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Obama Talks Health at Latino Convention

 

SAN DIEGO, Calif.–During a speech emphasizing his shared values with the Latino community, Barack Obama unveiled another aspect of his health care plan at the annual convention of the National Council of La Raza, the largest Latino civil rights and advocacy organization in the United States.

Obama announced Sunday that his plan would assist small business owners in providing health benefits for their employees by providing tax credits to employers.

“An idea, by the way, that was championed by my friend Hillary Clinton,” said Obama in front of a crowd of 2,000, many of whom applauded at the mention of Clinton…

see the rest on Huffington Post

 

news, politics

Vying for Native American Votes

ALBUQUERQUE — Native American voters, often treated as an afterthought in presidential elections, are receiving an unprecedented amount of attention from both presidential candidates this year in the battleground state of New Mexico.

It’s a development nearly two decades in the making in which a handful of Albuquerque–based activists have been working to create a well-organized and powerful Native American voice.

Today, with 63,000 registered voters, according to the Secretary of State’s Office, Native Americans may well be the swing constituency in one of the most politically volatile states in the country.

The Sacred Alliance for Grassroots Equality (SAGE) Council, founded in 1996 by brother and sister Sonny and Laurie Weahkee, was formed to protest the construction of a road through the Petroglyph National Monument on Albuquerque’s fast-growing westside….

For the rest of the article, see The New Mexico Independent.
Or cross-posted at The Huffington Post

politics

Ticket Ticket Ticket

In March, I contested a red light ticket I had received in the mail. You know, those ones where a camera took your picture and a few weeks later you get a ticket in the mail. I filled out the paper work, wrote a check, and dropped it all off at the Beverly Hills Court House in a drop box.

Today, I realized I hadn’t heard from them yet, so I went online to check the status of the ticket only to find my case had been forwarded to a collections office. I called, and apparently they never received my paper work or check. Well, clearly, someone lost it from the time I dropped it in the drop box. I explained to her that I turned it in on time, and that someone at the court must have lost it, and her response was,

“Well, sometimes we have to pay for someone else’s mistake.”

And by paying she means $700. She means that I have to pay $700 because THEY lost my paperwork.

Oh, and by the way, she says they are suspending my license. (I then called the DMV and they said my license is completely fine, so I’m thinking that was just a fun little threat she threw in for kicks.)

My choices are: A. Pay the $700 or B. Wait for my court day in about two weeks to try and prove to the judge that I did in fact turn the paperwork in on time.

As enraged as I was, I almost paid, just to get it over with. BUT my principles got the better of me. Why should I pay for someone else’s mistake? Why am I the one to be punished?

I’m sure the traffic division and the city make a WHOLE lot of money from people who just don’t have the time or energy to fight this kind of injustice… but I am both poor and still young enough to be convinced that the world is a fair place.

So, I’ll take that court date, no matter what you threaten me with.

I’ve always thought bad things come in three. If that’s so, I’m pretty much done here, but I still find it amazing that it all happened in a week. I don’t really want to get into it, so let’s jsut leave it all behind like the sunset….

sunset

film

Criticism of the Critic

The LA Times had an interesting piece on film criticism in their paper today. They let their film critics write about any regrets they’ve ever had about a film they reviewed.

I love film criticism. In a perfect world, I could see movies and write about them everyday (if it would pay the bills). But it is, in my opinion, one of the toughest jobs in writing because you put a part of yourself out there.

I took a reviewing class with Kenneth Turan while I was at USC. It was probably my favorite class of all. Since he is the best film critic at the Times, I expected Kenneth to be a man of intolerable ego, and harsh–well–criticism. What I found was a man confident in his craft, and kind with his teaching. I learned then that the people who are best at what they do don’t need to walk around with a puffed up chest or a thick set of armour.

His article today really makes clear the point and process of criticism. There should be no regret if you are true to your own feelings. Here’s a bit of his article. Find the whole piece here.

