Caution: Severe Side Effects May Occur when Voting

Warning, talk to your Doctor before supporting any of this year's presidential candidates as voting for them may cause severe side effects such as abdominal pain, fatigue, fever, high blood pressure, vomiting, severe chest pains, impotence, priapism, enlargement of the breasts for both men and women, and a tendency to act extremely silly, cynical, drink heavily and even invade your friend's medicine cabinets for any prescription medications that may result in deep, hypnotic sleep such as Propofol

Boy Who Cried Cain

Even though I am not a fan of Republican Candidate Herman Cain, accusations of sexual harassment should not be used as a political football- EVER. Any woman who has been sexually harassed knows what that means. We're talking "being threatened she will lose her job if she doesn't give up her goodies", and does not include compliments that she looks pretty in a dress. When every issue become an agenda for politicization, the real cases all valid and pertinent issues becomes "The Boy Cried Wolf." I have been harassed and have quit jobs to keep my integrity. Wait for the evidence before this becomes another joke that will allow women to be taken less seriously than we already are.

Bunny Girl does Politics

Just because I dressed as a "Bunny" for Halloween does not mean I am turning back the clock for women or feminists. On the contrary, women should be allowed to make the same stupid choices that men have always been able to make historically. On that note, we can be hot, sexy, smart, political or none of the above. That is what the Feminist Movement was all about; autonomy and pro-choice in all arenas. So take that to the bunny bakery and eat it!

Cain Aint' Able to Harass Me

If Republican Tea Party Candidate Herman Cain said I looked hot in a bathing suit, I would NOT have charged him with sexual harassment or asked for an 'out of court' settlement. I would have said 'Thank You" and left it at that. True sexual harassment has to do with using sex as a means of power, not for complimenting women or men for how they look. The problem with America today is that we take everything to extremes so ridiculous that the vital and original messages get lost in the circus of legal propaganda and agenda-driven hyperbole that only hurts us all . . . as we are all part of the larger society and will all- therefore suffer the repercussions.

Black Southern Fried Chicken and Chinese Tchotchkes

I am a Japanese Russian Jew with an Italian name, I love Black Southern fried chicken, I am an Anglophile, a lover of Greek philosophy, I buy gadgets made in China, used books from Jewish-owned stores, drive a German car, and as of late I am obsessed with French cheese, women from India and the history of World War II. What is your colorful American story?

Oscar Wilde and Men

“Women love us for our defects. If we have enough of them, they will forgive us everything, even our gigantic intellects," Oscar Wilde . . .
And believe me, take it from a full fledged woman, this is true:) Men are human, not perfect, just like us females, and when they can be real and vulnerable and tender, that is when we see them as strong and being able to protect us . . . as politically incorrect as that sounds.

Death and Being a Japanese Jew

The subject of death can be spiritually torturous enough, but try growing up within two different cultures with polar opposite views as I did with a Japanese mother and Jewish father! Let's just sum up my cultural confusion with the following quotes I heard continuously as a child. The first from a Japanese Emperor, "Generally speaking, the way of the warrior is the resolute acceptance of death." And the other from Woody Allen, "It's not that I'm afraid to die. I just don't want to be there when it happens." Excuse me now as I contemplate Hari Kari while simultaneously contemplating how I might use Gefilte Fish as a dangerous weapon.

My Body or My Mind?

"If I had a dime for every time a man told me he loved me for my mind and not for my body, I'd have about thirty cents," Francesca Biller

Heaven Must be Missing an Angel

The next time a man tells me that heaven must me missing an angel, because he's looking at one right now, I think I may just thoroughly lose it just give him just what he wants which will include stripping down to cherub apparel with just a loincloth, sing Gregorian chants and play a harp right into his ear. Do you think that will turn him off or turn him on?

Don't Diss the OWS!

Sure, Wall Street protestors and others around the country aren't as radical as those in the 1960's, but if you aren't going to join them, then don't you dare berate them. At least they're doing something while some live with unemployment, no healthcare and even homeless. Corporate greed will only bustle under the direct result of financial radicalism by taking charge of our own fiscal autonomy . . hmmm . . . perhaps by refusing to buy products, services and not paying new fees by Banks who we just bailed out. Stop whining and pointing fingers and start acting!

Pickup Line of the Day

Pickup line of the day: As I was browsing the history section of Barnes and Noble, a grey fox approached me nonchalantly and said, "If only I had been King Henry VIII, I would not have needed eight wives but only you, that is . . . if you also happened to live in England during the 1500's." And then he just walked away with his Latte. Can anyone say "hot" ? Where are my smelling salts when I need them?

Ham for a Jew

Okay fine, so I am not a good practicing Jew as I was at the market and made my Jewish boyfriend buy me a three pound ham, after which I fried him some thick pieces along with fried eggs and hot coffee with milk. But I "am" a good girlfriend as I fed him and he certainly didn't look like he was suffering afterwards. That's what makes a nice partner, being willing to let go of some traditions, laugh at the situation, and be joyous that you are "both" joyous. Life is taken much too seriously. Enjoy! Celebrate! Capiche?

Breast Support

‎"Even though I support much of what the feminist movement has to offer, I would never burn any of my bras because I believe they give my breasts the support they truly deserve," Francesca Biller

A Simpler, Richer Time

Once upon a time I when I was very young I grew up in a world in which my mother spoke softly to me about her farming days of childhood, and my father read to me stories by Hans Christian Anderson.
In the afternoons, my siblings and I played outside and built forts and imaginary worlds where we took turns being pauper and prince, servant and princess.
And in the evenings, we sat together, the six of us at the dinner table while we shared about our days, our dreams and our thoughts about art, culture, politics or sometimes about nothing at all.
Those days when I was very young were not polluted by the distractions of countless electronic devices, the need for constant instant gratification or gossip about famous people who were infamous about nothing at all.
These were the days of magic when I felt I belonged and when I learned and believed my worth, not because I stole it, bought it or swindled it, but because I lived my worth each day with people who I looked up to.
In the quiet peace of yesteryear, everything was possible simply because . . . we all believed that it was.