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Emily's Blog:
This photo is what I've been talking about, the favors that I called in
for. Brilliant, isn't it? I think so. I ran out early this morning to
beat the rush hour traffic (didn't quite go as planned but at least it
wasn't standstill) and got a picture of my billboard. My way to tell
the world about the lowlife I've just wasted so many years on.
I
put it near Steven's office so his co-workers and friends could see
exactly what a cheating scumbag he is. And of course, for all of you to
see as well. I've decided to do what so many quiet, back-stabbed wives
don't -- take charge, make my whoring, cheating, adulterous,
fornicating husband know what it feels like to be humiliated. And do it
with many decibels.
It's a personal message for everyone to
read. Thanks goes out to my husband who chipped in on the price tag.
Golly gee honey, I would've never been able to tell the world about
your exploits with my best friend without your contribution! Gotta love
joint bank accounts. Oh, sorry Steve, I had to splurge on the lights,
too. Some people work late, like you. And they're always driving home
when it's dark. Burning that midnight oil, Steve-o. Just like you.
So
for the next two weeks, starting with today, I will exact revenge on my
whoring husband. And who knows what a disparaged woman with lots of
resources at her disposal might do?!
It's going to be 14 days
of vengeance. 14 days of unbridled revenge. 14 days of Steven looking
over his back to see what's coming next. Because I've decided that 14
days is precisely the amount of time I'll still devote to that
faithless and deceitful husband before I wash my hands of him
completely. These 14 days will be a message to all of those nut-sacks
who betray their family. Remember in Jamaica, on our honeymoon, when
you said we were now a family? Me and you. Oh, you remember! It was on
the terrace, in our white satin robes, right after you came
prematurely. (Shoulda seen that pattern!) 14 days of misery for Steven,
14 days of reprisal for me, and 14 days of fun for all of you reading
this blog!
Welcome to Emily's 14 Days of WRATH! Wait till you
see what I've got in store for Steven tomorrow - a wine tasting party
with a twist!
Gawker thinks
this ad, on Houston Street in New York, near Katz's Deli, is probably a
teaser ad of some kind, possibly for Washington Mutual. The font does
look familiar.
UPDATE: Check out this site
for more. Some of the language on
Emily's blog is pretty NC-17-rated for a marketing campaign, if that's
what this is.
If this is guerilla marketing, it'll be interesting to find out what client approved these phrases:
"whoring, cheating, adulterous, fornicating husband" "all of those nut-sacks who betray their family" "after you came prematurely" "that ho-bag once called my best friend, Laura" "After tomorrow, husbands will be rubbing one out in the shower" "Steven and Laura have been doing a lot of fucking lately" "has been putting his small, little tool into another woman's toolbox" Etc, etc.
LOUISVILLE, Ky. (AP) - Hulking Jim Thome. Rugged
Manny Ramirez. Brawny Adam Dunn. "The thought of these big macho men,
swinging pink bats to help women with breast cancer ... what a novel
idea," Louisville Slugger president John Hillerich said Tuesday.
Major League Baseball granted special permission for players to use the
colorful bats - baby pink, at that - for Mother's Day. They're part of
a weeklong program to raise money for the Susan G. Komen Breast Cancer
Foundation
Baseball
granted special permission for players to use the colorful bats for
Mother's Day as part of a weeklong program to raise money for the Susan
G. Komen Breast Cancer Foundation.
(Brian Bohannon / Associated Press)
Derek Jeter, David Eckstein and Marcus Giles are among dozens of
players who intend to try them Sunday. This is the first time pink has
been approved for bats - dyed at the Louisville Slugger factory,
they're usually black, brown, reddish or white.
Kevin Mench was
among several Texas players who wanted their mother's names burned on
the bats. The Rangers slugger, who homered in seven straight games
earlier this season, also planned to have a bat for his grandmother,
who died from breast cancer.
"My mom is the glue of our family,
and I just want to do something to thank her for all that she has
done," Mench said before Tuesday night's game against Minnesota. "At
the same time, we are raising money for a great cause."
