Tuesday, September 30, 2014

Clooney steps out of the shallow pool-and it's a good look for him!

This past weekend, perennial bachelor George Clooney got married. It saddened and shocked many of his fans...and I can't understand why. He's been through a string of women, had never gotten close to marriage (since his divorce a LONG time ago) so maybe that's why people thought he would never marry again? I don't know. I find it more shocking that it has taken this long. Look, we all have a shelf life here. Even Mr. Clooney. At the end of the day, aside from the money and fame, he's a older man who probably realized (finally!) that he is not getting any younger and that if he wants to have a hope of settling down with someone who isn't only after his money and could carry a thoughtful conversation, this was his last shot. His history of women has been mostly arm candy that had been mutually beneficial and worked for both parties-they get notoriety and fame, he gets the candy. Win/Win. And as with most men, the arm candy aspect plays a big part. But sadly for most men (and Clooney), the arm candy comes with high maintenance standards that tends to become too much and they eventually part ways-perhaps drained in funds a bit, maybe even a little bitter. It ends as it has to because shallow can only last so long.  But this woman whom he married, Amal Alamuddin, has an established career as a human rights lawyer, is seemingly very smart and doesn't need his cash or fame. (And, to be a little cynical, Pop Culture Kelly also believes that old George mayhaps be dipping a toe soon into the political world. So instead of having arm candy as a wife, it looks much better to have a lawyer who has her sh*t together as a partner. Again, Win/Win). However you want to slice it, it seems like a decent match. George has spent many years basking in the shallow life so hopefully he enjoys the depth of having a partner who is independent and has her own career and her own thoughts. It will hopefully be a welcome change for old George. Pop Culture Kelly wishes them nothing but health, happiness and at least 5 years before the divorce rumors begin.


Friday, September 19, 2014

Kanye-has a bigger Asshat existed?

Kanye West has made a career by showcasing his humongous ego that tends to overshadow what a decent rapper he is. It's a shame really. For someone who actually has a modicum of talent, it's a waste. It's a waste how he's chosen to be, to live, to marry and now how to behave in a manner so disgusting that I have a hard time writing about it. But I will. Because it's my duty to report on all kinds of this nonsense and my one loyal reader has a right to hear this from the view of Pop Culture Kelly!

It all began with a concert in Australia last weekend. Asshat West (how he will be referred to from here on in) commanded everyone in the audience to stand and dance while he performed. He noticed that two people were not standing. As anyone with an ego that size would assume, it was all about him. He felt that these two people were killin his vibe by not dancing so what else could he and his enormous ego do??? Call them out on it of course! I mean, just because they were sitting in the special handicapped seating area allotted for people who like to go to concerts but are PHYSICALLY UNABLE to stand, and the fact that they were the only two who's seats had giant wheels, who the hell did they think they were??? They were attending a concert by a man who compares himself to Jesus-actually nicknamed himself Yeezus. Of course they should do what medicine, science and physics cause them to physically be unable to do-Yeezus said so!!! If that's not bad enough, in a piss poor attempt to redeem himself via what SHOULD have been positive P.R, Asshat agreed to play basketball against children who are handicapped and in wheelchairs. What could go wrong?!?!?!? (Full article here: http://dailycurrant.com/2014/09/17/kanye-scores-106-points-against-wheelchair-basketball-team). Well. First of all, Asshat wouldn't play the kids using a wheelchair (as he initially promised), he would play them "normal". And he had all his crew that were with him play "normal" as well. Against handicapped children in wheelchairs. Yeah. Asshat then made it a million times worse by going all in on the kids and defeating them by 106 points. Because, why not??? He's "normal". Why should he, Yeezus himself, take it easy on handicapped children??? They should be "normal" like he is! To invade his space with things like physical disabilities is just wrong. It's wrong of those two people who paid good money to see a shitty show and it's wrong of these amazing, heroic children to dare be in his world with their "un-normal" issues. Pfffffffffffffffffffft. Poor Asshat and all he has to deal with! Hopefully he dries his tears with crisp hundred dollar bills and retreats to his million dollar lair to escape these kinds of people.

At this point, I think the only way he can redeem himself is by single handily taking ISIS down. And even that might not do it. I generally don't hate celebrities (unless it's Gwyneth Paltrow whom I loathe) but I can honestly say, 110%, that I hate him. I hate him for how he must have made those concert goers feel, how he must have made those kids feel, how he married into the most shallow family on the planet who will do nothing but kiss his stupid ass and enlarge that already out of control ego and not tell him what a disgusting "human" being he is...and I hate how he isn't really being held responsible for this. As my friend Donde suggested, all celebrities should rally together and push him, his stupid wife and her horrendous family out of Hollywood forever. To me, the lack of remorse is unforgivable. If celebrities won't take the lead, Donde and I have plane tickets bought to get this thing started. Let's do this one and all! Let's not buy or watch a West/Kardashian-related thing until they are out of our faces forever. Please! We can do this!!!!!!!!!!! With one common goal we can achieve anything...think of an Asshat/Kartrashian free existence. It can happen if we all work together!

