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Thanks To The Recession, Bush Is Back... No, Not That One...The Other One

From Salon.com:

Recently someone forwarded me an invitation to a cheeky Inauguration Day event called "Shave the Date." As organizer Kristen Chase explains on her Web site, "Show your love for your country, and as you watch our new president take his oath and feel your satin undies against your smooth nether region, you can take pride in knowing you've rid your world of bush once and for all."

Now, you'll be hard-pressed to find anyone more eager than me to offer Junior a hearty farewell to wherever ex-president frat boys go. And the event is, indeed, a lovely act of unity. But I won't be participating in this brilliant call to action. See, it ignores one thing: W. may be leaving the White House, but when it comes to our most private places, bush is back.

"Absolutely," agrees April Barton, stylist extraordinaire and owner of Suite 303, the salon in New York's notorious Chelsea Hotel. "The new rule of thumb is: When you lift your leg, there shouldn't be any hair below the crease. Keep it clean in the back. And in the front, trim the hair right before its natural curl." She likens the look to a more trimmed, 21st-century version of '70s pubes: the tailored bush.

Or, as my friend Jen put it, "My landing strip has turned into more of a Dorito."

It should probably come as no surprise that the biggest economic crisis since the Great Depression would inspire a little fuzz. Conspicuous spending is out, after all. And maintaining a stripper-worthy wax job ain't cheap.

"It's back to shaving in the shower for me," says Catlin, a brand manager for a Los Angeles fashion label.

"It's a fortune to keep a trim bush," bemoans Meredith, a healthcare marketing executive.

But it isn't just hard times driving this trend. After seeing the shaved beav of nearly every pop tart, after years of porn going mainstream, isn't the thrill of the bare vage getting a little stale? If not, you know, creepy?

That was Bill Maher's take, when he lamented on a Sept. 19 episode of "Real Time With Bill Maher," "Bring back a little pubic hair. Not a lot. I'm not talking about reviving that 1973 look that says I'm liberated ... and I'm smuggling a hedgehog. I just want a friendly, fuzzy calling card that tells me I'm not going to get arrested."

These days, even Playboy -- and it's hard to find better experts on the matter -- acknowledges a departure from a near-decade run of absolute clean living. Gary Cole, the Playboy photography director who has observed the region's changing landscape since 1975, says, "It started [in the '80s] with trimming and a landing strip, in part a reflection of the skimpier swimsuits. Then it went further to tiny patches, then to none at all. Now, the pendulum is swinging a little the other way."

And I, for one, am not going to complain.

I first took a lady Schick to my bikini line sometime during the second term of the Reagan administration. The process guaranteed unpleasantries: razor burn and in-grown hairs, not to mention the constant and necessary repetition. But in time, with increased skill, the invention of the gazillion-blade razor and ladies-only shave gel, I gave the task little thought. Until I moved to New York City, of course, where highlights from a New Jersey mall and a "natural" brow were the sartorial equivalents of hate crime. Eventually, seduced by the city's indulgent carelessness, I let Sonya and her thick imported Brazilian wax have their way with me. My lady garden -- once lush -- now lay nearly bare. And for years, that's how it stayed: a tiny patch of hair, not dissimilar to Hitler's mustache.

But in recent months, I've longed for the fuller landscape of yesteryear. While I've become accustomed to some benefits of the Brazilian -- it does clear a nice path for action -- I'm aching for change. The act itself is invasive. I'm feeling a little rebellious. And, hey, money is tight.

It does seem that George Taylor's famous hemline theory -- that the length of women's skirts rise and fall with economic times -- can be applied to bikini lines as well. In 1922, Sears and Roebuck introduced the first women's razors. Electrolysis emerged in the '60s until social and political rebellion gave way to a renewed celebration of "Hair" (whose upcoming Broadway revival is no mere coincidence). Then, in the '80s, power suits and polished, tight skin reigned, just before Black Monday pushed bikini waxing to the bottom of "to do" lists. As the millennium neared, however, dot-coms let the money and the liquor flow, and women bared all like never before. As "Sex and the City" reminded us (and reminded us again), the Brazilian plowed its way across America's heartland, but these days those crops are growing back -- in Technicolor.