Howard
Smith, senior vice president for licensing for MLB, said the idea for
the pink bats struck a chord with commissioner Bud Selig and other
executives. The question was how many players would use the sticks.
"It takes a big man to swing a pink bat in a major league game," Smith said.
More
than 400 bats were being made for 50-plus players. David Ortiz, Jim
Edmonds, Mark Teixeira, Michael Young and Hank Blalock were also on the
list.
The Louisville Slugger factory started making the bats last
week. Players were still placing orders as of Tuesday, and bats will
probably be made and shipped overnight until Thursday or Friday.
"The response has been phenomenal," Hillerich said.
The
bats posed something of a logistical problem for Louisville Slugger.
Each player uses a different model and size, so coloring, branding and
shipping them for Sunday's game has been a challenge, company spokesman
Dan Burgess said.
Along with the pink bats, players and all
on-field personnel will wear pink wristbands and a pink ribbon for
breast cancer awareness on their uniforms. The pink ribbon logo will
appear on the bases and on commemorative home plates, and the lineups
will be written on pink cards.
The bats, along with the home
plates and lineup cards, will be autographed by the teams and will be
auctioned off later with the proceeds going to the Breast Cancer
Foundation.
As promotions go, this was (forgive the pun) a home run, not only
because of the impactful use of color, but also for the unusual
placement in the macho world of pro sports. Louisville Slugger is now selling the "Going to Bat for Breast Cancer" bats on its site, and the company and Major League Baseball are donating $15 to the cause for each bat sold.
One hour into "Brokeback Mountain," Amy Jo Remmele began to cry, and
not just for the woman on-screen, standing in a doorway in Riverton,
Wyo., watching her husband embrace a man.
"When I saw that look in her eyes, I thought, 'Oh, yeah.' Even
though I never saw my husband with another man, I knew exactly how that
woman would have felt," said Mrs. Remmele, a respiratory therapist in
rural Minnesota.
On June 1, 2000, Mrs. Remmele, then 31, discovered her husband's profile on the Web site gay.com.
The couple stayed up all that night weeping and talking. Soon
afterward, 10 days before she gave birth to her second child, Mrs.
Remmele's husband went off to spend a couple of nights with his new
boyfriend. "I tried to talk him out of it, and he left anyway," Mrs.
Remmele said. "I was devastated." Three months later the couple
divorced.
Mrs. Remmele — now married to a farmer who raises
cattle, corn and soybeans — is one of an estimated 1.7 million to 3.4
million American women who once were or are now married to men who have
sex with men.
The estimate derives from "The Social Organization of Sexuality," a
1990 study, that found that 3.9 percent of American men who had ever
been married had had sex with men in the previous five years. The lead
author, Edward O. Laumann, a sociologist at the University of Chicago,
estimated that 2 to 4 percent of ever-married American women had
knowingly or unknowingly been in what are now called mixed-orientation
marriages.
Such marriages are not just artifacts of the closeted
1950's. In the 16th century, Queen Anne of Denmark had eight children
with King James I of England, known not only for the King James Bible,
but also for his devotion to male favorites, one of whom he called "my
sweet child and wife."
Other women include Constance Wilde, Phyllis Gates, Linda Porter, Renata Blauel and Dina Matos McGreevey, wed respectively to Oscar Wilde, Rock Hudson, Cole Porter, Elton John and James E. McGreevey, the former governor of New Jersey.
Despite their shock and their anger, many women, especially those
criticized by gay husbands for being too sexually demanding, are
relieved to understand what was wrong.
The remaining third of
those she has studied try to preserve their marriages, Dr. Buxton said.
Half of those stay married for three years or more. More than 600 such
couples belong to online support groups.
In a 2001 study,
published in The Journal of Bisexuality, of 137 still-married gay and
bisexual men and their wives, Dr. Buxton found that most lived in
suburbs and medium-size cities and had been married for 11 to 30 years.
