Wednesday, March 10, 2010

A little subjectivity seen on Bravo’s reality show Millionaire Matchmaker

I have a mixed feeling about Patti Stanger so I feel compelled to blog about her. Yes, the fems, I get that gold digging is bullshit but I mean, when, in women’s history, has there been a time a successful matchmaker, with a look completely behind society’s expectation, giving advices to single women how to look attractive and score a powerful man? Regardless of what she advises, I must give some credit to the invincible attitude she proposes. She takes criticism against her appearance like presses a cigarette butt against an ash tray. To subject a woman to society’s expectation of how attractive she must look is as bad as to smoke. So what do you do with something so bad? You smoke a cigarette, put it off and move on, if you haven’t quit smoking yet. It’s the same situation women face nowadays in patriachal society, isn’t it?

I know I shouldn’t honor gold digging as much as I shouldn’t for smoking. But we are allowed to look at the complex nature of patriarchy and unhealthy lifestyle, don’t we?

Monday, January 18, 2010

Downtown Chick lost her pajamas in Florida

So, your favorite, the coolest L.A. blogger, namely the Downtown Chick, found a job in an animal hospital company. For some reason, they sent me to this veterinary conference in Orlando, Florida, and put me in World Center Marriott. Do you know how much it costs to eat cereal for breakfast near Disneyland? Seventeen US dollars. Correct, I'm not talkin' about yen, darling. US dollars to be exact.

Actually the room rate isn't that bad. It's about $200 per night if you don't order anything. But the resort is bbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbig. You can play golf in it. Yes, you can. It must be the highest-end hotel I have stayed in, and I don't know the beautiful hotel's laundry etiquette. I lost my pajamas!

How did I lose my pajamas in Disney Marriott? Well? I don't remember exactly where I put them. I think the phone rang, I procrastinated, then looked at the alarm clock, got up, undressed and took a quick shower. Now, where did I throw the pajamas to? I have no idea. The hangover had not been washed off until the hot shower commenced.

I actually spilt something on a white shirt and I didn't know how to put it as laundry but apparently the janitor, or someone, had a bigger problem with my pajamas than my shirt and removed them from my room. Tonight, I went to the outlet two mile away to get a pair of Aerosoles shoes because of the intolerable pain induced by continuous standing at my company's booth. Then I came back to the hotel and was about to cut off my feet. I sank myself in a tub of hot water and what not, then boom, my ethnic pajamas were gone when they're supposed to be on my body!

Why are they ethnic? Because I actually bought them when I was in college, for about HKD$19, which equals to about two bucks US, in Hong Kong. I love them. I've been wearing them for over ten years. They remember part of my past. They are made of thick cotten and look very Maoist. If I wear them and hold a big mug, you will think I'm a communist. Now, my intimate pajamas are on the hands of a Disney related corporation? Do you know how I feel? It's like you invade Iraq and Afgan. I don't like American consumerism. I like cereal, and very rarely, big resort, and extremely rarely, people playing golf, and almost impossibly, kids, but it's just wrong to take my pajamas away, or invade somewhere you have no idea what their life is all about. Stop it, Micky Mouse, or America. You are very fucking annoying.

Monday, January 11, 2010

My unfaithful crush

Met this American Apparel dog in his little American Apparel shirt. I can't forget him.

Thursday, December 3, 2009

Friday, October 16, 2009

10 things FOBs like

Hey guys, I know I'm such a celebrity in Downtown and you guys are probably dying to read my new blog entry after a brief disappearance. Well, the reason why I'd been busy for a while is because as some of you who have followed my blog for a while might know, I really am a celebrity in reality. I had a concert and was in and out of rehearsals for a few months. That's why. What kind of show was that? Well, it's a FOB show. What's FOB? Hm? Friends of Bert Green? No no... Well, if you drive to the East on the 10 Freeway, pass Downtown, pass City Terrace and enter San Gabriel Valley, you'll know what FOB is. It's about 15 minutes from our home which a lot of insular Western people who stop themselves at the boundary of the 110 Freeway never get to experience in their whole lives. A lot of them consider themselves cosmopolitan just because they live in L.A. but they have no idea about the world just 15 minutes away from home.

What did I do in the show? Well, the FOBs taught me to sing and dance to FOB music. I had a great time to get in touch with "my root". Here is a list of things you can imagine what a stereotypical FOB likes:

1) Bludgeoning little kids into playing classical music, usually piano or violin
2) Business names like “Nobel”, “Embassy”, “Forbes” and “Oxford”
3) Make peace sign with their fingers in front of the camera
4) Taking photographs incessantly, anywhere, in any circumstances, at any time, of anything
5) Instead of :-) their smiley is like this: ^_^ or this: ^^
6) (female FOBs only) Still dressing and acting like a “Princess” after the age of 16 on other days beside Halloween
7) 100% fresh orange juice with pulp
8) No shoes / sandals at home
9) Socially acceptable fat/appearance jokes about other Asian women
10) Eating chicken wing cartilage

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Jaywalking tix, anyone?