Take, for example, Betty Beauty, a pubic hair dye in a range of colors made popular not by young club-goers but by middle-aged Middle American women. Nancy Jarecki, founder of the product, explains, "The boomers are buying our product. They spend hundreds of dollars getting their hair that beautiful auburn color. They want it to match. And they want to cover gray." Seventy-three percent of Betty Beauty total sales are sold to women over age 36. And by the way, 42 percent of their Middle American clientele prefer pink. (The product isn't just for Kansas anymore, however. According to the Superficial, Betty Beauty is also popular with celebrities like Mariska Hargitay and Christine Taylor, Ben Stiller's wife.)

But as a woman, I think there is something powerful in deciding that products and waxers and experts don't need to come between you and your private parts. It's OK to be a woman again -- a real woman, hair and all.

And, as April Barton points out, "'Racing stripes' are not safe and secure. And security is what's important right now. It's nice to have a little something to come home to. It's time to get back to basics."

Personally, I've garnered only positive feedback with my new coif.

So while some women shave themselves silly on Jan. 20, I plan to enter this new era with a tailored modern mini-bush and a reclaimed sense of womanhood. Maybe, if the bikini line theory plays out, we'll all go back to the Telly Savalas sooner or later. But the promise of a new America under an Obama administration gives me greater optimism. I envision a country where we can one day have it all -- a booming economy, national security, a healthy respect for sexuality and even a little bush. I say, Yes we can.

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Monday With McCain

Defeated US Presidential Candidate John McCain says India will attack Pakistan if it fails to act against those involved in the Mumbai raids.

McCain, who is on a two-day visit to Pakistan, outspokenly told a group of reporters in Pakistan's Lahore that Indian Premier Manmohan Singh was visibly angry about the killings and damage to property in the Mumbai terrorist attacks. “The democratic government of India is under pressure and it will be a matter of days after they have given the evidence to Pakistan to use the option of force if Islamabad fails to act against the terrorists,” Pakistan's Daily Times quoted him, as saying on Sunday.

The Arizona Senator stressed that if Pakistan does not do anything to find and arrest the 'bad guys', India will have no option but to use force. Questioned about what the United States would do in the event that India carries out such a threat, McCain said that Washington would not be able to do much, even as “privately I will try to dissuade India from doing so.” “We were angry after 9/11. This is India's 9/11. We cannot tell India not to act when that is what we did, asking the Taliban to hand over Osama Bin Laden to avoid a war and waging one when they refused to do so.” He noted that such an Indian attack could cause retaliation from Pakistan and that this is precisely the course of actions and reactions that those who attacked Mumbai were hoping for.

McCain said that Pakistan could respond to such an Indian attack, but reiterated that the threat to Islamabad on this score will be very real. The comments come after US and Indian intelligence reports suggested that the Mumbai attacks were carried out by the Pakistan-based Kashmiri militant group Lashkar-e-Taiba.

Meanwhile, Islamabad continues to express doubt over involvement of Pakistani 'elements' in the incident. US and India have vowed to keep pressure on Islamabad over the Mumbai raids. Earlier US State Secretary Condoleezza Rice, during her meetings with Pakistani civilian and military leaders, made it clear that Pakistan needs to act effectively to bring the perpetrators to justice. She warned that the "US will act if Pakistan did not". She urged Islamabad to "follow evidence wherever it leads" and lend 'absolute' and 'transparent' cooperation to New Delhi in the probe into the Mumbai terror strikes. 10 gunmen targeted Mumbai's luxurious hotels and tourist attractions on Nov.26 with automatic weapons and hand grenades in a 60-hour terror assault, killing nearly 200 people and injuring almost 300.

Groping Hillary Clinton

Barack Obama's chief speechwriter, Jon Favreau, cops a feel...She seems pretty happy about it too!!!

"One Toke Over The Line Sweet Jesus"

I remember my parents forcing me to watch the Lawrence Welk show quite often when I was just a snot-nosed punk...But this old LW video just cracks me up...At the end of the video, Welk says--with a straight face no less--"They're you've heard a modern spiritual by Gail and Dale." Spiritual? Maybe he was right?

Sucked Right In...

A New Jersey woman is suing a Pennsylvania sports bar and restaurant, saying she got stuck inside a toilet bowl for 20 minutes when the seat broke. Kathleen Hewko, of Delran Township, said she was in the bathroom at Starters Pub in an Allentown suburb when the handicapped toilet seat she was sitting on cracked and dumped her into the bowl.
Hewko claims in the lawsuit filed in November in U.S. District Court in Allentown that she had hip surgery prior to the Nov. 19, 2006 incident and was re-injured when the seat broke.