Only tiny percentages lived in rural areas, where family privacy may be
harder to maintain.
The survival of even a small minority of
these marriages calls into question the conceptual shoe boxes into
which human partnerships, affection, attraction, commitment and
sexuality are often jammed. Describing their permutations and
combinations turns out to be much more complicated than checking a box
on a form labeled "gay," "bisexual" or "straight."
"Brokeback
Mountain" should prompt social conservatives to ponder whether it is
good family policy to encourage gay men to live lives that are
traditional yet untrue. Would honest gay marriages be less destructive
than deceitful straight ones? I think so. Many disagree. Even if they
oppose it, however, seeing this film may give heterosexual marriage
proponents a better insight into why so many Americans advocate
homosexual marriage.
"Brokeback" also concerns homophobic
violence. The October 1998 beating death of gay college student Matthew
Shepard in Laramie, Wyo., the July 1999 fatal baseball-bat attack on
gay Army Pvt. Barry Winchell, and the non-lethal assault on gay soldier
Kyle Lawson last October, among other incidents, should remind
filmgoers that this grave matter was not buried on the Great Plains
decades ago.
To the lovelorn who mock Cupid as stupid and can't wait for another Valentine's Day to pass: Relief is closer than you think.
For most, there is no crueler day of the calendar year than that of
Valentine's Day. While a tiny fraction of the population can look
forward to a holiday of wine and roses, poetry and song, the vast
majority of us can anticipate a day of nausea and grimacing, trauma and
grief. A day in which minutes seem like hours, and hours like days, as
we reflect sorrowfully on yesteryear's romantic indignities, today's
loneliness, and the unknowable but certain heartbreak that will be
visited upon us repeatedly in the years to come.
The primary motive behind Valentines
is MONEY. And plenty of it! Hallmark is cleverly cashing in on
the sales of Valentines Day greeting cards. The same with people who sell
flowers, Candy and cute cuddly bears. They all do this under the guise
of something called Love.
Valentine's Day is like herpes: just when you think its gone for
good, it rears its ugly head once more. No wonder some people prefer to
call it VD.
Whether you got dumped on New Year's Eve or were
stood up in Central Park, you can still get in a last dig at that
not-so-special person on the Internet, where bitter candy hearts and
testimonials to romance lost abound.
On anti-Valentine's Day sites across the Web,
the lonely commiserate over breakups and the lack of movie-perfect
romance. Some sites suggest pranks for that heartless "ex." Others
lambaste the faux-holiday as a marketing enterprise that portrays love
as being all chocolates and roses.
"For a long time, I wasn't in a relationship and
it was a really a torturous holiday," said Megan Green, 35, a graphic
designer in New York. "You are surrounded by people who are expecting
all this stuff and you go home to nothing."
This year, instead of bon-bons, Green bought two boxes of BitterSweets, an anti-Valentine's candy from Despair Inc., a cynics' novelty retailer.
Shaped like the ubiquitous chalky "I Love You"
hearts, these candies are inscribed with slogans like "Do My Dishes"
and "Pre-Nup Okay?" Green shared some with friends at a party where
guests felled a Cupid-shaped pinata.
"Almost everybody, no matter how happy they are
in their relationship now, has been through an unhappy, dysfunctional
and toxic relationship at one point in their lives," said Despair Inc.
founder E.L. Kersten.
"I'm actually surprised at the amount of
reactionary movements that are popping up — you don't see it happening
with Christmas, Easter or Halloween," said Marc Leonard, a Black Hearts
Party producer and co-editor of the Internet site.
He cited protests by hardline Hindu groups in
India — where heart-shaped greeting cards were set ablaze last year —
who say the Christian saint's day encroaches upon their culture.
"Valentine's Day is intruding on people's
personal lives...(Love) should not be mandated by the marketing
division of Hallmark and the idea that everyone in the world should
celebrate that specialness at the same time strikes us as false,"
Leonard said.