“To pretend either to like it or that I didn’t really have an opinion, to pretend in effect that I was someone else to save face and be one of the gang, was simply unacceptable. Criticism is a lonely job, and in the final analysis, either you’re a gang of one or you’re nothing at all.”

film

Reversion- A Film Review

Reversion

 

The unknown future and the forgotten past are inherent parts of the human life. What would happen, however, if the past, present and future could be lived at the same time?

 

Mia Trachinger’s latest project attempts to mess with the concepts of memory, morality and destiny to create a real thinker of a film. But jam-packed with such complicated concepts, “Reversion,” falls short in execution as the story is stifled under the pressure of such heavy theory.

 

“Reversion,” which premiered this year at Sundance, tells the tale of lean, listless Eva (Leslie Silva), one of the many mutants with the ability to see the past, present and future simultaneously. Basically, she’s part psychic, but also can’t differentiate between what has already happened and what is yet to come. She spends her time car-jacking and searching for a way to stop herself from fulfilling her destiny to kill her semi-boyfriend, Marcus (Jason Olive). Marcus is along for the ride, and is at first apathetic about his imminent death, but becomes increasingly agitated as time progresses.

 

Los Angeles is not a pretty city in the near-future. Car-jacking, robberies and even murder are so common that the citizens don’t even blink as it happens right before their eyes. Even more disturbing is the fact that Eva and her housemates are completely comfortable participating in criminal activity. Their mutual understanding seems to be that because they already know their future, there’s no use trying to fight it.

 

Silva is magnetic enough to carry the plotline. She instills into Eva a satisfying mix of tormented, hopeful and indifferent. She is also a step above most of the other actors in the film, who are only memorable for the strange, vacant looks on their faces.

 

The main story, however, is interrupted by two distracting sub-plots. The first involves two babbling stoners who provide an explanation of the mutants’ problem (they are lacking a “time gene”), and the other, ominous commentary on child-rearing, is an awkward attempt to make this twisted tale even more surreal.

 

Regardless of the distractions, the main plotline has problems of its own. The mutation is never really explained, so there’s no way to really tell what it means to the characters. They are endlessly removed from their own lives, making it pretty hard for anyone to be sympathetic to their plight. There’s a mysterious beach, which has a colony of people who are somehow different from Eva, but who they are is never clarified. Are they also mutants? Or do they view time in a linear fashion?

 

Making it worse, the relationship between Eva and Marcus feels more like a tryst than a serious love connection. They don’t seem to really care much for each other, so Eva’s determination to resist killing Marcus is also a little hard to care about or even believe.

 

So without love between Eva and Marcus, fate steps in. If they can already see their future, and see it as inevitable, then Eva’s journey is null and void. And because of that fact alone, the fate of this film can also be determined—forgettable as the past.

news, Other

Why working at clubs is like the end of the world

I have worked at nightclubs for the past couple years. It pays the bills. However, I’ve always known I need to get out of this business ASAP. It’s a little dangerous, especially when the night is over. There are so many drunk people wandering the streets, and sometimes people are of a “rougher” crowd if you will.

 Last night, as I walked to my car at about 2:30 am after work, I found a CRIME SCENE blocking my entrance (and exit) to the parking lot. Yellow tape. Police. And ambulance.

A CRIME SCENE.

A shooting crime scene with a BODY blocking the driveway.

One drunk guy crossed the tape while I was there, and was promptly arrested as a cop screamed, “There is no way I am letting you contaminate my crime scene.” That’s all I needed to hear.

Needless to say, the police didn’t give a damn about our cars stuck in the lot, and so I have to go pick up my car the next day.

I wasn’t alone in witnessing this mess. A TMZ camera man was walking back to his car when he saw the shooting. His report is here.

sports

Swimmer at any age

I can’t wait for the Olympics. There’s nothing like the top athletes from around the world gathering in one place to compete in all sorts of amazing sports.

But while I wait, I have the trials to entertain me. Lately, it has been the swimmers, and I’ve always thought they look a little less human and a little more dolphin-like as they fly accross the water. And before they jump in they do that flapping thing with their arms– it is amazing.

