Car talk
My car got stolen a week ago. I miss it. It was the perfect car. This is a photo of one that looks like it, along with the last known photo of the actual car (Vince is leaning on it). I just wanted to share.
*Sob!*
liz | 4:02 PM | Uncategorized
Bahamas y mas
I just read an article by D. Paul Reilley in the Nassau Guardian, which is a newspaper in the Bahamas (pictured). I find the piece fascinating for two reasons:
1) The author uses the word “whilst.” I think whilst isn’t used often enough. Lest, too, should be used more often. D. Paul Reilley knows this.
2) Reilley asserts people can get over depression on their own, through force of will. I don’t generally present these arguments, but I thought it would be interesting to hear from an island nation.
Depression is anger turned Inside
liz | 2:11 PM | Uncategorized
I’m concerned about this girl
Amy Winehouse is a talented young woman, as you can see. I learned about her from PW’s editor, Tim Whitaker. This song of hers is torturing me. I can’t stop singing it. Jewtastic.com salutes Winehouse for scoring big at the Brit Awards (along with countryman/fellow Jew Sacha Baron Cohen). And I do, too. Good for you, bubela! (The English singer started her career in a group she characterized as a “white, Jewish Salt ’n’ Pepa.” Sweet.)
But Winehouse has serious issues, and I’m not sure she’s addressing them. She was diagnosed with manic-depression, but won’t take meds. And despite being a problem drinker and despite the insane behavior her drinking causes her to indulge in, she won’t … well … go to rehab. She’s trying to manage her alcoholism on her own, she says, because she doesn’t believe in getting help.
In October she punched a fan and then apologized for being a nasty drunk. Just a few days ago, after bailing on a concert because she was drunk and ran off the stage to vomit (and then didn’t come back), Winehouse said she was undergoing her own personal detox. Unfortunately, she’s chosen Kelly Osbourne as her protector, which seems an odd choice.
Additionally, she’s struggled with anorexia and bulimia, as you can see from the photo after the jump.
Here’s what I have to say to Amy: Girl, you drink too much and you love getting tattoos. That would be enough to get you excommunicated by our stricter rabbinic bretheren. But refusing to see a shrink? You might as well eat a pig on a spit with an apple in its mouth! Hand in that mezuzah!
(And seriously, get some help. There’s no shame in it. Just ask a blogger!)
liz | 10:41 AM | Uncategorized
Touché.
In response to today’s earlier post about Mandy Moore, an astute TTWS reader named Barbie writes the following:
It is not heartening to know that Mandy is depressed. I find this to be an (albeit possible slim attempt at humor) insult to Mandy and many other women who may fall into a leggy blonde category. Or brunette, or redhead, etc. This is a subtle form of discrimination. Try going blonde for a week and see how it goes.
I have had friends like this…people who see the image and not the person. It sucks. So does depression. I dare add, that at times the discrimination based on looks caused my own depression. Discrimination and judgment really took off when the blonde cheerleader gained weight. Oh there are one’s reveling in that thought. Barbie de-throned and diagnosed with a mental illness. All of the insecure gals cheer. Thank God, the blonde bimbo feels like I do.
Maybe she already did.
[I used another photo of Mandy here—one where she looks happy and glowy. Sorry for my small-minded vision of her, Barbie.]
liz | 4:19 PM | Uncategorized
Song of the day: “Depression River”
Granted, this song by Leeroy Stagger—is that his real name? Who names their kid Leeroy?—isn’t really about depression. Well, it’s about Depression, but not the kind of depression we love around here. Nonetheless, I like the song, even if it does sound like Lynard Skynard had a baby with the Allman Brothers and named him … Leeroy.
This is a good shot of Stagger (that sounds like a drink, right? “Barkeep, I’ll have a shot of Stagger”). I like the photo because he’s wearing a Who T-shirt in it, and I love the Who.
liz | 1:09 PM | Uncategorized
True confession: Tues., Jan. 23, 2007
In two parts:
1) The list of nominees was announced for the Academy Awards, and even though I know they’re dumb and Hollywood’s dumb and it’s all a meaningless mockery of true meaning, I can’t wait to watch.
2) And if Martin Scorsese (pictured), my favorite filmmaker, doesn’t finally win best director (for The Departed, which I loved beyond all reason), I will cry salty tears. Actually, if he does win I’ll probably cry too.
liz | 12:48 PM | Uncategorized
Depression Confession: Mandy Moore
Isn’t it heartening to know that even beautiful people get depressed? I take comfort in the thought that pretty Mandy Moore—tall (5′9), with flat abs and soft blond hair—is finding life unappealing. Sorry, Mandy, but I can’t help it.
Moore surprised by depression problem
liz | 11:05 AM | Uncategorized
Pfizer: Less optimistic than Wyeth
Pfizer to lay off 10,000 workers
liz | 6:14 PM | Uncategorized
In-Sanney?
Harry Sanney Sr. has been arrested again for a crime relating to a child. This time he’s been accused of molestation. He was 22 in 1969 when a child named (poignantly, I think) Peanut Reynolds was killed, allegedly by Sanney. He was ordered to undergo psych treatment in Attica, but he only served five years for Peanut’s assault. He was arrested again in 1989 and 1990.
In his signed confession for the most recent crime, he said, “I know I have a disease that makes me do these things and I did not want it to happen again.”
Mental Health Could be Issue in Child Molestation Case
liz | 3:29 PM | Uncategorized