I will be away, and won't be posting for the next week. I am going to greet my grandson, as he returns to the US from a tour of duty in Iraq. Will talk to you later.
Tom Cruise has tossed off the shackles of Hollywood
oppression and is piloting his Scientology-fueled funny car straight
towards you. The tires are smoking and he's screaming to the stands about
Katie, psychiatry, sex, space aliens, and Brooke Shields.
We would love to have been a fly on the wall during the negotiations
which led Tom Cruise to dump his sister, Lee Ann DeVette, as his flack in favor of hiring Hollywood insider Paul Bloch of Rogers & Cowan.
(For the record, DeVette has said she wants to spend more time on
Cruise's charitable activities.)
What, after all, is the new PR
strategy? For Cruise to go into extended seclusion? Though the
headlines about the megastar leaping on couches, having verbal tugs-of-war with Brooke Shields
and other antics involving impregnated fiance Katie Holmes are now old
hat, those events have led the press to sow new seeds of scandal almost
any time Cruise breathes—whether there’s truth to any of it, or not.
We
recently read in a celebrity magazine (no, we don’t actually buy them;
they just have this habit of landing in our lap), that Katie Holmes’
lawyer Dad was holding up the wedding over the prenup; in another one
we read that Cruise had bought a house for he and Katie in her
hometown, Toledo, to appease the in-laws. Is any of this true?
Unlike
the appearance on Oprah, there’s no footage to verify any of it, but
the normalcy of negative headlines about Cruise these days would have
been unthinkable a few years ago.
Whatever happens from here, people in
PR and marketing will be watching Bloch just as closely as they
surreptitiously scan headlines to catch up on the latest alleged Tom
Cruise scandal.
Scientists discover that some chicks who dig Abercrombie and Fitch t-shirts also dig cars
NEW YORK (CNN/Money) - Men and women agree that cars play an
important role in dating, but they don't always agree on what should
happen once things get rolling.
Eighty-nine percent of males and 95 percent of females said they
were extremely or somewhat likely to notice their date's car, according
to a survey conducted by Ford Motor Co. The survey was conducted as
part of a program, including "speed dating" events in various cities,
to promote the company's new Fusion sedan. The survey polled 400 single men and women.
It's not just the make and model of a car that's getting noticed,
according to the survey. Fifty-eight percent of those surveyed said the
condition of their date's car would at least somewhat impact their
attraction to the person.
Women felt more strongly about their date's car condition than men
with 69 percent saying it would at least somewhat affect their
attraction to their date compared to 47 percent of men.
"You often get one chance to make a right impression and, many
times, your car is one of the first personal things your date sees
about you. Similar to your clothes, your car says something about you
and your style," said Ellen Fein, dating expert and co-author of The Rules.
About 20 percent of respondents said they had been "asked to chip in
for car-related expenses by their date." Of those that had been asked
to chip in, 15 percent said they were asked to spring for gas followed
by parking (9 percent) and tolls (6 percent).
When asked to recall their "most embarrassing car date moment," 22
percent of respondents said it was being told by their date that they
were a bad driver. Far more women suffered this insult than men. Second
overall was suffering an "upset stomach," followed by being pulled over
for speeding, and getting in to a fender-bender. Just barely making the
list was "getting caught fooling around."
Sixteen percent of those surveyed ranked kissing as their "favorite
car date activity." But, only 8 percent of females surveyed chose
kissing versus 24 percent of males.
Gosh, a car company discerned that shiny new cars might help garner affection ? Whoda thunk it.
The Army's rules on sexual activity is not covered
in General Order No. 1A, but the chain of command instructed
married troops not to fool around, “and if you're not married, just
don't get caught.” The General Order does say that members of the
military can't drink alcohol or possess pornography, “which everyone
does anyhow.”
TAQADDUM,
Iraq - If every male soldier here were having as much sex as he claims,
his female comrades would hardly have time to fight the war. Still, sex happens. And in Iraq, it happens a lot.
