Kay Hanley

Holy Fucking Shit.

January 20th, 2009

 

 the whole wide world as of 1.20.09

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A friend sent me the following IM earlier this evening:

“We are going to have a new President tomorrow”

Whoa.  It’s true.  But this “Obama taking office” thing and all of the hoopla surrounding it, coupled with the bizarre and pathetic limp to the finish line by the Bush Administration really threw me off.  Don’t even get me started about the hero airline pilot and the landing on the Hudson because that was just aces, man.  What a scene stealer.  

The past few months of Obama-mania was underscored by 6 months of shocking economic destruction upheaval and that was preceded by well over a year of intense Presidential political campaigning  and that, of course, dovetailed with the previous 7 years of a stultifying, polarizing, war-mongering, money-grubbing, fear-fueling, reason-crushing, occult-worshipping, mother-fucking evil excuse for an ideology of leadership that we have all come to know and lovelaugh at, pity, shit on:  The Permanent Republican Majority.   So you can see how there’s been so much to ponder that I kind of forgot that Obama was actually, for really realz, taking office tomorrow.   

Our young country has been through so much in the last 8 years.  From September 11, 2001 until now our country has faced unthinkable difficulties beginning with an unprovoked act of war committed on our own soil by religious zealots of the Islamic persuasion.  We did not deserve to be attacked and we were completely within our rights to defend ourselves.  The world rallied behind America with emotional and steadfast support.  

It seemed like our safety and security was in capable hands for the modern historical equivalent of about .25 seconds and then somebody whispered something about “Iraq” on Meet The Press and the whole thing went ass over teakettle.  Then, oddly enough, we told the world to go fuck themselves.  This approach to doing things seemed to go off without so much as a squeak of complaint from our terrified citizenry during the test marketing phase,  so our country’s elected majority (along with some dudes that nobody had ever heard of before, nor since: the neo-cons!!) moved forward with a new and improved military industrial complex that only benefitted by telling the world to fuck themselves whenever and wherever possible and anyone who didn’t agree, especially other Americans, was a treasonousunpatriotic pussy.  

I think the sentiment really crystallized for me when I noticed that we were coming together as one nation, tethered only by our broken hearts and the filthy, tattered American flags that we proudly jammed into every crevice that our vehicles would yield just a few months before.   And then we knocked the patriotic ball right out of the park when we righteously cast aspersions on the cuisine of other countries as a way of showing just how in solidarity we were in our feelings that they should seriously fuck off.   

 

 comedy = tragedy + time.

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In light of how our hard times began, it strains my ability to make the comprehension leap, to truly “get it”, how we’ve drifted so far in the wrong direction that the most frightening dilemmas we Americans face now, perhaps the most challenging and complicated in our nation’s history, have been caused by our own people.  People in charge of things that regular people aren’t supposed to worry about, like who’s regulating the hedge funds and shit like that.  Greedy, selfish people disguised as protectors of the American taxpayer and enemies of “big government”, worshipping like fat pigs at the trough of the infallible free markets, invoking the name of Reagan ad nauseum in order to hoodwink the working and wealthy classes alike.  How sadly ironic to finally control all branches of government, having made a Faustian bargain with the religious right, only to disprove every single one of your precious tenets so convincingly and dramatically; by bringing American free-market capitalism to its knees as quickly and effectively as a group of monkeys in possession of a giant stick to use against their despised owner when he turns his back   man who has just paid a 2 bit whore 20 bucks and instructed her to get on her knees.  I don’t think Alan GreenspanGrover Norquist and their various adherents would mean to inspire such a crass analogy, but the American people did not mean to inspire an ass-fucking of such historically cruel proportions, did we?

Before I veer wildly off topic, I need to point out that during this most recent period, our country elected the superb Barack Obama to be the 44th President of The United States Of America.  He’s brilliant, he’s electrifying, he’s sexy, he’s accomplished, he seems to be completely engaged by his life, his gorgeous family is the epitome of the American Dream, he arguably (not really arguable, i’m just trying to be deferential to differing points of view) ran the single most impressive + disciplined political campaign that anyone’s ever seen.  He is, in a word, the greatest man who ever lived in the history of this Earth.  For now.  

So while I thought I was paying real close attention, I did space out on the one important fact: We are going to have a new President tomorrow.  Wow.  Good for us.

 

xok 

The Moment Is Nigh.

November 4th, 2008

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The adorable Trent from Pink Is The New Blog texted me earlier to ask for a picture of me with the I Voted sticker on for his voter photo series.  I’m so glad that he did because I definitely wouldn’t have thought to document this moment on my own. 

