'Til Death Do Us Part or The Government Steps In And Forbids It

The really big headline in America right now is same sex marriage. The mayor of San Francisco feels that the California constitution doesn't say that same sex people cannot marry and people have lined up to get hitched. Governor Schwarzenegger has ordered the bureaucrats to stop immediately, but they refuse and are awaiting a judge's decision.

Many people, especially Republicans, are against the idea of same sex marriages. Currently, San Francisco and the states of Massachusetts and New Mexico are the only places in America that allow gay marriage. The president has just recently announced that he would back a gay marriage ban.

What is so wrong with gays marrying? Are heterosexuals inherently better suited to make marriage work? With divorce rates in this country currently at 60%, it certainly doesn't seem so.

When we look at the history of gay men in this country, gay marriage is a win-win situation. While I was studying for my first degree, in psychology, I was exposed to all manner of statistics. A recent international sex survey revealed that jewish men had the highest average number of sex partners over the course of a lifetime at nine. A study on the sexual habits of homosexual males revealed that a gay American male has an average of about 350 partners over the course of his lifetime. When you look at how AIDS exploded in the gay community and was originally considered a gay only disease before it spread to the heterosexual community through bisexuals, aren't these people being in monogamous relationships something that society would want?

Forward thinking countries such as France and Sweden have allowed same sex marriage for some time. There is no real justification for denying the homsexual community the right to marry and limit them to life partnerships. They should be entitled to all the benefits of marriage as they are tax paying, red blooded Americans just like everyone else. All eyes are turned to the election to see what exactly will come about in more ways than one.

Pop Songs - The Work Of The Devil?

I was watching something on MTV and they played a Missy Elliott song in the background. It was unmistakably Missy as the song had her rather distinctive voicing and that oh so catchy beat. "Pass That Dutch" burrowed its way into my brain and the song almost immediately became a part of the music collection.

How often have we come across songs of this type? You know what I'm talking about. Those songs that even if you absolutely hate them, you find yourself humming or singing them and hating yourself in the process. I decided to scour the music collection and find other songs of the same vein. The results were actually quite shocking.

Missy Elliott - Pass That Dutch
Kylie Minogue - Can't Get You Out of My Head
Kelis feat. Pharrell - Milkshake
Venga Boys - We Like to Party
Basement Jaxx - Where's Your Head At
K7 - Come Baby Come
Len - Steal My Sunshine
Nelly - Hot In Herre
Pixies - Here Comes Your Man
Raveonettes - That Great Love Sound
Sean Paul - Get Busy
Sisqo - Thong Song
Soft Cell - Tainted Love
Tegan And Sara - Monday Monday Monday

Now these songs are not listed in any particular order, as they are all equally powerful and deadly. There are far more to be found in the CD collection. The reason this list is so shocking and further evidence that I indeed got it right - the playlist size weighed in at 666 bytes. You make the call.

Football, A Streaker, And Peek-A-Boob

I spent almost the entire first half of the Super Bowl on the phone with one of my best friends. Like many others, I expected the game to be a long boring one and for the first twenty seven minutes it lived up to expectations. It wasn't until the last three minutes of the first half that it actually got exciting with points actually being scored.

I didn't bother watching the halftime show. Super Bowl halftime shows, contrary to what planners think, suck. It doesn't matter who they get to perform or how many performers they have, it's only entertaining to middle America, not that there is anything wrong with middle Americans. The finale of this year's halftime show had a bonus - a boobie.

Janet Jackson was the featured performer of the show and for the finale she was wearing a black leather gladiator outfit that looks like it was rejected from the Matrix. Justin Timberlake was performing a duet with her and they were singing his horrible "Dance With Me" song. Right when he utters the words about being naked by the end of the song he rips off the covering off her right breast. The cameras cut away from showing her breast but it was all over the Internet for the world to see. Her nipple had a metallic sun covering it.

CBS, MTV(who organized the halftime show), and Justin himself were all apologizing for what happened. A lot of people called CBS immediately following the stunt in order to complain. Timberlake issued this apology, "I am sorry that anyone was offended by the wardrobe malfunction during the halftime performance of the Super Bowl. It was not intentional and is regrettable." What a crock. Drudgereport.com was nice enough to have an enlarged photo of the offending breast, which I saved for journalistic research purposes, and humorously named it jjteet1. They also had an animated .gif of the costume ripping incident so the world could see for themselves what happened.

This was a publicity stunt. I don't know what kind of wardrobe failure can take place when the covering for the breast wasn't sewn on, it was held in place by snaps. If Timberlake was going to apologize, he should have simply apologized and not chalked it up to wardrobe failure. Jackson has not made any comment of the incident as of the time of this posting.

The FCC is now going to start an investigation into what happened and will quite possibly be issuing costly fines. The potential smoking gun is that Jackson's choreographer promised some shocking moments in the routine. So, it's quite possible that MTV knew what was going to happen.

As if the jjteet debacle was not enough, before the second half could begin, a man dressed as a referee took the field and ripped off his clothing. It was none other than the famous Liverpudlian Streaker working his magic again. The cameras wouldn't show what was happening. They showed some graphics on the screen of the score and the announcers had only a few comments without actually saying there was a streaker on the field. What you could see was a bunch of people suddenly converge on one spot, which in fact was the streaker being tackled and arrested.

The Super Bowl actually turned out to be a good one. Not for the varying degrees of nudity, but for the football action itself. The lead in the fourth quarter was a see-saw affair and the winner of the game was unclear. However, the Patriots kicked the winning field goal with a handful of seconds left to seal the deal just like they had only two years before. What a game, indeed.