, just in case you miss seeing Paris Hilton’s mug on Horiwood.Com this year in 2010.

~Posted by Horiwood.Com, Hollywood California USA. 3.15.2010~

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Ryan Cabrera's Connection To The Burglar Bunch

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Just as news that the Burglar Bunch or Bling Ring intended to hit even more celebrities homes like Zac Effron, Spencer Pratt, and Miley Cyrus, we learn that Audrina’s boyfrind, Ryan Cabrera, has a connection to the Bunch.

After finding out that Ryan Cabrera will appear on the new E! show, Pretty Wild, as a crush of one of the sisters, Tess Taylor, 19, we learned that he indeed dated Tess for quite a while.  Much like his rekindled romance with Audrina, Ryan and Tess had an on-again off-again situation where they dated, broke up and dated again.

“We casually hung out.  Okay, him and I met a year ago, maybe even longer than that.  We hung out, we had a little hook up thing whatever.  But then we didn’t talk for a long time and randomly we met again.”

On Pretty Wild, you will see Tess’ sister Alexis Neiers, 18, arrested as a suspect in the Burglar Bunch crimes for hitting homes like Audrina, Paris Hilton and Lindsay Lohan’s.  “I feel like I’ve been treated really unfairly.  Like, before I was even charged, people were attacking me.  Like, you probably saw the footage of me getting out of jail,” Alexis complained.  But she said she will have the last laugh.

That Ryan is connected to a girl who was arrested for the burglary of his girlfriend’s home shouldn’t come as too much of a surprise.  Other celebs whose homes were hit were seen with the alleged criminals themselves, so this seems like it was more of a case of an inside job than of Ryan knowingly fraternizing with problem kids.  Still, it’s such a tangled web we weave in Hollywood.

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Paris Hilton's Debut Album [Paris]

- my point of view -

I’m only reviewing this album in courtesy of Megumi from the Lost Wing blog and just try it out before I knock it down a notch or two. I’m laughing as I write about Turn It Up, it started with all these moaning noises from Paris and I don’t think being sexy is her particular category, this song was pretty embarrassing and rather humorous.

Paris, quit it with the whole conceited-white-girl-trying-to-be-down shit, please. Fighting Over Me is a little better than the previous track but it’s still really low quality. Paris sounds like she is rap-singing or talk-singing or something but she sounds really lame that it’s just a laugh to me, way to be corny. Fat Joe’s rap session was my favorite part of this song but outside of that this song really sucks.

Pfft, I actually liked the reggae sound to Stars Are Blind and tend to ignore Paris’ awful vocals, she really cannot sing.

Nah, I do not like I Want You either, it’s such an abysmal and really mediocre song. I feel like I’m going to throw up right now.

Paris’ continues to disappoint me with this next track Jealously and I’m certainly waiting for it to end. Next.

Hmm? Maybe there is a good track coming soon with Heartbeat, Paris cannot sing but on the contrary she actually sounded okay on here but emotionless. The arrangement is really soothing and experimental to my ears, I must admit this was pretty decent all in all.

Nothing In This World is really painful to my ears, Paris’ vocals were monotone and very dull. I really dislike those ‘da da da‘ parts since they sounded really stupid to me. This was just failure with a capital F on it.

Okay, I’m actually starting to like Screwed a lot more than the first time I’ve heard it. There’s a lot of energy lacking in Paris’ vocals and along with that there is no emotion at all. It’s a pretty all right song regardless of that, I like the funky beat as well.

Paris sounds really bored and emotionless in this next track Not Leaving Without You. It’s just mind-blowing on how bad this song truly is.

Turn You On is definitely not sexy and emotionless, yawn… Next.

I actually like the arrangement for Do Ya Think I’m Sexy more than Paris’ vocals which weren’t awful but still bad, if that makes any sense. I honestly like this song for its funky beat and catchy chorus but it could have been better if Paris had went and took some singing lessons or something. It’s a pretty weak ending to this already abysmal piece of work of an album.

My Fav. Tracks:
Heartbeat
Screwed
Do Ya Think I’m Sexy

When I first heard Paris way back on Imeem, I honestly felt like throwing up and not because I was sick but only because it was just trash the first time and it’s still as bad the second go-round for me. Most of these songs were mediocre, unmemorable, dull, way below average, and just plain terrible. I don’t know what she was on to go and release such a horrid album, it just completely blows my mind as to why she would do such a thing. Paris Hilton is an attractive and alluring young woman but I feel that if she has gotten any singing lessons, maybe her next album will be worlds better than this throwaway garbage.

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Love her or hate her Paris Hilton has fashion sense.

Okay, so yes, were all sick of Paris Hilton, but damn the girl does have style. I have to admit it. She really has some show stopping outfits that I love. She just celebrated her 29th birthday party in Vegas and wore this one shoulder white mini. I have put together a bunch of my favorite Paris outfitts. Love her or hate her, the girl has style or her stylist has style. Or maybe my  move from New York to California is starting to affect me. Shes actually really popular here in California.  What can we do, it looks like Paris is here to stay. Either way, here it is…

Love the whole outfit

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Sophocles: Not to be born is best, but having seen the light, the next best is to go whence one came as soon as may be.