Has anybody read this? This is so weird, on the LAPD blog:

September 09, 2009
A SKID ROW COP’S OPINION

THE BIG TO DO ABOUT JAYWALKING TICKETS

Hello everyone. Senior Lead Officer Joseph here. One of my many responsibilities is to educate the public about the realities of Skid Row, and the reasons for our focused enforcement in the area. After meeting with many people from near and far, many of them come away with a new, informed view of skid row as opposed to the many misconceptions they read about or hear from certain groups. Yet there are a few people with whom I have spoken with, who witness all of the positive changes happening in skid row before their very eyes, but cannot grasp the concept of enforcing laws for so called “innocuous” offenses in the Skid Row area.

When any law enforcement agency focuses its enforcement in a specific location, it is mainly due to the level of blatant lawlessness associated with particular area that has gone far beyond the norm. In Skid Row, many people were under the assumption that it was their “right” to break minor laws such as jaywalking, or standing in the middle of the street and so on because they were poor or homeless. They along with many of our detractors truly believe that we should just look the other way.

The scarcity of police resources prior to the Safer Cities Initiative helped further this perception, as these minor violations went unchallenged for the most part, resulting in more heinous forms of lawlessness over the years.

When we focus our efforts in a particular location, we are not doing so to harass someone based on their social status, race, or gender but to break the cycle of lawless behavioral patterns and practices of that particular community for their safety and the safety of those around them.

Also, we are not writing jaywalking tickets, as an answer to ending or reducing homelessness, but to reduce the high volume of jaywalking violations in a targeted area where the specific violation or violations have become chronic.

As it relates to people with severe cases of mental illness, I personally believe in the “spirit of the law” style of enforcement rather than “letter of the law” enforcement, whereupon I encounter someone who may not have the wherewithal to understand these basic laws.

Yet in skid row, I find that most people whom I personally know (and that’s a lot of people) with various forms, and degrees of mental illness clearly understand the law. As I drive my patrol vehicle down the block, violators are beginning to step back onto the sidewalk, instead of blatantly crossing the street illegally. Just four years ago I would have driven through a gauntlet of humanity standing in the street just to respond to an emergency call in Skid Row.

Hypathetically, If 19,000 tickets were written for jaywalking in skid row (referencing several articles printed about the Safer Cities Initiative, the latest from the Associated Press), then I can assure you that there were about 80,000 warnings given; unfortunately for us we do not document warnings.

One’s social status in life, does not give anyone a free pass to violate the law. Routine law breakers in Skid Row had a 30 year run of doing pretty much what they wanted, which is in part what made it so dangerous in the first place. The message we are trying to make clear to Skid Row and anywhere in Los Angeles where the overall level of lawlessness begins to erode the safety and civility of an area is that if you do not want a ticket, you must obey all laws like everyone else.

As a result of our efforts, improvement is beginning to happen in Skid Row as fewer tickets are being written. The basic concept of concentrated enforcement is to stay focused on a problem area until the problems stabilize, or stops, and we must continue our work until it becomes a true place of rehabilitation, safety and order for all who choose to live, work or visit there. As it stands now, for me at least, all it takes is a stern warning and high visibility to deter most illegal activity on Skid Row.

Though I am in full support of enforcing the laws of our state for the purpose of educating the public and increasing safety, I am equally in support of providing alternatives for people in Skid Row who may not have the means to pay the fines associated with receiving tickets.

Over the past few months the City Attorney’s office has been engaged in an effort which I am in favor of called the Homeless Alternative to Life on the Street also known as the “HALO” program. This program is mainly for low-income and homeless members of the skid row community, who receive tickets for minor violations. The program gives them a chance to work a few hours of community service, or check into a drug or alcohol program that suits their specific need, instead of paying the ticket, or missing court and having the ticket turn into a warrant. In the end, the benefactors of our enforcement and outreach is the Skid Row community, as we have fewer incidents of skid row residents being struck or nearly struck by vehicles, as well as a new sense of order that continues to improve daily.

I will keep you all posted on when the next HALO program will be in the Skid Row Area.

From Senior Lead Officer Deon Joseph
32511@lapd.lacity.org

Sunday, July 26, 2009

Thursday, July 9, 2009

Junior's (Westwood & Pico)

Don't you think it's always a mystery how there are so many Jews selling diamond in Downtown but never is a fine Jewish restaurant? I'm not talking about bagels, matzah ball soup or anything you can just get from Ralph's. I'm talking about a real Jewish dinner.

We had to go to Westwood for Juniors to celebrate for the successful Jewish humor in Whatever Works. That was the best turkey drumstick I've ever had in my whole life I think. So juicy, tender and tasty. The tuna sandwich, rye bread and fried potato pirogen were all good. Love that place. You all gotta go.

Monday, June 29, 2009

Babies anyone?

I won't go as far as wanting human parenting and motherhood ceased but I generally have a distaste in them. Instead, I like pet ownership. The only time I am forced to be around so many pregnant women, babies and kids is in this place which I hate going but couldn't skip... Argh... my gynecologist is really good because he sees mostly those crazy immigrant preggies from China and Mexico with only MediCal. Poor people with the least bodily maintenance and most medical problems = good doctor. This Hong Kong guy's office is always packed. Always. He's like the king of preggies in the entire San Gabriel Valley. I've been with him for many years. Honestly every time I come, I can smell many babies and kids stink. Ew!

Sent from Palm Centro

Sunday, May 31, 2009

Fight for freedom on Broadway Street, Downtown

Write to your congress representatives, tell your friends and families to support press, religious freedom in China.