But, tonight I saw Dara Torres swim in a semifinal. She’s–get this– 41 years old. She swam in her first Olympics the year I was born. Many of her competitors weren’t alive at that time. I am in awe of this woman. She got second in the semi-final, and will be on to the finals tomorrow.

To think that a woman is in that great of shape at that age to swim with the best in the world is truly amazing. But more than that, she’s got a heart to match. Her determination proves that anything is possible.

And that’s why I love the Olympics. The possibilities are endless. A gymnast can land one one foot to win the gold, a rower can win bronze after a severe boating accident which almost cost her a limb, an orphan from Romania can win ice skating gold. You can’t even make this stuff up, it is THAT good.

politics, travel

Update on cell phone law

Driving in Santa Monica yesterday, I forgot–for about 30 seconds– about the new hands-free phone law. At a stoplight, I picked up my phone, dialed, and after one ring hung up when I remembered. It was only then that I noticed the taxi driver in the car next to me screaming at the top of his lungs for me to get off the phone.

I also have yet to see ONE person breaking this law, although I’ve heard about a few people getting tickets. It amazes me that people are following this law so religiously. Maybe it’s the novelty of it. If only people were as careful to follow the rest of the laws.
In the same day, I saw a car run a redlight, cut me off on the freeway (without a turnsignal) and one person not wearing their seatbelt.

technology, travel

Terminology of Traffic

traffic

Today is the day: the first day of the cell-phone ban. I never thought this day would come.

I was raised not to use my cell phone while driving. When I was pulling into my driveway once at the age of 16, my dad caught me talking on the cell phone and threatened to take away my car… ever since then I’ve pretty much avoided the drive-and-chat. Besides, I drive a stick and I lack the hand-hand coordination to drive and shift and talk.

So, I am often annoyed by careless cell phone drivers. And today’s law is OK with me. I took a random poll on my way to work this morning, wondering how many drivers would break the law on day one. On my 45 minute drive, I saw not one “hands-occupied” talker. And I only noticed about 7 blue tooth talkers. Maybe those little ear clips are too hard for me to see. Or maybe they are too cyborg-ish to wear.

My dad has a “hang up and drive” bumper sticker. That’s how important it is to him. I almost called him on my drive to work to celebrate…. but then I remembered… ah, the humor of the world.

So, to celebrate, I thought I would finally introduce my traffic terminology. It is often said that eskimos have hundreds of words for snow… well, I think there are probably about that many for the causes of traffic in LA. So here are a few I’ve come up with during my spare time in the car.

1. Ebb-and-flow: the mysterious slow and speed of the freeways. There’s no reason to it, but you can see the cars ahead of you breaking but the ones ahead of them speeding up. It’s like a slinky, but not as fun.

2. Accidental: There’s an accident. Whether a crane falls on the 405, or it is a fender bender, this really can be the end of the beginning of a good day for anyone.

3. Rubberneck: There’s an accident on the other side of the freeway, which has NOTHING to do with your side, but still causes painful traffic.

4. Rush hour: 7-10 am or 5-8 pm. Really big chunks of your day when EVERYONE is trying to get somewhere.

5. Event-based: Lakers game, Dodgers game, concert at the Hollywood Bowl. I once spent an extra hour in traffic because of a Jay-Z concert. Thanks for that.

6. Construction: Not only is your road closed, but the detour is jam packed. Like the night they closed the 5 when I was trying to get home from the airport at midnight. Not cool.

 

That’s all for now- gotta save some for my book!

entertainment

Sure, most reality shows are really bad

especially DANCE reality shows. There’s no end to them: So you think you can dance, Step it up and dance, etc. They aren’t filmed right and they mix too many different types of dancers together. Can a hip-hop dancer really compete with a formally trained ballet dancer? doubt it.

But there is one ray of hope. America’s Best Dance Crew was a hit with its first season. It’s filmed so that you can really see the talent of the dancers, and the crews are truly artists.

The second season has started up, and there are some really interesting groups. I have to admit I am a little biased because I have a friend on one of the crews, but even if I didn’t I would still love this show. Check it out Thursdays at 10 pm.

Here’s a clip of my friends crew, Fanny Pak: