Keep it classy, fellows. Nothing like a conversation about ethics and the existence of the divine.
The good news about Japanese elections is that the campaign season is short. The bad news is that it is accompanied by vans and mega-phones spewing noise pollution everywhere.
And then there are the campaign signs. For local elections, at least you see different characters in different neighborhoods. These past weeks, these hideous Diet candidate posters have haunted me throughout Tokyo.
Starting at the top, how do white gloves obscuring your face express your character? Maybe she’s too clean to hold that dirty mike, or shake constituents’ dirty hands. Below this mom-focused candidate is in front of a corporate backdrop that makes me wonder if she’s selling home cleaners or personal hygiene products. Lastly, at the bottom is the pretty male actor with a smirk.
I wish they would all go to hell, or at least shut up and remove their faces from public places.
“You said you actually fell in love with Mr. Edwards?” Abbe D. Lowell, Mr. Edwards’s lawyer, asked him at one point during last week’s testimony.
“We all did,” Mr. Young replied.
And, Mr. Lowell pressed, you fell out of love?
(The reporter also insists that the aide looks away from Senator Edwards during the trial, while the pretty boy politician stares at the lackey he now wants to discredit).
I have already fallen in love with Michelle Bachman, the Tea Party candidate for the Republican party in the presidential campaign. Her disregard for facts, including American history (e.g., our Founding Fathers ended slavery), and her inability to speak in sentences are somehow captivating. But now I have found another reason to love this lunatic: her husband is gay! The proof is that he is a “doctor” performing ex-gay therapy, and he’s as queenie as Liberace. Plus, he’s received over $100,000 in Medicare payments for his therapeutic services. Can’t wait til one of his male sexual partners spills the beans.
Can you reject evolution and still embrace plastic surgery? Certainly these are the right people to answer this “difficult” question.
I love how Japan is always pioneering feminine entertainment. The Party is Over is a new TV series about five fantasy dates with intensively groomed men.
For the past week, Tokyo’s JR stations have been blanketed with advertisements for this new series available only on the mobile phone channel Bee TV. They are bringing the ikemen of television onto the pocket screen.
Surely one of my readers is watching this feminine entertainment? The first date is with Narimiya Hiroki 成宮 寛貴, the last with my favorite canned coffee idol Koide Keisuke 小出 恵介. The husband likes best Takaoka Sousuke 高岡蒼甫 (his birthday is tomorrow!), he’s date #3 or top right in the photo below.
Here’s the online version of the billboard at the top of the post. It’s brilliant that the image is arranged to focus your attention only on the men. Doesn’t it help you feel like these are *your* dates?
Tea bagger Christine O’Donnell won the Republican nomination for the US Senate seat formerly held by Vice President Biden in Delaware. In the mid-1990s, Ms O’Donnell appeared on MTV to explain why Jesus does not approve of masturbation. Thanks, Rachel Maddow and Dan Savage.