Glee Sells Sex, Sex Sells GQ

Okay, directors and creators of Glee! If it's publicity you craved, you got it. In this media driven world any kind of publicity is good publicity, I suppose!

Now, as a guy I find the recent GQ pictorial spread of some of the cast members of Glee absolutely ridiculous! The executives at GQ are obviously intelligent and are in the business of selling magazines. Today, sex is used to sell almost everything from cars to toothpaste, from boats to gum. But is there a line that we have crossed?

In my opinion GQ and Glee have collectively dropped the ball. GQ is using the old and obviously not original school girl in a uniform fantasy fetish, that men and I suppose women are suppose to find titillating, no pun intended. School girls are a common theme in pornography!!

Furthermore, even though these actors are over 18 or 21 or 24, they are posing in their Glee characters in a school setting!! Come on, standing at a locker in your underwear, sucking or licking a lollipop with an open mouth? Why is this imagery even necessary????

Regardless of the fact that the precious teens and pre-teens who follow this program may or may not be reading GQ, these pictures will be plastered all over the internet where children and perverts have easy access.

Who cares if Britney and others have already played the sexy school girl in uniform to a tee? Boundaries keep getting pushed, then we wonder why child molesters and others rule the day.

As for the women out there that support these types of pictures (the male is fully clothed) ...... give your head a shake. You are just eating what you have been force fed all these years!!!

Was this the goal of feminism? No, just a bit of publicity for good old Glee and GQ.

Water Au Naturel

So I was strolling down the road the other day and a streetcar rolled by with an ad for vitamin water and I started thinking about the absurdity of water, a pure, natural, refreshing, substance mixed with artificial flavouring and colouring then spiked with vitamins.

Is this what we have come too?

No other liquid can quench your thirst like water! Not Gatorade, Powerade, Propel, Coke, Pepsi, milk or cold apple juice, my personal favourite!

Who cares if pro athletes drink sports drinks?

Water is so important that left without it human beings would die within three to seven days. Our muscles are actually made of of seventy five percent water. But no, we have to add to natures perfection, bottle it, advertise it and consumers like sheep to the slaughter have to lap it up.

Besides, do we really need to get our vitamins from bottled water? Who knows what effect these anti-waters have on the human body anyways!! Man was able to survive for thousands of years by drinking water and look how we turned out.


Come on people, wake up, nothing beats pure water!

The Decision

Wow, wee!!!

The "decision" has finally been made. All the build up for the last two years has been about the free agency period of 2010, when some of the extremely talented draft class of 2003 would become free agents.

The King wants to play in New York, the greatest basketball stage on earth. The King wants to play in New Jersey, for a rich Russian and his king of rap buddy Jay-Z. The King wants to play in Chicago, in the memory and shadow of his idol Michael Jordan. The self-anointed King, according to Cavs owner Dan Gilbert, wants to stay and play in Cleveland, his home state, where he is adored and worshiped like a god!!

CNN, the king of the news world, was running the headline, Breaking News .... World waits for Lebron's decision!! Are you kidding me?

Nielsen Co. estimates that 9.95 million people in the US alone watched Lebron James announce on ESPN that he's leaving Cleveland to play for the Miami Heat, making it the third-most-watched program on cable television this year.


Incredible!! Almost 10 million people!! At its peak, the ESPN broadcast was seen by 13.1 million viewers during the 9:15-9:30pm ET quarter hour in which Lebron, spilled the beans, I mean the "decision".

Now that the "decision" has been made, let's move on people. I know we won't. But at least, let's try.

Whoa, Tiger!

A couple of months or so ago, Tiger finally come out and apologized for his, ah, indiscretions. It's obvious that his public relations, image consultants, spin doctors and the workers of the almighty make it disappear voodoo, advised Tiger to use the, "I wrote the speech myself" approach. Did it work? Well, the jury is still out on that one.

Tiger chose to speak to a few hand picked, handcuffed media people, in a news conference without any real questions in a situation where he was in total control, as always. Noticeably, Tiger's mother was there but Elin, his absolutely gorgeous wife, was absent!


Headline news was made on Sunday March 21, 2010, when Tiger gave two separate five minute interviews to ESPN and the Golf channel.

Now, I don't know about you but I was expecting something more substantial. Will we ever get all the details? No and maybe we shouldn't. But I quote "it's all in the police report" was not what I expecting. Did I mention that headline news was made?

Tiger sounded more like he was he was sorry for getting caught with his hand in the cookie jar, than he was for getting caught cheating on his wife with numerous hoochies!!

Leading up to the Masters, in Augusta Georgia, this weekend Tiger has given another interview in hopes of satiating the masses need to know the sordid details of his fall from grace and subsequent rehab. Nothing new of consequence was revealed, although Tiger did reiterate how sorry he is for letting us, the little people, along with his wife, family and close friends, down.