75% of US senators were members of frats. 10 out of the top 30 Fortune 100.

So when my dad says that I shouldn’t judge society by college life I beg to differ. Is there really such thing as pluralism in an individualistic society? I can join or found a political party, a church, a social club, an interest group, that promotes the ideas that and social values I believe in. And as an individual I can believe and live by my own set of values. There is no force or coercion to the extent of the Spanish Inquisition. That is true. I can found a religion with myself as God and proclaim that anyone who does not live by my new bible will be punished by God both in this life and afterwords. The FBI might keep a watch on me. But so long as I remained a harmless crank, I wouldn’t be legally stopped. So yes to that extent there is pluralism. But to the extent that I enter the marketplace. That I work for a boss, and get my necessities from this society, I must enter the monistic values system and play by its rules. It is true the push-button transaction of the internet have made it less personal, but the basic principle still remains. So in the end the only pluralism is the freedom of the Stoics. The mind is free though the body is in chairs. As both a slave and emperor, no one can control the thoughts inside my head. My external actions may conform to the hegemony, but my soul soars free. I once followed Stoicism. Although I suppose I was never a real Stoic. In that my concept of duty was not the duties of this historical society but of abstract Right.

Frat boys are excellent sociobiologists. There view of sexual relations is Roissyite. Females need to protect their eggs, men need to spread their sperm. Females have no need for men. Men have no need for women except for the pleasure of sex. Thus they will pursue. Sex is a zero-sum game. In which every copulation is the defeat for the egg and a victory for the sperm.

This is the ontological metaphysical view of being in 2010 USA. All else descends from this one source.

Everything I say, is entirely alone. Well so be it. I can only speak for myself. Maybe I’m wrong about everything but it is what I will follow.

It isn’t just evil and degenerate. A work like this strikes me as profoundly boring and pointless. Perhaps it is ennui that is worse than evil. The moment the mind rises above a brute level of sensual pleasure. This romance seems incredibly dull. But I seem to be the only one in the world who feels this way. So I suppose democracy rules that I’m wrong.

If I would submit to the Athenian mob, why not the libertine mob?

Aren’t all forms of government democratic in form? At least to the extent that a open state of civil war does not exist. The very act of not rebelling represents democracy. And not just democracy, direct democracy. In that all actions are votes, not just that of the ballot box. In that sense all historical governments have been direct democracies.

How like Gulliver I have become. I would prefer to live among the Houyhnhnms if I could. But if that is impossible. Then I wish to stay way from the Yahoos, and stay in the stable conversing with horses.

Of course my Houyhnhnms Republic was metaphysics. And so I have remained in metaphysics. It is a poor substitute for life, but better than the world as it is.

Nozick and David Friedman say it is human to not want to go into the experience machine. We need life to be real. We need interaction with other free-willed social beings. If you had two identical Good situations, I would agree Real is better than Unreal. I would even go as far as to say you might want a slightly worse Real situation over a better Unreal one. But I would not accept that Real life in all conditions is better than the experience machine. Or even nonexistence.

Where is this all going to lead? What can be done?

The world is all that is the case as Wittgenstein said. And it shall remain what it is. There is no escaping that. I don’t know if the past historical era, or the present one is Objectively right about what Existence means. But I was born into THIS historical era. I must accept its’ truth. The present determines the past far more so than it creates the future. Although while the Now remains present, it can write the future, although it in turn will surely itself be rewritten by the future. But since I live Now, both past and future are under its absolute dictatorship.

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PARIS HILTON IN UPSKIRT FRENZY!

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The heist.

I’m spending my Sunday morning engrossed in the most recent issue of Vanity Fair.   Besides the aggravating features on “Hollywood’s fresh faces of 2010″, some of whom have graced the cover of this annual publication in years past, most of whom are younger than me and all of whom make significantly more than I do, I find myself fascinated by “The Suspects Wore Louboutins”.  The piece is based on the American teens who stand accused of burglarizing the homes of Orlando Bloom, Paris Hilton, and Lindsay Lohan among others.  One of the accused, Alexis Neiers, is featured prominently in the piece.  Below, Neiers is photographed just days after her arraignment for being an alleged member of what is now being dubbed “The Bling Ring”.

I really wonder about this girl’s handlers.  What’s the motivation behind allowing their client to be featured in this story?  The above image is certainly not one that elicits much sympathy on her behalf.

All in, the six individuals charged in the case are believed to have stolen upwards of $3 million in clothing and jewelry from the aforementioned stars.  As for the motivation behind the crimes, the accused are said to have been obsessed with the stars’ lavish possessions and relied on television shows such as TMZ to establish which stars were out of town and until when.

Whether Neiers is, as she claims, just a girl implicated in something that was beyond her control is for the courts to decide.  At the very least it seems that these crimes required a great deal of premeditation and were executed with care.  Regardless of the outcome, I look forward to following the impending trials of those who stand accused of one of the most audacious burglaries in recent Hollywood history.

xx

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Tucker Max's History of Feminism Thesis-Antithesis-Synthesis

When any pendulum swings too far to one side, it eventually has to start coming back. The first major player to refuse to buckle to this trend was Howard Stern. The demand for such a voice was so strong that by simply refusing to kowtow to the PC police, he became the “King of All Media.” This is where fratire comes in. While Maddox and I are not Howard Stern, we do represent some of the first internet players in this anti-PC revolt, and fratire as a genre represents the non-mainstream literary reaction to the feminization of masculinity.

Masculinity is starting to slowly coming back in vogue, but the fight is only beginning. The fact is, at this point in entertainment history, the Second Wave feminists are the gatekeepers of media. The women who grew up in the 60’s are now in charge, and they quite literally run shit. By itself that is not a problem, but these 50-year-old women who hold so many positions of power in media companies have personal preferences that do not reflect many American attitudes. Fratire exists as a genre because people are hungry for someone to tell it like it actually is instead of how these women (and men to some extent) want it to be. There is a large and untapped segment of the American populace that want men to act like men, but the MSM, which is run by Second Wave feminists, doesn’t get this yet. They aren’t in touch anymore.

So there is a history lesson from the horse’s mouth. You have the liberal feminists of the first wave fighting for basic liberal rights. The early 2nd wave extends this “good” trend into the social sphere, but these radical Jacobins go to far. And so there is the 3rd wave liberal restoration. Catherine McKinnon and Andrea Dworkin meet their Waterloo in the feminist sex wars, and Louis XVIII is put back on the thrown. But he is willing to grant a constitution that grants most of the rights of 1789, but not 1793.

This is the path of Crane Brinton’s Anatomy of Revolution which notes how the revolutions followed a life-cycle from the Old Order to a moderate regime to a radical regime, to Thermidorian reaction.

So the Restoration has already been taken back. We are beyond Thermidor. In this framework Roissy and Co. who want to undo even the early “good” days of 2WF and some even 1WF, are the ultra-monarchists, even more monarchical than the king himself.

So you see the history, written by the victors.

Thesis: 1st wave

Antithesis: 2nd wave

Synthesis: 3rd wave

So now we have the new thesis. Tucker-Max/ Paris Hilton 3rd wave feminism. Stripper pole-dance feminism. Empowering differences. Choice and individualism.

So what will be the next antithesis to our current thesis? Well sexual debauchery as Roissyites hope lead to an alpha cavemen sexual monopoly that leads to a counterrevolution that completely annihilates the last remnants of 2WF? Or will there be a second revolution of the radicals against the Restoration?

We are living in the Menaissance Restoration. History can not be reversed. And so some of 2wf is preserved but in an anti-2wf manner. This is the way in which the 1815 Constitution of France preserved 1789 in an anti-1789 manner.

France finally achieved the goals of 1789 in 1830, with a new liberal monarch. And in 1848, an attempt was made to restore 1793.

The Stuart Restoration in England had a different fate. With the fall of the Cromwellian Puritan Republic, a new era of bowdyness with the Rake as the hero was reigned in. The Glorious Revolution, restored the goals of the early English Revolution, but the Puritan Republic was defeated for good. Or was it?

Third wave stripper feminism is anti-feminism under the banner of feminism.

Do you think the counterreaction against feminism will go all the way and undo ALL the gains of 2WF?

No. In that sense we are at the high tide of Restoration. All aspects of feminism that still can be destroyed have already been destroyed. The formal legal equality can not be reversed. The influx of women into the workplace can not be reversed.

Are things going to get better or worse?

The reaction has left economic gains untouched. If anything that march has gone on in spite of social backlash. In that sense the Third Estate of both England and France continued their economic march to supremacy, in the face of Feudal Restoration.

Feminism is the extension of the capitalist market relations into the field of sexuality. Like the English, American and French revolutions, the feminist revolution is in essence a liberal capitalist revolution. But like those revolutions, a radical social side emerged that took lofty ideas more seriously than the liberals did. And like in those 3, the radicals were ultimately defeated, in an alliance that pushed the early liberals, the conservatives and reactionaries together.

In that sense the alphas are supposedly the best competitors in the sexual free-market opened by feminism, and thus monopolize and drive out all “beta” competitors. Alpha sexual entrepreneurs supposedly provide the best service to consumers which is power dominance. Tucker Max is happy with the status quo, for the most part. While the Roissyites want to abolish the sexual free-market, although it supposedly benefits them as alphas, out of a sense of social responsibility. Of course the Roissyites as libertarians, have no real solution. There only hope is that women will be so humiliated and degraded, by Alphas that they will flee into the kitchen. But supposedly they enjoy the alphas?

In this the Christian Democrats who created a socially conservative welfare state, were the best antidote to feminism. They regulated the sexual market, and created economic incentives for the patriarchal single breadwinner home. But social conservatism in the USA is impotent because it is tied to economic libertarianism. US Libertarianism is second only to Nordic feminist social democracy, in forcing women into the market and thus greater economic independence.

In this the Stripper Restoration is no more a defeat for feminism, than the Stuart and Bourbon Restorations were defeats for capitalism. While many political and social gains have been wiped out, the marketization of sexual life and family continues unstopped.

In a world where women are little miss Ayn Rands, and no one owes anyone anything. Why should they fulfill their reproductive “duties”? Living in this libertarian society, if I were a woman, I would never bother to have kids, and if by some disaster I did, I would dump them off in adoption. There is nothing more anti-altruistic than being altruistic in an individualistic society. Unlike Christian Democratic Europe, libertarian USA will NEVER provide economic incentives for a woman to bother to have a family. And so as self-interested homo economicus they never will. What right does anyone have to complain about the end of the family?

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Out the Box

Check out what other celebrities are up to!

Designer Alexander McQueen was found dead in his London home this morning.  There are reports that the famous designer took his own life.  He was found hanged in his apartment, and Sky News Media is reporting that local police have said the death would not be “treated as suspicious.”  An official cause of death has not been released.

Alexander McQueen is one of the world’s most famous designers, often designing for mega stars like Lady Gaga, Rihanna and Prince Charles.  Stephanie Pratt and Paris Hilton both recently wore an Alexander McQueen outfit that was so cute, celebrities didn’t mind being in a long list of celebs who wore also wore the dress.

A rep for McQueen says, “”At this stage it is inappropriate to comment on this tragic news beyond saying that we are devastated and are sharing a sense of shock and grief with [McQueen's] family.”

Thoughts go out to the McQueen family…

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Poug in Paris

Gossip Center/SplashNews

Poug landed in La Paris Tuesday, February 9.  They stayed at the Ritz Carlton, visited pet stores and shopped for clothes until they dropped, of course.

The following day, the happy pair was spotted enjoying more Parisian life.  Wednesday, Paris and Doug both looked very good, almost rivaling Johotness and Olivia in the picture perfect pair department.

In other Poug news, the periodic marriage rumors have begun to swirl again, but this time Paris was the cause.  Giving an award acceptance speech at the Hearts for Hope benefit, Paris stated, “I’d like to thank my future sister-in-law Casey Reinhardt.”

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Travails of the furry kind

Hindustan Times (February 6, 2010) by Ruchira Hoon

Like hotel heiress and socialite Paris Hilton, beauty-expert Michelle Janis couldn’t live without her pet pooch. The four-year-old pug went everywhere with her.

So, when she decided to take a long vacation to India from the UK, her heart wouldn’t let her leave wrinkle-faced Yoda behind. “I got him quarantined, signed him on for export and got a crate measured to his size. That was the easy bit,” she says. “What was hard was to find a place to stay. India is just not a pet-friendly country.”

Unlike several cities around the world, where pets such as dogs, cats and birds are welcomed into most malls, restaurants and shops, few five-star hotels in the country allow you to stay with your pet.

Allergies, disturbing the neighbours, hair shedding and well, just the image of the hotel, become an issue.

But that’s not to say you cannot travel with your furry friend. Anupama Vinayak, who runs the website petvacations.in, has a host of resorts and hotels that she has collaborated with to let pets participate in vacations.

“We have collaborations with two-star and three-star hotels as well as bungalows and service apartments across the country,” she says. On her site though, the names of most of these hotels are kept anonymous.

“Many people don’t feel comfortable about spending the night in a room where a dog or cat has slept in earlier. So, we tell the client only when we know they are serious about staying at the hotel.”

Checking out the pet policies is a great way of deciding where to stay. Marketing executive Siddharth Shah, for instance, located a perfect little heritage hotel in Jaipur to take his great Dane Toe-Toe to. “Pets need a break as well. A vacation with them is a great way to bond. Plus they are never ever bored of you.”

Delhi-based vet Dr Vikas Daga often advises his clients to prepare in advance before going on a vacation with their pets. “They are like babies. Don’t forget to pack in their food, toys and a first-aid kit as well as absorbent material, so that they don’t make a mess of themselves. Other than that, get ready to embark on a great vacation.”

The Fine Print:

• Air India, Jet Airways, and Jet Lite allow pets on their flights
• You can book yourself on a flight with your pet only three hours before a flight and not in advance
• If you have a small-sized pet, check it in as excess baggage and not cargo. Make sure you have an IATA approved crate lined with absorbent cloth
• Most pets need to be quarantined before they travel from or to India
• Measuring the container is essential and has to be approved by the airlines
• On long-haul flights a fleece/vet bed is recommended
• Pets should not be sedated on a flight

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Puritanism: The haunting fear that someone, somewhere, may be happy.

Puritanism: The haunting fear that someone, somewhere, may be happy.
– H L Mencken, A Book of Burlesques, “Sententiæ” (1920), quoted from The Columbia Dictionary of Quotations

There is only one honest impulse at the bottom of Puritanism, and that is the impulse to punish the man with a superior capacity for happiness — to bring him down to the miserable level of “good” men, i.e., of stupid, cowardly, and chronically unhappy men.
– H L Mencken, Alistair Cooke, ed, The Vintage Mencken, quoted from James A Haught, ed, 2000 Years of Disbelief

The truth is, as every one knows, that the great artists of the world are never Puritans, and seldom even ordinarily respectable. No virtuous man — that is, virtuous in the YMCA sense — has ever painted a picture worth looking at, or written a symphony worth hearing, or a book worth reading, and it is highly improbable that the thing has ever been done by a virtuous woman.
– H L Mencken, Prejudices, “The Blushful Mystery: Art and Sex” (First Series, 1919).
IS this the worst of all possible worlds? I’m an old Puritan in HL Mencken’s sense. I’m anti-fun, anti-having a good time. So just “enjoying myself” isn’t going to be a world out for me. I need a Milton to justify the ways of God to man. Do not mistake theodicy for religion, I’m an atheist. But in order to be able to speak, I must name God.

