I wanted to try out a header I made but I couldn't because my "background image" option was already taken by pizza baby. So unless I make an entire layout, which I don't know how to do and am not really sure I want to put the effort into, it seems that I have to choose. Is it time to give up my pizza baby background? There are so many memories, and yet PROGRESS WAITS FOR NO PIZZA BABY. Decisions, decisions.
Remember the woman in love with the Berlin Wall whom I posted about? Tonight on CurrentTV I caught, after having grumpily missed it before, a mini-documentary about object-sexuals called "My Boyfriend is a Bus":
Really interesting. The woman here in a relationship with the Berlin wall is not, I think, the same woman with the website, as I'm pretty sure she's from Europe and this woman is American. I wonder how that works out. They speak of jealousy in this documentary -- what about when two people are in love with the same object? Is that accepted as an inevitable part of the deal, akin to Mormon polygamy? Or do they expect their objects to be exclusive to them, like the object can choose one person to be with (after all, they do believe the object is alive)? Also I wonder why most of the few object-sexuals I've seen profiled are women. The only men I've seen were in that BBC documentary called I'm in Love with my Car
or something (and the guys in love with dummies of women from another BBC doc., but does that count since the dolls are human-like?). One of the car guys was younger and seemed pretty regular, but the other guy was older and a total creeper. They went to a car show and the guy started like, fondling headlights. Also he admired the younger guy's car and sneaked out to their motel parking lot one night to literally have sex with his car, which creeped me out epically because he does this stuff to other people's cars
and it gave off the feeling of molestation. Anyway, I'm wondering if female object-sexuals are likable and male object-sexuals are creeps. NEED MORE EVIDENCE.
Also I finally saw John Barrowman's The Making of Me
on BBC America over the weekend after it originally aired around a year ago. I still think Barrowman has something too polished and artificial to his look, like a hyper-groomed Tom Cruise, and his teeth still scare me a little, but while I was fairly indifferent to him before I totally love Barrowman now. I liked how he was open to explore many of the different theories about the origins of homosexuality, though I wish it didn't have to all be crammed into an hour-long program since there's more to get at with each theory than they had time to. Also OMG RANDOM SCOTTISH ACCENT. Someone please explain this to me. He was born in Scotland and lived there until his family moved to America when he was eight, and though he works in the UK now he has a totally American accent. Either his accent wasn't fully developed by the time he was eight (which doesn't seem likely), or he forced an American accent on himself. But when he talks with his Scotch parents, Barrowman suddenly has the biggest Scottish accent I've ever heard. It sounds completely natural but he has to do it consciously. Which accent is his "real" one? Why does he deliberately put on one or the other? I want answers, Barrowman!
Also today I watched most of a documentary on the Sundance channel called Deliver Us From Evil
about this complete scum priest who molested dozens upon dozens upon dozens of children in California for several decades, and who, when he got busted, cut a deal with the Catholic church where in exchange for not talking they would set him up in Ireland. Which is where he is now, walking around free and completely mentally disconnected from all the irrevocable pain he's caused so many people. The film was also about the lengths to which the Church will go and has gone to protect themselves, including, as we are becoming more and more aware, covering up and ignoring the pedophilia rampant among their priests and churches. It mentioned how now-Pope Benedict completely failed in his pre-Pope days to do anything about the problem (and, coincidently, tonight I happened across this article: Pope under fire for transfer, letter on sex abuse
). I was absolutely enraged, disgusted, and horrified by the documentary's subject, while also being touched by the courage of the victims and the love of their families. They're all riddled with guilt, regret, and anger, but the simple fact that they are still living and rebuilding and supporting each other is an inspiring triumph. It doesn't matter how outwardly well that priest is living in Ireland; he's still a monster inside. So if you want to watch a great documentary while simultaneously being more outraged than you've ever been in your life, try to see this. (Which reminds me, I saw another great, moving documentary on Sundance about how conservative religious people use the Bible to justify their condemnation of homosexuality called For the Bible Tells Me So
Man I wish I had a gif of David Tennant shaking his fist at the Catholic church right now. We need a palette-cleanser. A PALETTE-CLEANSER MAYBE LIKE...?
Oh my god I WILL NEVER GET TIRED OF THAT FOR AS LONG AS I LIVE.
p.s. Barack Obama was in Strongsville, Ohio today! I was in Strongsville tonight going to the bookstore -- that town is five (okay, eight) minutes from my house. I didn't know he was going to be here until this morning when my mom told me, though (way to read/watch the news, Alex). When I went to pick up my paycheck at work this afternoon -- my workplace is in that eight-minute drive from my house to Strongsville -- a former manager was there and the cashier told me he "just got back from the protest" where he "spoke up for us" or something like that that made me stare blankly and laugh awkwardly -- I naively didn't even think there would have been an anti-Obama/healthcare reform protest. lol my coworkers are political fail :(