I am glad to see that Tiger has had at least one good friend, that will stick with him through thick or thin. Good, old reliable Nike!! Could that friendship have anything to do with the fact that Tiger Woods is Nike Golf?

The hardcore golf fan has already moved past the "Tiger" debacle and just wants to see Tiger, do one thing, play golf.

Of course, Tiger-gate was a huge story of epic proportions and the non-sports media went excessively overboard. Now the media circus keeps billing Tiger Woods at the Masters as the second coming of Jesus Christ; everyone is going to watch him!

Super Half Time?

The Super Bowl of Sunday February 7, 2010, was the most watched television program in American television history. The Saints prevailed in a thrilling 31-17, come from behind victory.

However the half time show was a real blast...... a blast from the past!! "Who played the half time show?" "The Who." "Who?" "The Who!" "Who?" and on and on. Since the Janet Jackson, costume reveal of 2004, the National Football League has gone all conservative, aiming to please middle-aged men.



Paul McCartney, The Rolling Stones, Tom Petty and The Heartbreakers, Bruce Springsteen and The Who. In my opinion, the lone bright spot was Prince in 2007 and he seemed pretty tame. The NFL was aiming for the young hip crowd with Jay-Z and Rihanna, in and out of the commercial breaks and the geriatric set, with the 60 something rockers of The Who, at halftime! I suppose if you subscribe to Rolling Stone magazine, you are happy!!



Who next? No pun intended. The Grateful Dead? The Beach Boys? Pink Floyd? I witnessed the Super Bowl at a huge Super Bowl event with over a hundred attendees and we simply muted the volume, hit the bathroom and topped up on snacks for the second half.

Oh well, there's always next year to get it right!

Agent Zero!

Old news by now, but Gilbert Arenas was suspended last week for the rest of the National Basketball Associations season, for his felony gun charge and subsequent ridiculous behavior.

His initial sorry explanation for having the unloaded guns in the locker room, was for the safety of his children. Ah, note to Gilbert, buy a safe! Next!!!

Today (Feb. 2/10), in the Washington Post, Arenas issued the obligatory apology. "While I regret a lot about this incident, letting the kids down is my biggest regret." Blah, blah, blah! No kidding!




Isn't it all double speak, anyways? After the incident and before the pending suspension, wasn't Arenas caught with his guns a blazing, so to speak? Making light of the matter by pretending to shoot teammates with his hands during an on-court huddle before a game! Yeah! Sorry! Sorry he got caught.

Actually, I feel sorry for Arenas. He was just battling back from a couple of season ending knee surgeries. Leading his team, the Wizards, in scoring and assists averages and now this.

Well Arenas, it's all on you brother. It's all on you. I guess the moniker "Agent Zero" is very appropriate.

Super Walmart, not so super!

If you are looking for a poignant piece on world politics or some moral or ethical issue, you are out of luck in this particular blog. Just some good old fashion venting. Unfortunately, I had to pick up a couple of items at a Super Walmart, this cold but sunny Sunday afternoon. In fact, the biggest Walmart in Canada.

Is bigger always better? Sometimes I wonder. Bigger homes, bigger cars, bigger malls, bigger big box stores, bigger Walmart Superstores! This big Super Walmart is so big, it needs two postal codes. For example, garlic bread is not in the section where bread is kept. Why? Because they keep it near the ready-to-eat food section, with the barbecued chicken, chunky fries, processed chicken parts, etc. Fantastic!! All I know, is that it necessitates a lot of unnecessary looking around for challenged individuals like myself.

Bigger, better. Hmmmm. Customer service is a joke on normal days, but on a busy Sunday, one might as well pack a lunch because it is going to be awhile, a long while before you make your return or exchange.

But the creme de la creme is the checkout. Don't let the twenty something checkouts and massive express lanes fool you into thinking you can make a quick exit. Bigger Walmarts just mean bigger lineups. Seriously! Bring a book, a newspaper, needlepoint, a chess game or something. One might as well use the time in the lineup for something productive other than gazing at the gazillion "gotta have" products strategically placed along your mammoth journey through the check out. Even when it's not super busy, Super Walmart still has super lineups. My trick is to go the the electronics or watch/jewelery department and feign ignorance to checkout before my next birthday.



The lure of Walmart and Super Walmart for me and I am sure others is the one-stop shopping. You can pick up your cereal, spray paint, shaving cream, wiper blades, garden tools, asprin, carpet deodorizer, apples, window cleaner, chocolate chip cookies and pet food all in the same trip and if your fortunate enough, the cashier may just shove everything in the same super big bag!!

All this venting coming from a guy who loves Walmart and goes there for everything from motor oil to granola bars.

Is bigger always better?

You be the judge.