When I emailed him the picture, which was of me and Zoe Mabel, I had to mention what this election means to both of us. 

My parents brought me and my sisters to the voting booth.  My Dad always worked for local candidates in Boston and my Mom was a pro-life activist (no, that’s not a mistake) so my formative years were spent completely immersed in the true blood sport of Boston  politics.  I have followed American politics with love, disgust, excitement, anger and most of all (hopefully) respect my whole life.

In turn, USA Mike and I have always brought OUR kids to the polls.  I don’t think Zoe Mabel has ever missed an election in her 9 young years.  This year was especially meaningful, though.  She decided that Barack Obama was her guy last year (no surprise there) and followed the primary season indepently all the way up to the DNC.  We watched the convention every single night and she (along with conroy) cried when Obama delivered his speech.  I am not even kidding.  

Obama’s name on the ballot would have been enough to get her stoked about the election but then she got wind of something else:  Proposition 8.  A ballot initiative asking for an amendment to the Constitution of the state of California that would ban gay marriage.

Being from Massachusetts, we know several gay couples that are married, most notably our friends Brian and Charlie Moore-Ward, whom Z has known her whole life.  Many of our dearest friends here in Los Angeles are gay and nobody, including our children has ever thought anything of it.  

 So when Zoe got wind of Prop 8 she was quite literally shocked and saddened that anybody would want to inflict such insult and/or pain on so many of the people that are important in our lives.  Honestly, I do not have the stomach to even try to explain why such a point of view would exist in this world, so I don’t except to say that any idiot can get a stupid initiative onto a California ballot and maybe it was a horrible mistake.  No matter, I will tell you this:  An activist has been born.

 Alright.  Conroy’s here and we all know what that means.  The polls are beginning to close all over the United States Of America.  Godspeed, Mr. Obama.

 

 

 

  

 

Chardonnay Swilling Liberal Elitists.

August 28th, 2008

It appears that many of us find Barack Obama just delightful!  In fact,  earlier this evening Conroy & I poured ourselves the finest California Chard that Long’s Drug had to offer, gathered around the old teedle vee and just enjoyed the heck out of everything Presid..oops! Senator Obama had to say as he gave his parting oration at the Democratic National Convention.   If I didn’t know any better, I would have thought that I was watching God himself, but we liberal elitists know that such occult beliefs are absurd distractions, meant to soothe and sedate a lesser form of humanity than ours.  But just for fun, let’s characterize his appearance as God-esque!  He was simply marvelous.  That is all I am trying to express.

That Mr. Obama really knows how to get the audience going and gosh darn it, we would really like to see a man of such bold charisma and clear intellectual superiority be the President.  He reminds me of the commanding Chalupa Gordito, conductor of the Machu Picchu Philharmonic (where we had the most amusing holiday a few years back on the advice of our dear friends, Howard Zinn and Al Franken) or some rockstar - like The Bono!  

Our only hope is that those inconsiderate Republicans don’t come after Mr. Obama and besmirch his upstanding character, because that would be terribly disappointing to us and could also ruin his chances to do something really terrific with our fine country, The United States Of America!  

 pass the fucking grey poupon, mr. cheney.  now.

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* photo credit: zoe mabel

 

xok 

Hope.

May 7th, 2008

I grew up in Boston during the 70’s & 80’s.  Anyone who knows anything about this period in America’s history and still thinks that modern blacks in America simply have to pull themselves up by the bootstraps and stop whining is just not being honest. 

  It is with this in mind that I offer my my happy astonishment that Barack Obama has accomplished so much as he runs for President.

 

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 No matter what happens after this, our world has changed forever.  Thank you, fellow voters.

Kay 

Moving on, then..

February 5th, 2008

Again, if you only know me as a person who had a weird dream about touring with Hannah Montana or taking a picture of Joe Jonas’ ass then you will be bored to find out that I am a political junkie. Today is Super Tuesday. Millions of Americans went out to their polling places and cast their votes for the next President of the United States. The turnout today was thrilling and I hope you were able to take part.I have been in bed with the flu since we touched down at LAX on Friday. On Saturday morning, my voice blew out and I have not been able to speak since. My body actually held on until hours after the tour ended. How weird is that? I can’t believe the luck I have sometimes.This weekend is Grammy weekend so I promise to post lots and lots of pictures and stories from my various sexy hangs.xok

Cleveland.

January 3rd, 2008

The show tonight was one of the funnest we’ve had so far thanks to the unfailing rocking-ness of Cleveland. I will have to put off the details for now, however, thanks to this breaking news: I am watching history unfold.

nothing short of electrifying.

Wow. Wow….

- Kay