I’m at the bottom of the heap in this society. Would it be so much better to be a Roman slave, if I knew the master who beat me was a noble civic Republican? Are the young rape slaves of the Mongols, conciled by the fact that a tribal democratic cosmopolitan is being built? Do the murdered Helots rejoice that all Spartans are brothers? Is not this the best age to be a loser? It is true if I was a citizen in a past age it might be better, but thats an unequal comparison, since the losers of the past were slaves and serfs. If I’m destined to be a loser in all ages, is this not my golden age?

I assumed I was a world conqueror. Yeah this is a pretty crummy time to be a conqueror. Even if you are victorious you have done it for nothing. So perhaps it is the leaders who ought to be pitied. It is they who miss out on the glorious republican legacy. I would have just been their slave anyway.

Does not everyone believe they are uniquely destined? For me it took on truly grandiose terms. I told a Wiccan, that I was guided by the star of destiny- Fortuna.
“Ah the whore goddess” she replied.
I scoffed, I’m going places, people can see that in me, I insisted. I will fulfill the dream. The babe is resting his head suckling on his mother’s bosom. Her wind blows with the words. Maringo, Austerlitz, Jena. Fatherland.  That was the dream. Oh gentle Liberte, how I caressed you. What cruel insults I threw at your beautiful sisters, what is egalitie in chains? what is the fraternite of slaves? Such nonsense I spoke. Or beautiful virginal liberte, they have made you the painted whore- liberty!

My life is the story of two sisters. One who was right to betray me, the other who erred. Sophia, you were gentle and soft. Fortuna, ah you were the great seducer. How you drugged me! Oh the miraculous kingdoms you promised me. Or did you? Did I just delude myself? Did I speak for you old whore? Ah Sophia’s soft eyes. Do you remember that time, after those harlots confronted me after football practice. I was quite the Cato then. I’m sure I gave them a very noble reply, and they laughed. Oh those miles I ran after that. And in that lovely park, where I rested on the swings alone. I came running there. Exhausted and worn out, I ran harder, because you Sophia, were there with outstretched arms. I believe you Sophia. You could have given me all, and you asked for nothing. Oh Sophia, how I have failed you. What an ungrateful servant I was. How I lived by your sister.

It is my fault. All my fault. This hellish world is my creation. Evil could have been fought. It was my duty to have courage to fight their fire with fire. Coward! Wretch! You flinched! The butterfly effect. The mistakes of I, the insignificant worm, made a small ripple, that 1000 miles away became a great storm that would engulf the world. I’m too blame. Life is struggle. Good stood on one side, evil on the other. Those were the barricades. Yes this world is one ruled by evil. But only because that battle was lost. And I’m to blame.

What a strange, ugly, dull, boring world. Accursed! And I’m too blame. The whole weight of the world is on my back. I’m directly responsible for everything. Not a leaf falls, that I did not will.

Virtue in the mind alone, is no virtue. Virtue must be made into a fist to smash evil. I had my chance to do that. I was a miser not an investor.

The word talent used to be a unit of Greek currency. It is only because of Jesus’ parable that talent is only useful in the world, and not buried, that talent came to mean skill. Isn’t that my own story? Perhaps I did have virtue, but I buried it in the ground so it would not be stolen, I did not invest it so it would grow.

Who says I had to accept the values of the world? But even to fight for a better one, my honor had to be thrown into the wide world. Only then could it have been set right.

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Teen burglars broke into Hilton’s home with key under mat

A member of teenage gang, that has been accused of robbing homes of Hollywood celebrities, revealed that they broke into the Paris Hilton’s home using a key she left under her door mat.

According to US ABC News, Nick Prugo, who is a part of the gang dubbed the “Bling Ring”, said that Hilton was their first target because they considered her “dumb”.

“Like, who would leave a door unlocked? Who would leave a lot of money lying around?” he said.

Prugo also claimed that they found five grams of cocaine in her house, which they also stole.

While talking to Good Morning America, Prugo said he got caught up in the robberies due to peer pressure.

“There was a definite thrill to it,” News.com.au quoted him as saying.

He added he was “just trying to keep my friends”.

However, despite Prugo’’s admissions to police and the public, he has pleaded not guilty.

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2010 Razzie Award nominations

Not exactly sure if I agree with all of these nominations, but I agree with most of them.  However, how important is a Razzie Award anyway? View the full list below.

WORST ACTOR OF THE DECADE
Ben Affleck — “Daredevil,” “Gigli,” “Jersey Girl,” “Paycheck,” “Pearl Harbor,” “Surviving Christmas”
Eddie Murphy — “Adventures of Pluto Nash,” “I Spy,” “Imagine That,” “Meet Dave,” “Norbit,” “Showtime”
Mike Myers — “Cat in the Hat,” “The Love Guru”
Rob Schneider — “The Animal,” “Benchwarmers,” “Deuce Bigalo: European Gigolo,” “Grandma’s Boy,” “The Hot Chick,” “I Now Pronounce You Chuck & Larry,” “Little Man,” “Little Nicky”
John Travolta — “Battlefield Earth,” “Domestic Disturbance,” “Lucky Numbers,” “Old Dogs,” “Swordfish”

WORST ACTRESS OF THE DECADE
Mariah Carey – “Glitter”
Paris Hilton — “The Hottie & The Nottie,” “House of Whacks,” “Repo: The Genetic Opera”
Lindsay Lohan — “Herbie Fully Loaded,” “I Know Who Killed Me,” “Just My Luck”
Jennifer Lopez — “Angel Eyes,” “Enough,” “Gigli,” “Jersey Girl,” “Maid in Manhattan,” “Monster-in-Law,” “The Wedding Planner”
Madonna — “Die Another Day,” “The Next Best Thing,” “Swept Away”

WORST PICTURE OF 2009
“All About Steve”
“G.I. Joe: The Rise of Cobra”
“Land of the Lost”
“Old Dogs””
“Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen” (a.k.a. “Trannies, Too”)

WORST SUPPORTING ACTRESS OF 2009
Candice Bergen, “Bride Wars”
Ali Larter, “Obsessed”
Sienna Miller, “G.I. Joe”
Kelly Preston,”Old Dogs”
Julie White (as Mom), “Trannies, Too”

WORST SUPPORTING ACTOR OF 2009
Billy Ray Cyrus, “Hannah Montana: The Movie”
Hugh Hefner (as himself), “Miss March”
Robert Pattinson, “Twilight Saga: New Moon”
Jorma Taccone (as Cha-Ka), “Land of the Lost”
Marlon Wayans, “G.I. Joe”

WORST ACTOR OF 2009
All Three Jonas Brothers, “Jonas Brothers: The 3-D Concert Experience”
Will Ferrell, “Land of the Lost”
Steve Martin, “Pink Panther 2″
Eddie Murphy, “Imagine That”
John Travolta, “Old Dogs”

WORST ACTRESS Of 2009
Beyonce, “Obsessed”
Sandra Bullock, “All About Steve”
Myley Cyrus, “Hannah Montana: The Movie”
Megan Fox, “Jennifer’s Body” and “Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen”
Sarah Jessica Parker, “Did You Hear About the Morgans?”

WORST SCREEN COUPLE OF 2009
Any Two (or More) Jonas Brothers, “The Jonas Brothers 3-D Concert Experience”
Sandra Bullock and Bradley Cooper, “All About Steve”
Will Ferrell and any co-star, Creature or “Comic Riff,” “Land of the Lost”
Shia Lebouf & Either Megan Fox or Any Transformer, “Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen”
Kristin Stewart and either Robert Pattinson or Taylor Whatz-His-Fang, “Twilight Saga: New Moon”

WORST REMAKE, RIP-OFF OR SEQUEL (COMBINED CATEGORY FOR 2009)
“G.I. Joe: The Rise of Cobra”
“Land of the Lost”
“Pink Panther 2″
“Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen”
“Twilight Saga: New Moon”

WORST DIRECTOR OF 2009
Michael Bay, “Trannies, Too”
Walt Becker, “Old Dogs”
Brad Silberling, “Land of the Lost”
Stephen Sommers, “G.I. Joe”
Phil Traill, “All About Steve”

WORST SCREENPLAY OF 2009
“All About Steve,” screenplay by Kim Barker
“G.I. Joe: The Rise of Cobra,” screenplay by Stuart Beattie and David Elliot & Paul Lovett, based on Hasbro’s G.I. Joe Characters.
“Land of the Lost,” written by Chris Henchy & Dennis McNicholas, based on Sid & Marty Krofft’s TV series
“Transformers: Revenge Of The Fallen,” written By Ehren Kruger & Roberto Orci & Alex Kurtzman, based on Hasbro’s Transformers Action Figures
“Twilight Saga: New Moon,” screenplay by Melissa Rosenberg, based on the novel by Stephenie Meyer

WORST PICTURE OF THE DECADE (3 SPECIAL 30TH RAZZIE-VERSARY AWARDZ)
“Battlefield Earth” (2000) — Nominated for 10 Razzies, “winner” of 8 (including Worst Drama of Our First 25 Years)
“Freddy Got Fingered” (2001) — Nominated for nine Razzies, “winner” of five
“Gigli” (2003) — Nominated for 10 Razzies, winner of seven (including Worst Comedy of Our First 25 Years)
“I Know Who Killed Me” (2007) — Nominated for nine Razzies, “winner” of eight
“Swept Away” (2002) — Nominated for nine Razzies, “winner” of five

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John Edwards starring as Norman Desmond

It would be rude of me to ask if you have ever seen a sex tape, and ruder still I suppose to inquire as to your possible starring role in one. As I spinster I can assure you that my theatrical inclinations are limited to pretending I am interested in the lives of my friends’ children, but if attending a screening of Debbie Does Dallas counts as watching a sex tape, then I guess I have. I understand that what one or more consenting adults do in the privacy of his/her/their bedroom is his/her/their business, and if the inclination is to memorialize the activity electronically, whether for future reference or as means of sending Uncle Jonas into cardiac arrest for early collection on an inheritance, so be it. But let’s be honest, you and I are but faces in the crowd, and it’s highly unlikely that no one save a few intimates is going to be much interested in our celluloid escapades.

But not everybody who opens up for the camera is a private citizen, and the public’s need to know about the lives of the rich and famous pretty much demands that Pamela Anderson and Tommy Lee use the subtle angle of a ceiling-mounted video cam to give us the skinny on those parts of their bodies that are not tattooed and those unconventional parts that are. Sometimes, of course, a fledging actress such as Paris Hilton, she of the life-like appearance in such gems as House of Wax and the Hottie and the Nottie, needs to give her career a goose. A release of an independently produced cinema verite in which the depths of her capacities are plumbed could be just the thang.

Between the worlds of the hoi polloi and the Hollywood bottom feeders, though, is the middle ground of people who are in the news because they are newsmakers or because their fifteen minutes are ticking. In the latter instance I think of Carrie Prejean, who’s so 2009 that I probably need to remind you who she used to be: the Miss California contestant who briefly became the poster girl for what she called “opposite marriage.” Her career as a spokes model came to a premature end, though, when the poster turned out to be of the centerfold variety, and an iPhone app of her making her own fun became available. Presumably Miss Prejean is back in her aptly named hometown of El Cajon, where one supposes she is even unto this day licking her…wounds.

But the blockbuster sex tape has got to be the truth-is-stranger-than-fiction one of the ambulance-chasing shyster turned one-term senator turned also-ran presidential candidate John Edwards and his extramarital cupcake Rielle Hunter. As cupcakes go, Miss Hunter is in a class by herself, and I mean than as a complement. She’s stayed out the public eye, and she doesn’t appear to have a book deal in the offing. Edwards himself though is a different kettle of fish. I’d always suspected that his perfect coif was a substitute codpiece, and now that we’re pretty sure his extra-conjugal congress has been recorded for posterity—if the National Enquirer says so, it must be true—I am feeling rather smug that my suspicions have been confirmed.

You know, I can almost understand why a Pamela Anderson, Paris Hilton, or even a Carrie Prejean would engage in a little boudoir porn. It kinda fits their bleachy blond beach bod personae, and in the sorry world of popular culture it probably is a good career move. But for an over-the-hill adulterer who aspires to public office to yell “Action!” before jumping into the sack? He may have proven that he doesn’t shoot blanks, but he surely shot himself in the foot.

Before I began writing this post I asked myself, “what is left to say about John Edwards?” Six hundred and forty-seven words later I have my answer: nothing.

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Paris Hilton in blue Moncler down jacket and moon boots

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Dear God, 15 Minutes With the Fameous

Dear God,

First of all, I would just like to say how wonderful it feels to be writing again! I love talking and praying to you, but I have also enjoyed the special times when I can  put my words on something more tangible that lasts. I have been pretty much refined to bed for two weeks, so my most indulgent form of entertainment, has unfortunately been the television. I have followed the news rather closely and I am somewhat amazed at the amount of attention and fame one will acquire by NOT using their better judgement.

In the case of the “uninvited guests” who decided to crash the White House Party, I have to admit that other than the  guests of distinguished governmental attendee’s and perhaps some journalists who have maintained their quality and moral compass when reporting our worldly news, I can’t imagine why one would risk imprisonment to attend such an event. I know that we all have the urge to want to feel important, and to be the invited guest to American royalty, but I suppose that if I were given 15 minutes to share the table with someone of affluence and character–then I wouldn’t want to crash a party in order to have that interview.

Of all the hollywood celebrity that flood our media these days, it is frightening to see how our young people are emulating the rough and unsavory un-moralistic behaviors of teen idols. The Brittney Spears, and Paris Hilton’s of our world, have proved their true colors the last few years, and I believe that, for the most part, many girls are seeing that the mistakes they made are truly that, not entertaining, but flat out mistakes. Although I may be the minority of some, I have to admit that I would not choose President Obama to spend an evening with interviewing and dining with either. Although I understand that by being an American citizen, we are privledged to live in a Democracy where we are able to live freely and have the ability to vote, whereby choosing who we elect and put into the office of Commander and Chief. I do indeed take that liberty with pride and I am a registered voter. I do not agree with liberal issues that most find, our God given right, so with dignity, I will choose to keep in prayer, that our country will turn from the issues that bring us so far from our Christian roots. The only real hope for us now, is to give every moment to insuring that we are never lazy in our pursuit to instill Christian values into our lives and be the proper example to the next generation.

