Overstepping the Boundaries Protest

A famous Bollywood star gets held up at an airport in the US and some Indians are burning American flags but not yet Barack Obama in effigy....... film, at 11!





My dearest people of India,

Protest, but please allow for some wiggle room.

Sometimes I wish Americans would go of like some of the people of India did when Shah Ruhk Khan, one of the most popular Bollywood actors ever was held up for a short spell in an airport because his last name was Khan. In fact he was in the US promoting his new film that addresses the very issue of racial profiling Muslims.

It is not American paranoia. It will continue to be a genuine fear until someone can get a handle on how we can keep all passengers on American flights safe after 9/11.

*For those of you who are conspiracy theorists out there, I feel your pain. perhaps 9/11 was constructed by the American government, but I digress... *

There will never be a win in the war on terror until we all learn to accept that our own nations are not at the center of the universe. Until we do that, we cannot even begin to think that we can allow everyone to ride willy nilly on our friendly skies.

American superstars have fans and critics, but you serve your fans because that is what you do when you are a mega superstar and they fill your bags with gold. Madonna sang on a holy day in Poland. Hell, it was her birthday. I haven't seen any news clippings or stories with Polish people burning cone bras and American flags yet.

What was said about Mr. Khan's detainment was "Khan later downplayed the incident. "I think it's a procedure that needs to be followed, but an unfortunate procedure," he told reporters Saturday in suburban Chicago.

It is unfortunate but for the time, a safer one than allowing airliners to be flown into the Twin Towers. Two empty planes at that. WTF??????? If Mr. Khan was killed in a terrorist attack - domestic or foreign - they would have been outraged by our lack of security and lax security measures.

Can't win for losing...

*Ahem, sorry conspiracy theorists, I will have to soon write a 9/11 conspiracy blog but we are talking about Shah Ruhk Khan one of the greatest actors in the WORLD if you are in India or Pakistan*. Two countries who can't even share a toilet, let alone governmental policies.*

Riiiiiiiight! not everyone knows about Bollywood, but for those of us who do here in America, we were not outraged because we do not look up to him as near god.

Here in America, many of us tear down our super stars and dig into their private lives like pigs at a trough. We want to see them fail. Is that so that we can say we don't idolize our stars like India does?

We will not be able to empathize with the Indian public and their outrage a the 30 minute detainment until we learn to hate America.

* yes conspiracy theorists, we might be getting there, but it is going to take some time.*

So pop in your newest Bollywood film or go dig up "Veer Zaara" and enjoy what irritating national security allows us to have.


Goddess




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I HATE YOU!!!!!

*WARNING*

If you are truly a 'baby daddy' in all matter of that term, DO NOT read this entry. You might read some shit about yourself that you might not want to hear*


Granted, the mere title "Ramblings of a Single Parent Goddess" might be a reason why I have no male followers, the note above might be for naught but it is what it is.


I will be the first to admit that I fucked up royal by having a child with you. On the other hand, I will never be the one who is first accused of being immature and childish. I love my son with everything that I have and I realize that being a single parent with minimal help and relief time is not the most exciting thing to do and if I could have it another way, I would.
That being said, if I had to do this ALL over again and not have my son, I would choose to stay right where I am... Mad as Fuck!

This is why I need to get this out of my system today and now and forever. For my sanity's sake:

Today, I must say that I hate you with all that I have.
As a mother, I have come to the decision that my son comes first. Before everything, I must think of his safety.

Downside is that I married your stupid ass and just getting off the phone with you is something that has me clawing at the walls whenever I must speak with you.

There comes a time in a person's life when they have to own up to their mistakes and move forward with a new way of thinking.

I am more than aware that you did not willingly choose to have children and I am more than aware that you feel you are forced to do your job as a parent. I also understand that you feel that your life is over (if it ever actually began) when God gave you this beautiful child and you chose to spit in His face by calling the child's mother out and stomping your feet and begging her to have an abortion when she could have and to give him up for adoption after it was no longer an option.
You never saw that this girl you called yourself "dating" was maturing before your eyes and was looking at you like a madman and having difficulty looking at herself in the mirror trying not to see the victim that she had become. By the time your son was conceived (albeit not on purpose, not in an "I'm going to trap him with a kid" kind of thinking) I, the woman you had controlled all those years, was done with being controlled. The mere thought of raising a child in the life she was living was not going to work and I planned for a year, and left you when the boy was only 17 months old. I was not going to stick it out with your crazy ass and have my son grow up watching without an ounce of respect for others.