It's
hardly a national secret that male and female soldiers have been
mingling for as long as both sexes have been in uniform. And, some
soldiers are wont to point out, some male warriors have been finding
comfort in each others' arms for as long as wars have been fought.
But with limited exceptions in other conflicts, there has
never been a time in which American men and women have served, side by
side and in such numbers, in units engaged in combat. And troops
here appear to be making the best of that situation.
Male and female soldiers in four Iraqi cities were eager to
speak about what goes on when uniforms come off, but as sex at the
front remains such a taboo with commanders, most asked for
confidentiality, noting their careers were at stake. In the plywood hallways lining the spaces between the steel
shipping containers that serve as a dormitory, of sorts, for most of
the enlisted soldiers of the 146th Transportation Company, soldiers
meet and mingle and sometimes find a partner.
It is, they note, only natural for the teens and
20-somethings who make up the majority of U.S. forces in Iraq to do
what civilians of their age back home are doing.
"They can try to keep us apart as much as they want, but they miss the
point," said one female enlisted soldier, a Utahn.
It's about being young and having sex. "And that's what people this age do."
And a
spokesman said the military is not keeping statistics on the number of
women who return home from the battlefield because they become
pregnant. Though, in all commands, soldiers note, the military's
machinery does seem to understand that sex happens within the concrete
walls and razor wire that surround each forward operating base: Base
exchanges sell trashy lingerie, medics hand out condoms and, in some
places, have a supply of pregnancy test kits available.
[...]
By their
sheer numbers, most male soldiers are not regularly having sex, despite
some male braggadocio to the contrary. But testosterone-induced swagger
being what it is, word of others' exploits tends to get around.
Male soldiers figure anywhere from a quarter to three-quarters of their
female comrades are accepting of sex while on deployment.
Perhaps
surprisingly, many female soldiers say those guesses are probably
low. "If you include all the girls who are having sex with girls,
it's much closer to every one of us," said one female enlisted soldier
from the 146th. The military still bans homosexual conduct,
but enforcing
that policy in a world where men berth with men and women berth with
women is a practical impossibility.
The same soldier boasts she's made no less than seven of her
comrades "feel a little less at war and a little more at home" since
arriving in Iraq about three months ago. Not everyone is simply trying to bolster morale, though.
"Some
girls here say, if you just flirt with a guy you can get whatever you
want from them," said Sgt. Emily Zike, one of two female soldiers with
the Utah-based 222nd Field Artillery. But such exploits have
consequences for female soldiers who do not make themselves available
for conquest. Zike, one of the senior soldiers in a barracks at Camp
Ramadi
comprising women from other units, says she walks to and from the mess
hall with her hat pulled low over her eyes. "You make eye contact with
them and they'll be all over you,"
says Zike, a resident of Indianapolis. "I try to look as unapproachable
as possible." Zike, who is married, feels fortunate to have
fallen in with the 222nd. "It's unlike any other battalion
I've ever been in," she says. "It's like I inherited 500 big brothers -
I've never seen that many happily married men in my
life." Married
women, on the other hand, are considered "up for grabs" until they
demonstrate otherwise, at which point, many female soldiers bitterly
say, they are considered to be "bitches."
[...] Even
anonymously, female soldiers are reluctant to speak about sexual
harassment. "They won't demote you, because that would be too obvious,
but you can forget about being promoted, or even treated like a human
being, if you make those kinds of waves," said one female soldier in
Mosul. The other choice to being a bitch, writes Operation Iraqi
Freedom veteran Kayla Williams in her recently published memoir, is
"slut." "If you're a woman and a soldier, those are the only two choices you get," Williams writes in Love My Rifle More Than You: Young and Female in the U.S. Army.
About 15 percent of the Army is female. "And that whole 15 percent is trying to get past an old joke,"
Williams writes. "''What's the difference between a bitch and a slut?'"
