Hello.

I am thinking  that This might be why Republicans should not be allowed to speak.

Ever.

Really ‘Pubs? Government should stay out of Medicare? Well, I think you should stay out of politics if you can’t figure out why that statement is asinine.

Dogwoman

Hello.

I want to go here.  I think they should just leave it up and make it a tourist attraction. I would totally play life-sized Candy Land. I once played life sized chess and it was a blast.  Okay some times I play a life-sized guitar and that’s fun too. It would be better if the music that came out of the guitar didn’t sound fun-sized but what can you do?

Dogwoman

Hello.

There is cycle to our world. The very nature ‘o time indicates that things that have passed will return. And nowhere is this theory more tested than in the celebrity world.

That’s right it’s the return of sex tapes.

In the past month at least three so-called celebrity types have been plagued by the release of  their sex tapes. ‘Member when Rob was brought Lowe by his indiscretion? Well. Apparently it’s now all the rage. If you want people to think you could be someone, get busy on Youtube.

Let us ask ourselves, do we really want to see what people might get up to? I for one  would like to be spared.

Most of them are very low quality, not even amateur porn quality. As though some sweaty guy was hiding in the closet with a flip phone. No one wants that. If you, as a potential A-lister, want exposure, do it right, hire a crew. A good crew. Next get in some make up artists. Honestly, we only love you when you look perfect so yeah, do something about the mismanaged hair and sweat. And maybe a set designer. We don’t really want to see the messy crumpled bed you actually use on a nightly basis. No, we’d like to see some fantastic feathery concoction, so a set designer would be good. And of course to make it all work you’re going to need a good cinematographer and a decent director.

Oh and don’t sleep with your actual girlfriend/boyfriend. Hire someone people want to see buck naked.

If you’re not going to go through the planning and expense of creating a decent sex tape that could have the potential of winning an Oscar,then just don’t.

We, the unsuspecting public, enjoy the fantasy world and you people with your grainy badly dubbed tapes, are killing it.

Dogwoman

Hello.

Let me be brief.

I am starting to think that people live the illusion they like best.

It’s the only thing that explains:

1) Irrational responses to rational debate.

As in the Health Care debate. Each side is right and the Brits have Twitter to prove that the NHS (which is always being bashed in their newspapers) is great. Nowhere is anyone actually talking about the realities. There are assumptions, accusations, misleading information and half truths. I have yet to see any ‘debate’ that doesn’t devolve into a pissing match. Instead there are guns, fights and defamatory remarks. Way to go America!

2) Irrational actions based on false assumptions.

As in the Health Care debate. See # 1

3) Katie Price

So confusing. and well, yuck.

So hold onto the illusion you prefer and just ignore anything that might contradict you. Because really that’s the only way to get to the end of your life without having lived. Good Luck!

Dogwoman

Hello.

Brits are up in arms over the Republican comments about their NHS. They are tweeting like mad in defense of it. There are many vocal critics of the British system so I was wondering:

Are they tweeting out of true love or because they feel attacked?

You tell me

Dogwoman

Hello.

Yesterday a pack of slavering, pedantic jinn attacked The Doghouse.

I know! Weird, huh? I can’t imagine what would prompt such a peacock display of childish behaviour.

They left a huge mess in their attempt to eviscerate my serene tongue-in-cheek Feng Shui.  There were half-baked ideas, logical fallacies and midget porn magazines all over the place.   While I have managed to straighten up most of it there seems to be some overused Latin metaphors and text-speak still hanging around somewhere. Really, the whole place reeks of secondhand philosophy and the stench could kill a non-existent cat. So, for the next few days  I will be employing a variety of Shamans, Christian faith healers, Snake Oil Revivalists and a Kabbalah priest to clear out anything left behind. It may seem strange for me to employ these types of people  but, really, who else has the experience to deal with this type of  damaging imaginary musing ?

Hopefully after a good airing, fluffing, folding as well as a little chanting, incense burning, sand painting and readings from books of faulty intellectualism my poor Doghouse will not have suffered any ill-effects from this lavish but laughable deed.

yours in reality, where most of us live,

Dogwoman

Hello.

Les Paul died today.

I’ll leave it to the seasoned music reporters to extol his many musical virtues.

Let me say

It’s a sad time. I know he was 94 but without his genius Rock and Roll wouldn’t be anything like it is now. By changing the humbucker configuration on the electric guitar he opened up a whole new area of sound. How much music would never have existed without his rack system? I could go on and on.  Countless musicians are indebted to the experiments and achievements of this amazing man. Including the ones who are in their garages right now.

Rest in Peace, Les Paul. And thanks for the music

Dogwoman

Hello.

There is the best picture of the Town Hall protesters over at My Left Nutmeg. Check out the guy in the striped shirt and the sign he is holding. Now that’s truth in advertising. And who can resist someone who can do  physical mocking?

Party on, Striped Shirt Guy, party on.

Dogwoman

Hello.

As a rule, I try not to take on other bloggers. They have their opinions and I do try to respect that.

However

In Mala Fide.

I read through his blog after a friend alerted me to his post about George Sodini. To say that this person is misogynistic would be putting it mildly. He views women as the enemy of men. He states that sex is something men deserve for all of their hard work. Provided that men do everything ‘right’.  He opines that women only sleep with “pick up artists, cads, players and bad boys”. He then brags that he gets plenty of  yum-yum. That’s interesting. Does that mean he’s sees himself as one of those on the list? I imagine so. Or, one could surmise that he is in fact another George and that his hatred of women stems from his stunted inability to understand them. It could go either way.

Clearly, Mr. Mala Fide does not understand the Red Queen theory of sex.  Nature exists solely to prolong and propagate the human genome. That’s it. Sex is not something that is deserved. It’s a natural function that limits choices based on social models. There are several models to choose from, yet we are dealing with the Western society, so we can start there. Sexual partners are chosen by women based on, virility, the ability to care, and availability of  superior sperm. Are you a virile, stable man who has a superior gene pool? Well, you will get the best women.  However, it is also more likely that you will  be cheated on. It’s falsehood that women don’t like to keep their options open. It’s not personal, we just want the best genes. If you don’t have them, well I guess you are shit out of luck.

Men on the other hand just need to spread those genes around as much as possible. Better chance of  offspring that will live that way.

The truth is:

Women are selective because they bear the responsibility of future offspring in the human reproductive plan.

Men are not, not really. A chance for gene exchange is a chance for gene exchange. Sure they like ‘em young because the chance for continued reproduction is higher but really, they’ll take what’s available in the pool. As often as possible. In the weirdest settings.

Beta males are Beta males because nature made them that way. They will continually lose  mating choices to Alpha males. That’s not to say that Beta females won’t mate with them, they will.  But a Beta male who thinks he deserves an Alpha female mate is an idiot. He won’t get one. Nature rules him out every time.

MF can rant on about women and how they are all ball busters blah, blah, blah. Yawn. The fact is even though we think we are making independent choices,we are only running a play book that nature instilled in humans to carry on our gene pool. It’s not a big conspiracy to cause white males to kill people. It’s also not a vehicle which one can use to try to undermine female reproduction strategies. If George was celibate for twenty years, there was a reason. Whatever the reason, the blame rests, consciously or unconsciously, with George Sodini himself. He either put women off in some way or was reaching too high for his place in the pool. That’s it. The idea that a social contract was somehow violated and rated murder as an understandable solution is ludicrious. Female service goes to those who offer the best choice for survival of the offspring. We don’t contract out our bodies for the sole pleasure of men as a social reward. The pleasurable side effect of sex is there to keep us doing it. That’s it. Our rational thinking bodies are incubators/containers for sperm and eggs.  Sad, but true.

If MF wants to throw some kind of evil man hating plot into it, well, that’s his right. His bizarre UPDATED ranting about ugly middle aged women not being good enough to sleep with tells me that he is probably a Beta male as well. Alpha males are confident in every aspect of their personalities. Confidence and security are always going to be the more attractive option.  Alphas don’t need to bang on about sexual conquests or financial liquidity. Betas do that as a way of attracting females.  Something MF seems to do throughout his post. Whinging about feminists and mangina world domination is something an ungainly teenager with little self esteem does to puff himself up. See a puffed up Beta male might look like an Alpha male, until they start to talk, then well, women lose interest. Rapidly. Because we are wired to know the difference.

So have on there Mala Fide, (and frankly even your choice of avatar is overreaching and arrogant. Sigh.) Alpha females have no interest in over blown self indulgent Betas like yourself.  So you can say what you like but, in the immortal words of  Wally Pleasant:

That’s evolution when you can’t get a date

That’s evolution

That’s evolution

And it exists so you won’t mate.

Dogwoman

P.S. Do I get the Hater Award cause I’d really like to post it here so other people can laugh at you too.

Hello.

So I noticed something about the blog as I was reading through the archives. I seem to have done a one eighty on Obama. Puzzled, I decided to take it up with my  unconscious self.

“Self” I said hesitantly “What’s up with that ?”

Self replies with irritation, face immersed in a coffee cup, ” Wha-?”

“That” I repeat pointing at an old post that invites Obama into the Hiawatha Forest to play hide and seek at midnight.

“What are you on about?” Self growls, plucking its face from the coffee cup. Clearly, it hasn’t been paying any amount of attention. Now that’s just annoying. You’d think that ones unconscious self would pay some sort of attention to what is going on in the outside world. Even if it is just so it can clobber you with it during REM sleep.

“This turn about on Obama? “I say pointing to recent blog posts “What gives? I thought we hated him?”

“Hate is an elusive theory.” Self replies, reaching for it’s cigarettes. I don”t smoke but apparently, Self does.

“Have you been reading Camus again?”

“Define Camus.” Self sneers through a rising cloud of smoke. I cough.

“Very funny. Seriously, what is up with this Obama thing.We really need to have a unified position. People will get confused. They’ll say I’m a waffler. And nothing is worse than being lumped in with John McCain.”

“That is more horrifying that either us needs to contemplate at this point in our relationship.”

Sigh. Obviously Self will not be giving straight answers today. Self never gives straight answers. Which is why my life is what it is. It’s like being trapped in a body with an aging, black beret wearing, macrobiotic eating, hippie. Quite horrible really. Especially when I consider how much I’ve always secretly wanted to be a a pro-life Republican. Self refuses on moral grounds. And occasionally too many coffee grounds.

I try one more time.

“Self” I yell ” I need a plausible explanation I can take to the people. Now!” I augment my position with a stern finger pointing.

Self regards me with that smug beatnik look I have always hated, yawns and says “Well, he’s not Bush.”

So now I know. I am, like many Social Democrats, willing to take anyone as the President as long as their last name doesn’t rhyme with mush, push, or shush. And their Vice President doesn’t rhyme with Heaney.

Sad really, I thought my reasoning my would be deeper and more complex, but alas, no.

Dogwoman

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