I was unaware that at the age of 19, I would meet a man who at 37, should have known that there was something almost criminal in dating someone my age. You, if your mother had raised you right, should have been able to recognize that the woman you had added on as a 'friend'(at least that is what you told your girlfriend I was) was young enough to be your fucking daughter.

Shame on you for searching out women and girls with not the best self esteem so you could be the man of the house and run their worlds.

Some how at that time I thought you were good for me (because I wasn't thinking) and I sure as hell know better now.

When I get on the phone, I want to scream and yell at you because I know you are still stalking girls now old enough to be MY daughters and that makes me sick.

So when I ask for a slight modification in the schedule, reply via email because you will have a monster on the end of the line until I decide in my head that I choose not to hate you anymore.

Please don't look for a miracle to happen any time soon. I took 13 years of your shit and I make no estimation as to when I will stop hating you. It is my turn to dish out what you gave me and if you are thinking clearly, which you more than likely are not, you wouldn't want to call me for shit.

I will make every effort to be civil, but know that the sound of your voice is more than I can tolerate at this point in my life and I would be more than satisfied if I NEVER had to hear your squeaky upstate NY accent ever again.

Thank you for calling me as I was writing this, so I could tell it to you personally.



Goddess




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leave him alone

If he tries anything different, the powers that be will shoot him down again. There is a reason why the Dems have the majority. He is thinking of the American people and what is best for the middle class (which is a majority of the people who truly have no voice). And it is just not the president. It is many others. He didn't write the health care bill. It was written by Ted Kennedy and some other guy. Last time someone spoke up for the people, they had him and his brother assassinated. Think about that.
It's not the President with a bad plan, it is the corporations afraid of getting up off a little money and their ability and willingness to do WHATEVER they can to keep their status quo.
it's not about the presidency... It is about the special interest groups. Climb out of Obama's ass America!
I say we can't argue this plan into the ground. Don't get me started. Change was not meant to make everyone happy and I wasn't meant to satisfy all. Change also was not meant to be easy. Life will never be what it was before this last financial crisis. We have forgotten how to depend and lean on one another. Our legislators and politicians need to stop thinking about their bottom line and start thinking about the single parent homes and seniors eating cat food and the fact that nothing is free, but things should be affordable. There is no love in this battle just a bunch of cock blocking and posturing. I think it is utter BS
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"I'm the secretary of State MoFo's!!!!!!!"

I am not sure I would be happy if I had to compete with my ex husband of a president if I was the Secretary of State.

I am very proud of Hilary for making a statement defining her position in the American government. The question that was asked of her could in no way have been misinterpreted.

Peep this!
"The student's question, according to the State Department translation, went like this: "Thank you. Mrs. Clinton, weve all heard about the Chinese contracts in this country. The interference is from the World Bank against this contract. What does Mr. Clinton think through the mouth of Mrs. Clinton and what does Mr. Mutombo think on this situation? Thank you very much."

Son's of bitches!!!!!


I would have been a bit peeved too, if someone - even in the Congo- thought they had to ask me my husband's opinion on world policies.

I say you go girl to Hilary. She handled it in the best way possible. She may have tarnished her reputation a bit, but in a country where women and cattle rank about the same, who gives a flying fig newton.

*pumps fists*

You go Hil!

Goddess






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More to Love

There is a tv show out there that chaps my hide...

It is a reality dating show that centers around an overweight, single man looking for love among a pool of plus-sized women.

I am not happy with this setup.

First off, the Bachelor seems like a bit of a pig (and y'all know I ain't talking about his waist size). Just looking at him size up (yeah.... pun intended) the women as they came to meet him at the entryway of the mansion where the contestants were to stay had me thinking that he looked like a very hungry dog who just came across a tasty bit of road kill.

The difference to me seems that the slimmer women on the other shows have a whole lot more confidence (or it must be harder to find bigger women willing to be in the nation's living rooms) than the women on this show they all seem so broken and most of them have managed to break down while talking to the date cam.

I hope they have a therapist and have learned after the Susan Boyle incident that we have to treat all contestants like they are human beings not ratings.

Goddess







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Where is my beer President Obama?

Dearest President,


How is it that the two men who behaved badly and one man who perhaps said something that the public didn't like have the opportunity to have a beer together at the White House?
Don't get me wrong, Mr. President, but I think there are a lot more people who would love to have you as an audience with regard to things we WILL change. With your help, so many things can change sooner and not later.

Take for instance, I want to have a Boys and Girls Club opened in my neighborhood. Do I have to?
Break into my own house?
Be arrested by a white cop?
Cause a national scandal by having you say the cop was acting stupidly?
Only then would it be possible to have the opportunity to slurp suds with you at the white house to get things done?

Make mine a Guinness draught.

Goddess







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