The Midnight Sun

Presenting...

My new blog! Not a whole lot different from the old blog, except you can now find it at themidnytsun.blogspot.com.

Your lips were like a red and ruby chalice, warmer than the summer night

The clouds were like an alabaster palace rising to a snowy height

Each star it's own aurora borealis, suddenly you held me tight

I could see the Midnight Sun

I can't explain the silver rain that found me - or was that a moonlight veil?

The music of the universe around me, or was that a nightingale?

And then your arms miraculously found me,suddenly the sky turned pale,

I could see the Midnight Sun

Was there such a night, it's a thrill I still don't quite believe,

But after you were gone, there was still some stardust on my sleeve

The flame of it may dwindle to an ember, and the stars forget to shine,

And we may see the meadow in December, icy white and crystalline

But oh my darling always I'll remember when your lips were close to mine

And we saw the Midnight Sun

Music by Lionel Hampton and Sonny Burke, lyrics by Johnny Mercer, sung by Ella Fitzgerald

This song encapsulates everything that I am and everything that I am searching for. THEMIDNYTSUN is perfect as my new alter ego.

I Know You Not Touchin' My Mannequin!

I still LOL

What's right is right

Mutha is all down for getting your hustle on. If you can make it across the border and take a job that no one else seems to want then so be it. But do so knowing that you are breaking the law and if you get caught, take your punishment like a man or woman.

Here in DC, some former Chipotle employees are up in arms because they were taken into a break room during lunch and replaced, allegedly for immigration violations, i.e., not being in the country legally. Predictably, tree-hugging hippies are mounting an online protest demanding that Chipotle "apologize, change its mass firing practices, and pay employees what they are owed. In short: demand Chipotle treat workers with integrity!" (their angry intensity, not mine)

Slow down!

Now, let's be real. The fucked up part of what Chipotle did was not give the workers a chance to prove their innocence in the form of papers proving they were here legally. That's a matter for the courts to determine. Let's assume that all the workers WERE here legally. In that case, they should have had no problem proving such. Even if they were in the middle of some sort of "process" of legalization, papers showing they are in the middle of such a "process" should be sufficient enough to delay action.

If they weren't, then Chipotle had every right to do what they did, which, in the words of the online protesters, was tossed them "out in the cold. They received no warning and no respect. They huddled together to comfort each other, thinking of how they would feed their families and pay the rent." In other words, they were summarily fired for submitting false immigration status on their employment applications and they got what they deserved. They were here illegally and they got caught.

Side note, other than getting Betty White to appear on SNL, when have these online petitions ever worked?

PS, RIP Dame Elizabeth Rosemond Taylor Hilton Wilding Todd Fisher Burton Burton Warner Fortensky!

I love an Angry Bottom

This picture of Chris Brown turns me on waaaay more than this picture does...

The idea of breaking a brotha down and converting that anger into sexual energy. You know he would resist at first but he would be quickly cowed and before long, he would be begging for the dick or the paddle or the wax or whatever. Plus I like the blond hair!