A slut will have sex with anyone. A bitch has sex with anyone but you. "So if
she's nice, friendly, outgoing or chatty - she's a slut. If she's
distant or reserved or professional - she's a bitch," she writes.
But, one female Marine officer stationed in Ramadi notes, this is not a
problem unique to the military. "What a lot of these women don't
understand, because they are
young or inexperienced with sex before they came out here, is that it
is the same back home, too," she says. "Men want a girl to be easy, but
they don't respect a girl who is easy. So whether we're in Iraq, or
Salt Lake City, or New York or wherever, this is our reality.
"You have two choices: You can keep your pants on and be
miserable and be harassed or you can take your pants off and you'll
still get harassed, but you'll be a little less miserable."
Kayla Williams, a former Army sergeant and author
of a new book, talks frankly about an often taboo subject relating to
the American experience in Iraq: sex. As for male soldiers taking an interest in her (she
is unmarried), “I just couldn't believe that guys would hit on me when
I was the dirtiest that I ever was in life.” In her book, she describes
soldiers tossing rocks at her, aiming for her breasts, but she points
out that they “also throw rocks at each other's penises for fun. It was
very strange to see.”
God is on a roof in New Orleans, waiting to be plucked off. God is in
the streets of New Orleans, trying to keep order as a lone policeman in
a mob of looters. God is in the Superdome, hot and sweaty in a fetid
atmosphere. And God is the National Guardsman trying to help people
there. God is the woman with all her possessions in two plastic bags in
Slidell. God is the woman stranded in Mississippi, unable to buy gas
from a pump that can't pump, unable to go forward, unable to go
backward. "Lord, when did we see you?," the people ask at Judgment Day,
in Matthew 25. Look around Louisiana, Mississippi, Alabama: you'll see
God. What do we do now? We help. We help in any way we can.
skippy is taking charge and issuing a challenge to all bloggers -- no, all Americans -- to donate $100.01 to the Red Cross for Hurricane Katrina victims.
Please help:
You can also call 1-800 HELP NOW. America depends on your generosity.
On the day after Hurricane Katrina was declared to be not as bad as
originally feared, it became clear that the effects of the storm had
been, after all, beyond devastation. Homeowners in Biloxi, Miss.,
staggered through wrecked neighborhoods looking for their loved ones.
In New Orleans, the mayor reported that rescue boats had begun pushing
past dead bodies to look for the stranded living. Gas leaks began
erupting into flames, and looking at the city, now at least 80 percent
under water, it was hard not to think of last year's tsunami, or even
ancient Pompeii.
Disaster has, as it almost always does, called up American
generosity and instances of heroism. Young people helped the old onto
rafts in flooded New Orleans streets, and exhausted rescue workers
refused all offers of rest, while people as far away as Kansas and
Arizona went online to offer shelter in their homes to the refugees. It
was also a reminder of how much we rely on government to imagine the
unimaginable and plan for the worst. As the levees of Lake
Pontchartrain gave way, flooding New Orleans, it seemed pretty clear
that in this case, government did not live up to the job.
But
this seems like the wrong moment to dwell on fault-finding, or even to
point out that it took what may become the worst natural disaster in
American history to pry President Bush out of his vacation. All the
focus now must be on rescuing the survivors. Beyond that lies a long
and painful recovery, which must begin with a national vow to help all
the storm victims and to save and repair New Orleans.
People who think of that graceful city and the rest of the
Mississippi Delta as tourist destinations must have been reminded,
watching the rescue operations, that the real residents of this area
are in the main poor and black. The only resources most of them will
have to fall back on will need to come from the federal government.
Those
of us in New York watch the dire pictures from Louisiana with keen
memories of the time after Sept. 11, when the rest of the nation made
it clear that our city was their city, and that everyone was part of
the battle to restore it. New Orleans, too, is one of the places that
belongs to every American's heart - even for people who have never been
there.
Right now it looks as if rescuing New Orleans will be a
task much more daunting than any city has faced since the San Francisco
fire of 1906. It must be a mission for all of us.