Thursday, September 11, 2014

9/11-Thirteen years later

It's hard for me to remember where I was yesterday, but I will never forget exactly where I was thirteen years ago today. I was working in a nursing home at that time and I had my morning ritual with one of the patients: we would read the paper together, watch the news and gossip. It was my favorite part of the day and I think it was hers too. It was just another morning-until it wasn't. Until we saw the horrific footage of the planes crashing into the World Trade Center and neither of us were able to process what was happening. I will never forget the horror on her face, the tears streaming down and her continually repeating "This can't be real. This can't be real". None of us quite knew what was happening but we knew that whatever it was, we would forever be changed. And we have been. We always refer to life "before 9/11" because it was a different existence for us. We were naive. We thought that this only happened in other countries, that our safety and freedom could never be compromised at that level. We were violated, shaken to the core, horrified, terrified, humbled, profoundly devastated and affected in every single way. Last night I was talking to someone who said something that resonated with me. We were talking about 9/11 and the upcoming anniversary and he said "Remember how everyone was after? Remember how nice people were to each other?" He was right (yes this is admitted in print! lol). We had come together in a way that I had never witnessed before-we were ALL affected. Every single one of us. You would walk down the street and people were just as haunted as you were. They were scared, sad, grieving...no-one was alone. For the first time that I could remember, we all had something in common-we all lost something that day. Every single one of us. We lost that naivete' that we once had that we were safe above all else. That false sense of security that, for whatever reason, we were the country that was impenetrable. And we all came together in that, which was something truly beautiful that came out of something so truly horrific. We were all kind to each other. We had a camaraderie in all that had happened. Pettiness, bullshit, un-important crap was all put in perspective and we realized that what mattered was being kind, showing the people that we love how much we do love them, living a life that almost 3,000 Americans were so tragically robbed of that day. We were aware of how short life is and how it can be taken at any time, without warning. It shocked us into a new reality and we haven't been the same since. Terrorism is now a part of our lives. Flying was forever changed, traveling in general has been changed as well. But, the strength, the heroism, the kindness of what happened in the aftermath is something that should always be remembered and is a mindset that we should have daily. Because, if for nothing else, today should be a day that we reflect and honor every single person involved in 9-11 and try to be conscious of how we are to the people we love and to strangers alike.

Today my thoughts are with every single one of those people who lost their lives that day-and for their loved ones who have to go on without them. My thoughts are with the First Responders who so bravely rushed in while everyone was rushing out. My thoughts are with everyone who lost something that day-which is all of us. I hope that we can go back to that kindness mindset that happened after the devastation-and to that mindset that there is NOTHING in this life that should be taken for granted. If you have something to say to someone, say it before it's too late. If you've been waiting for next month, next year to do something that you can do today-do it. This life is so short and it can be taken at any given second. Honor those who lost their lives so horrendously and live a good, grateful, kind life. And never, ever forget.

Saturday, September 6, 2014

Pop Culture break: Dating

So I am once again taking a break from blogging about pop culture to blog about something that is happening in my life: dating. Now, dating is not a new thing. Dating has been done for a million years. We're not re-inventing the wheel here. But, over this past summer, I've dated more than I've dated in a long time. Little bit of disclosure: I had some heartbreak earlier this year and as much as it devastated me, it opened my eyes as well. I had been so opposed to dating, so opposed to getting hurt that I was hiding and when I did fall, it brought out a whole bunch of stuff I was trying to keep buried.  But now, I'm not. And as much of a pain in the ass that dating can be, it can also be quite fun. I've met some very interesting men. There is one who I connected emotionally but who is really hurt still himself. He's a wonderful man, amazingly smart, handsome, funny as hell and I hope he will be in my life forever in any capacity, not just romantic. Another one I met was also very kind but just no spark. Again, very nice, good man. The most recent one not so much-but you have to take the good with the bad. He definitely made me realize I have to follow my instincts and not get sucked in to what sounds good on the surface. But he made me feel adored, we had fun and that was a great feeling to have while it lasted. I will be dating more, I will be keeping my options open but I wanted to address this because A. It's happening and this is my blog and I can write what I want to! and B. Some of my friends are going through this as well and have their own stories-and we're in this together. Our end game is the same but for now, I'm learning to enjoy things as they come. To be open to new experiences and to new people. To not be so guarded and hidden. And it's kind of nice to be honest. I still am hoping for that happy ending but in the meantime, until it comes, I'm going to have fun and enjoy things as they happen. And I wish that for my friends as well. We got this peeps!!! #teamdating