Her Philadelphia attorney, John Cirrinicione, says Hewko is not obese -- she weighs 130 to 140 pounds.

The suit names Starters and Kohler Co., which made the toilet seat.
Representatives from both companies said they couldn't comment.

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Monday With McCain

So what does John McCain do now that he has some free time on his hands? Countersue Jackson Browne of course! Way back in August, when Sarah Palin was still just Alaska’s problem, John McCain used Jackson Browne’s classic 1977 hit “Running on Empty” in an attack ad against Barack Obama’s energy plan. Needless to say, the hippy dippy Browne was decently PO'd at McCain for using the tune without his permission and promptly filed suit against the presumptive Republican presidential nominee.

McCain, who admittedly had bigger things to deal with at the time, pulled the ad and carried on with his campaign, effectively ignoring the lawsuit until he could finally deal with the matter from the comfort of the Oval Office.

We all know how the rest of the story goes. Obama and his Hopeskateers stormed the polls and snatched victory from the floppy jaw of McCain. Now finding himself with too much time on his hands, McCain needs something to fill the long hours while he patiently waits for death, so he’s decided to tie up some loose ends from his campaign days. First on the list: Jackson Browne. After months of silence, McCain’s fleet of lawyers countered the folkie with two bullshit 20-page motions against his suit. I’d call McCain a sore loser, but at his age he’s probably always sore, so I guess there’s no use in being redundant: McCain is a loser.

The Billboard article describes the first motion about as succinctly as possible:
The first is a standard motion to dismiss, claiming that McCain’s use of the song was fair use. The campaign’s fair use reading is based on the application of the standard four-factor test that includes the purpose and character of the use of the song (McCain argues it was non-commercial and transformative); the nature of the work (McCain derides the song as old, old, old, with a title that’s an acknowledged cliche); the amount and substantiality of the use of the song (McCain only used the title phrase, and cites a recent judgment against Yoko Ono, who had sought to prevent the unauthorized use of John Lennon’s ‘Imagine’ in a film); and the effect of the use of the song (McCain says that rather than damage the song’s commercial potential, his use ‘will likely increase the popularity of this thirty year-old song’).

Holy Toledo, what a load of caca! The second motion is even worse. McCain claims that Browne is impeding on the Arizona Senator’s free speech by suing over use of the song. As a result, McCain is demanding attorney fees and court costs for his trouble. Goddammit, John McCain, you just ran for president of the United States! You’re telling me you don’t have any money left over to deal with this crap? Rather than go into another paragraph ranting against John McCain (after two years of campaigning, I have already wasted too many paragraphs on that man), I’ll leave you with this video about the ins and outs of fair use. It should explain well enough why, yet again, John McCain doesn’t have a wobbly leg to stand on.

Fine Dining In Savannah, Georgia!!!

Not Everything Shrinks When Cold...

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Monday With McCain

"I think she's most qualified of any that has run recently for vice president, tell you the truth." ---on Sarah Palin, interview with Don Imus, Oct. 22, 2008

I Have A Dream....

Last night I had class in Southfield and instead of making the drive back to Lansing I decided to stay at the local Westin Hotel. I generally sleep very well when I am in a nice Hotel, but for some reason I had this weird dream and it kept me awake. Amy and I were shopping in the Lansing Mall of all places, when we spied John McCain. He was by himself and nobody was bothering him. He was like an old homeless man just wandering around aimlessly taking advantage of the free smells at the Nestle Toll House Cookie kiosk.

We approached Senator McCain and the first words out of his mouth were, "I've just opened a new Hot Dog shop nearby! Wanna try one?" Never being one to turn down an opportunity to try a new restaurant, Amy--armed with her digital camera--was thrilled! He walked us over to his shop--it was empty except for the three of us--slapped on a filthy, grease-stained "Weiner King" apron and proceeded to grill up a few hot dogs...Not the nasty-ass snap-when-you-bite-em Kogel's crap that you find in Michigan, but rather the beautiful Dietz & Watson weiners that I miss so much. Topped with mounds of onions I must admit that McCain made a damn good grillmaster! We talked for awhile, but not about politics. I remember feeling kinda bad that I voted for Obama instead of old Pappy McCain.

Then I woke up. Where is my Psychologist when I need him?

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Music Video Of The Week...The Stray Cats/Brian Setzer: Sleepwalk

Brian Setzer is one of the few axemen that has his own distinct sound...As soon as he hits the first string, you know who is playing. One of the best ever!

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