Welcome to the Working Week links….


Nate Gordon Tim Tebow of boyfriends fool



Allison Samuels on Stacey Dash….



But the real world isn’t Dash’s reality. She’s a Hollywood starlet with an exotic beauty that allows her to flow effortlessly between the black and white worlds. Her feet rarely touch the ground of the real world because they don’t have to. My guess is that Dash wasn’t talking to people of color at all when she tweeted her Romney endorsement. My guess is that Dash’s smooth brown skin has had and will have little impact on her social and political views, and those who consider themselves fans of the actress should take heed of that and keep it moving.

I hope the people who got super pissed at Stacey Dash read this!

I laughed, I cried. Thank you @duncantrussell…


Scattered pictures of the smiles we left behind…


The Way We Were Cheesy Song of the Day Barbara Streisand

She wanted him to be her hero, not her savior.

Cheesy Song of the Day, July 15:

The Way We WereBarbara Streisand, Gladys Knight

I can listen to this without crying. But I can’t watch the movie without crying. Oh Hubbell, Katie was just too passionate and principled for you.   After repeated sobby viewings, I can say that I accept that you can’t love someone for who you wish they were.  Or who you hope they become.  Nor should you.

What’s YOUR Cheesy Song of the Day?

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AMEN: “The ‘Having It All’ Debate Should Include Women Who Have Nothing”

Having It All Working Girl The Atlantic

In the Arab World, domestic help is easy to come by. Even in Lebanon,  where the GDP is only about $14,000 per capita, households can commonly  afford a live-in maid. It takes as little as $150 a month to hire women  flocking to the region from the Philippines, Sri Lanka, and various  places in Africa. For the most part, rich and poor families alike  throughout the Arab World have the luxury of inexpensive, readily  available domestic help. I felt it was an unfortunate oversight on the  part of the presenter to have ignored the fact that she more than likely has several maids and nannies doing her cleaning and laundry, preparing her family’s food, and taking care of her children.

At that  moment, I vowed to always be honest about the fact that I would spend  the next decades of my life building my family and career on the backs  of other women who were simply looking for ways to help their families  survive. The women who were then helping me care for my infant while I  earned my degree didn’t have the luxury of debating which career path  best suited their ambitions or family commitments.

Personally, I feel we are not owed nirvana because we exist or excel. We are owed the right to try, fail, succeed, tweak and try again until our personal idea of balance feels like it fits.  And then to begin anew.  Because perfection is a myth. The discussion about what it means to have it all is never ending because there are so many definitions to what that can mean….just as there are so many different types of people. 

favorite delusional person of the day…


Donald Trump looks like a rotten orange.

is constitutional scholar Donald Trump.  From TPM:

Donald Trump is not happy with the Supreme Court’s decision on health care. 

Justice Kennedy should be proud of himself for sticking to his principles, in light of Justice Roberts’ bullshit!” Trump tweeted on Friday. 

He added that Roberts had made a “good public relations decision.”

How did Donald find time to go to law school in between his reality show shenanigans and various marriages?   And why didn’t Bush appoint him to the Supreme Court?

Truly a missed opportunity. Tragic.

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and my favorite delusional person of the day is….


*I think Gnarls Barkley wrote this song for Rielle*

Rielle Hunter aka former VP John Edwards‘ baby mama.

She’s cray cray! Doesn’t understand that a woman can be a mistress AND a mom.  Told the world that her married baby daddy had other lovers and expected him to keep dating her.

She’s just an all around narcissistic fool.  Her prize for being a delusional fuckwit is nothing.