by Chexy on September 20, 2011
When an annoying catchphrase gets its own kitteh meme, it’s time for me to rip on it.
And so I find myself today in the unenviable conundrum of having to disabuse people of the notion of using the horrid, pseudo-philosophical “It is what it is,” a bit of non-conversational drivel that has become the “go to” answer of competitors, executives, lowly office workers and wannabe urban Lamas who can’t think of anything better to say, but hope to sound like they’ve undergone some type of enlightened group training… perhaps for clowns.
It seems that folks are saying “It is what it is” as a kind of lackadaisical shrug; an acknowledgment that they can’t or won’t do anything because there’s nothing to be done. One just has to take it, or follow orders, or give up. It’s the reverse of the 1970s mantra “Question Authority,” from an era when asking questions and striving for change was considered part of one’s responsibility to society and country. John Kennedy’s call to “Ask not…” has become simply, “Don’t ask.”
One isn’t being Zen-like by saying “It is what it is,” one is being lemming-like, marching into the murky acceptance of things the way they are, abandoning any hope of real change, improvement or, heaven forbid, problem solving. This mindset is perhaps being fueled by the economy, and nobody wanting to speak up for fear they’ll be canned. It’s downright un-American. Would Jimmy Stewart have said “It Is What It Is” to the people of Bedford Falls? No, he told old Potter to stick it.
This isn’t to say that there aren’t things that one must accept in life, and there is a time to know what’s important to fight for and what isn’t. But when everything becomes a shrug and a wink, then the next thing you know, they’re at your door asking if you’d like to take a train ride someplace nice… like Buchenwald.
Yeah, I always come back to the Holocaust. I am what I am.
in
bad form, chexy takes on, language, my nerves, torture
by Chexy on August 22, 2011
First, let me say, nice bathing suit, Kris.
Kim Kardashian’s wedding is finally over. Now the real hype can begin as E! rolls out the promo for the October broadcast. I can’t help but think that this vapidity is one of the reasons America is hated around the world. Yes, that’s right. I blame the Kardashians, in part, for crazed Jihadis who blow themselves up, although after hearing that Kim and Co. will earn nearly $18 million from the wedding, I’m tempted to blow myself up.
Too bad Kim’s father didn’t live to see her get married — he’s busy burning in hell for his part in O.J. Simpson’s defense. I’ll take this opportunity to once again remind that Bob Kardashian was the last person seen with OJ’s suitcase the day after the murders of Nicole Brown and Ron Goldman — and it was never seen again. Some say it held OJ’s bloody clothes, which were never found.
Bob Kardashian then renewed his license to practice law, so he was then legally unable to testify against his client. He died in 2003 of esophageal cancer.
But despite my disgust, I wish the newlyweds all the happiness of the Simpsons.
in
kardashian, murder, my nerves, oh the horror, reality tv, what did I say?
by Chexy on July 25, 2011
Camilla, Duchess of Cornwall, attempts to comfort a child, who like me, is screaming over this damned dot dress that will not die.
The Duchess was seen once again in this Seussian monstrosity while at The Queen’s Award for Voluntary Service event in Birmingham today.
Cam wore the same getup just last month at Wimbledon…
And here are the other recent sightings…
She wore it to the Flower show last July 28 (above), and just five days prior to that at the West Wiltshire show (below).
and last June 22…
and in April before that…
Please, please write to Betty Deuce and beg her to stop Camilla from wearing this outfit. Think of England!
Getty
ty Brian P.
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bad hair, disasters, hideousness, how will i know you?, my nerves, royals
by Chexy on June 21, 2011
Hooray, it’s summer today. There are so many baseball games not to watch, so many outdoor activities to avoid.
Don’t get me wrong — I like the heat. It makes me appreciate central air-conditioning. As an avid indoorsman, summer is the ideal time for catching up on those tasks I’ve put off all winter… now I have the time to make lists of them for my fall schedule.
in
hotties, my nerves, whatever
Katie Couric, the first network news anchor who couldn’t pronounce “ing” at the end of words, has managed to fail her way into a daytime talk show on ABC, having quit that bitch CBS when “rateeeens” wouldn’t budge.
Now the pseudo-pixie gets a chance for trifecta with a potential third network FAIL when she tries to take Oprah’s place with a late entry to the chat market in 2012.
I’ll give her credit for her gumption.
Jason Reed/Reuters
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can you believe it?, chat shows, my nerves, whatever
This idiot. Below you’ll find, in her own words, what makes Sarah Palin this week’s Putz of the Week, along with the fact that she had a fork pizza lunch with frequent POTW Donald Trump.
In her revenge bus tour (seen above), she has not given her schedule to the press, causing all media to scramble to follow her. Why do they bother? She’s copy, that’s why.
I wish they’d stop.
I do hope she’ll be the Republican candidate, but I doubt it will happen. Who would elect such a putz as President? Republicans, that’s who.
Here, in her own words, the reasons Sarah Palin is this week’s Putz of the Week.
“In my opinion, any mandate coming from government is not a good thing.”
“I don’t think I owe anything to the mainstream media,” she told Scientolospondent Greta Van Susteren of FOX News. “I think it would be a mistake for me to become some kind of conventional politician.”
Former Alaska governor Sarah Palin says she is “still kind of contemplating” a presidential bid.
Asked by reporters about her plans, the 2008 Republican vice presidential nominee said, “Why should everyone jump in there right now and start beating each other up in this primary process, showing the other guys our playbook? There’s plenty of time…”
“I’ve said before that George Washington is my favorite founding father because he was reluctant to serve, and yet he rose to the great challenges before him.”
“I’ve said from the beginning, this isn’t a campaign tour, except to campaign on our constitution, our charters of liberty,” she said in her FOX News interview.
Alex Brandon/AP
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Putz of the Week, hot messes, maniacs, morons, my nerves, sensations, whatever, wrecks
The glorious 1,500-seat Spanish Colonial Revival style Carthay Circle theatre in the mid-city area of Los Angeles, opened May 18, 1926, hosted the premiere of Walt Disney’s “Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs” in 1937. There will be no 85th jubilee today.
It was demolished in 1969 to make way for this…
Hi-ho, hi-ho, it’s off to work we go.
in
Real Gone Places, architecture, cinema, disney, my nerves, stuff I like