If we are not vigilant in our values that we express to our children, then they will continue to think that the behaviors of the most popular icons of todays world, are there for their commercial value of entertainment and that it’s okay for them to live their lives doing whatever they feel is necessary to achieve success and self gratification. I was always so very careful about what my children were exposed to when they were young. I know that my children were sometimes mocked for not being allowed to see the same movies and play the same video games as their peers, but I just felt that I had to make the decision based on my own moral value scale. Not, what was being decided by the entertainment industry. While most teens these days are so conscience of the Hollywood characters that are spashed on the cover of every magazine, I must continue to hold firm to my belief that the most important people in our lives, do not dress in Dolce and Gabana, but are the heroes who give of themselves, freely to help others and improve their lives, through the knowledge of Christ Jesus.

If we were given 15 minutes to interview someone of fame, I have to ask myself, who would I choose? I know that I wouldn’t not turn to the tabloids for the juicy comments that follow Jon and Kate. I wouldn’t choose to spend my last dollar on a ball-gown and sneak into a White House party. I wouldn’t enter a night club for a chance to see a rock star who is trying desperately, to swallow their troubles  in a wine glass. I couldn’t choose to have lunch with America’s Next Top Model….Heaven know’s I’d probably starve to death, before the interview! Neither, would I  fake a talent (that obviously I lack)….just to get a peek at Simon Cowl, although the entertainment in the waiting line, might just be worth a great laugh!

No, in all honesty, if I were given 15 minutes, I believe that I would have to choose that time very wisely. I have often thought about this. Perhaps those that top my list, have gone on to  be with You, and they are spending their days in the company of Angels and their Savior. But, as for the living prospects…One in particular person, that I would love to meet, is actually the son of a very famous man of God. Jonathan Falwell could tell of the enormous impact that his own father has had on millions of people throughout years of service to Our King. The memories that I’m sure Jerry shared with his children, would be worth every ticking second of my time. To discover that over the years–He was privy to the very moment when countless individuals spoke the words that would change their lives, and their future forever more. To know that He was there when someone, with tear streaked cheeks, took that long walk down a crowded isle…to meet someone at the altar, and say “I surrender all”, I want to ask Christ to forgive me for being a sinner” I want to accept this man, Jesus, to come into my heart and I want to live for Him for the rest of my life.”

This is the kind of “fame” that comes without the perks that fill little bags full of expensive goodies to those who are chosen to walk the “red carpet” on awards night. This is the kind of emotional fulfillment that can’t be satisfied by money, fame, fortune, or notoriety. This is the truest form of spiritual greatness that deems the most important moments of our life. I can’t imagine being able to see those remarkable moments on a daily basis in my life. That is the most exceptional job that we can serve. The mission field is full of individuals who go without any aminities of luxury or even conveinence for that matter. But, yet, they are some of the happiest and joyful people that one could ever meet. This says it all! We need to consider who we find interesting enough to consume our time and attention these days. I know that it is so easy to find excitement in those who live troubling lives. Tiger Woods is now a household name, for entirely different reasons than his awesome golf swing. Sadly, I know that in the end, when he has lost everything that truly held value in his emotional life, he will have to ask himself why he made such poor choices to find happiness. There is only one way to find it….One Man…who gave ALL that He had to give to ALL others, who choose life over death. This is the one who deserves the attention of all mankind.

God, help me to make the kind of choices that only bring honor to You. I want  to continue to teach my children that we only have one life to live, and only one voice to speak to others with. Our actions do speak louder than words, more often than any of us would like to admit. I know that when I arrive in heaven….there is a list a mile long, of those whom I would be honored to share a table to dine with, and just listen to the stories of how they loved You enough to give their lives in the sacrifice for meeting friends and family in a reunion that will make Glorified Headlines!

I give honor to those who give so freely to You, and know who deserves honor without requiring Fame,

Gina

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Paris I Get That A Lot!

On an episode of I Get That A Lot, Paris Hilton works as a gas station attendant at VIP gas as she attempts to go under the radar. And we love it!

She laughs at herself, asks the guy from Family Matters for an autograph and offers to fill up a woman’s tank for free because she didn’t have any $$$$$.

Watch the clip (above) to see a more mature and HIGHlarious Paris Hilton!

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Not What I Was Expecting

I just clicked on a link titled “California hit by ‘Paris Hilton syndrome.’” It was an article about how Chihuahuas are overflowing in kennels in California. Here’s the story if you’re actually interested.

Obviously, this was not the story I was expecting based on the title. I thought the story would read something like “Paris Hilton finally gets around to having sex with entire West Coast. Not people living on coast, the actual coast.”  Maybe even something like “Men line up for pleasure from Paris and sister (I think her name is Charlene, or something).

My other thought was “Has the entire state of California dropped 50 IQ points, filmed each other masturbating, and suddenly thought they’d be a great parent?

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Paris Hilton 'Naughty Naughty'

Naughty Naughty PARIS!!!

Executives at New York-based firm Gwyneth Shoes are suing the dumb blonde  for trademark and patent infringement, according to documents filed last week.

Hilton has been accused of stealing the idea to include a heart-shaped pad on her heels’ insoles, a design the brand’s bosses claim they filed to patent in 2007.

The heiress released the range in question in February 2008.

Now attorneys for Gwyneth Shoes are demanding that Hilton must hand over every pair of shoes that feature the pink heart.

Not to worry paris maybe they will expand there shoe range to fit lil pooches!!!

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