Reports of Sade’s return seem greatly exaggerated.

She's baaack....or is she?

She's baaack....or is she?

Sitting here wasting my time
Would be like
Waiting for the sun to rise
It’s all too clear things come and go
Sitting here waiting for you
Would be like waiting for winter
It’s gonna be cold
There may even
Be snow

~ Sade/”Love Is Stronger Than Pride

Nine years is a bit of a wait.   Nine  winters have come and nine winters have gone since the last time Sade graced us with her presence.

Nine years ago there were no Ipods.  No MP3 players.  Not much in the way of blogs or internet radio.  Nine years ago MTV still played music videos (I think).   There wasn’t even an American Idol.

In one of my first posts when I started blogging nearly a  year ago I pointed out that it had been a long time since one of my favorite artists (and most enduring crushes) Sade Adu had made a new album.  Her last album, Lovers Rock (2000) was released so long ago even His Purpleness, Prince, jokingly said he was getting sick of waiting for Sade to make a new album.

So a lot of people have been waiting and waiting and waiting even longer for some sign that Sade was back in the studio and some new music might be on the horizon.

I got the news from my 14-year-old daughter this morning the new Sade album was on the way this fall.    Being both a pessimist and hopeless romantic, I was just a wee bit skeptical.   There had been other rumors of Sade going back into the studio and they had always proven to be nothing but illusion and rumor.    Like any good journalist I waited until I could confirm it from another source before believing it.

I Googled “Sade” under the news category and sure enough there was an article from  The Guardian (U.K.) newspaper confirming the return of the reclusive chanteuse.

R&B singer Sade is to release her first album in nine years, according to reports. Sade’s US website has been refreshed and a new site,, has been launched with purported information about the forthcoming record.

According to the new – and still unauthenticated – artist site, “[Sade] does not make albums for the money, Sade is an artist who creates music purely on inspiration. Hence why we’ve waited nearly a decade for another release, like a poet with a nine-year year dry spell until she fell in love again, Sade will bless us with another classic.

Of course, this being Sade we’re talking about I won’t believe it until I have the CD in my hot little hands.  The Sade2009 web site  tries hard  to look legitimate, but something about it  appears a bit “off”.

The artist deep in thought (or depression).

The artist deep in thought (or depression).

Here’s why.  It starts with the quote from the site in The Guardian and one troubling word: “unauthenticated.”

Sade does not make albums for the money.” (Really?  Then why do they stop me at the cash register when I try to walk out of the store with one of her albums?  She ain’t giving her music away for free.)

“Sade is an artist who creates music purely on inspiration.” (Oh puh-leeze!  You want me to believe it takes almost a decade for Sade to get inspired?  Take some Zoloft and get over yourself, darlin’).

“Hence why we’ve waited nearly a decade for another release, like a poet with a nine-year year dry spell until she fell in love again, Sade will bless us with another classic.”

Now that’s just silly.  I seriously doubt Sade has gone through a “nine-year dry spell” but even if she has, she has to fall in love before she can drag her butt into a studio to crank out a record?    Sade has only made five studio albums over 25 years and there was a eight-year gap between 1992’s Love Deluxe and Lovers Rock.   That’s a little more than a “dry spell”.  That”s a creative Sahara.

As a  music critic I get plenty of CDs  with promotional materials promising claims that this new album is the best one the artist has ever made  and will be a monster that will burn up the charts.  Not once have I ever read a promotion that claimed the artist will “bless us with another classic.”   The Artist and Repertoire (A&R) folks can be pretty gung-ho about their releases, but they know the difference between calm confidence in a performer and wild exaggeration.

As much as I liked Lovers Rock, it wasn’t one of Sade’s best albums and fell far short of being a “classic.”    It’s cool with me if anyone thinks otherwise.   I’m just a bit skeptical that any A&R  professional would treat even Sade as if  she’s a high priestess arisen to bring forth the good word to her faithful acolytes.

The kicker is there is only one photograph and that’s the cover shot from Love Deluxe of a nude and topless Sade cradling her body.   Yes, it’s one of my favorite pictures of the lady, but it’s not the one I’d use on a website to announce her return.   It looks like a terrible scan and letters from the text disappear against her body.  The phrasing of words seem to be from someone for whom English is not their native language.  It’s strictly amateur night.

Even more telling, is the absence of a record label logo.  Sade has been recording for the Epic label of Sony Music and the distinct “Sony” and “Epic” labels are missing from the Sade2009 site.

All which leads me to conclude while the reports in The Guardian of a new album might be legitimate, the website is a fraud.

I went to the website and there is no notice of a new album.  The same deal applies on the homepage of the Sony Music Group.    Very unusual for a musician with a dedicated, die-hard fan base as Sade.   Her return after nearly a decade should be big news for a troubled music business, but there’s nothing official, no buzz, and nothing but internet chatter and a suspciously inauthentic website.

Someone appears to be playing mind games with long-suffering Sade fans.

UPDATE: According to, Sade is indeed back in the recording studio, but according to bandmate, Stuart Matthewman, they are still in the beginning phase and a November release may be a bit optimistic.

“She is in the studio and the album will come when it is ready,” a source at Sony tells Billboard. “You don’t wait for years for one and then rush it.”

Sade’s longtime bandmate Stuart Matthewman, a.k.a. Cottonbelly, also confirms that new material is in progress, though he says the project is still in its “early days” and won’t be close to finished until “later in the year.”

Keep the fires burning.  It appears we’re closer than we were, but still a ways off before Sade “blesses” us again.

Sonia Sotomayor: A Hispanic Causing Panic with Conservatives.

President Obama introduces Judge Sotomayor as his Supreme Court pick.

President Obama introduces Judge Sotomayor as his Supreme Court pick.

A friend of mine put it this way when asked does she support Sonia Sotomayor’s nomination to the Supreme Court:

  • Why is Sotomayor conservative enough for Bush Sr., but not Obama?
  • Why is it rude to mention race unless you’re holding it against someone?
  • Wouldn’t the GOP pat themselves on the back for being oh so inclusive if Obama had an R by his name?
  • Why is bringing gender life experiences to the bench a con, unless they’re male?
  • Why is bringing racial life experiences to the bench a con, unless they’re white?
  • Why is bringing gender and racial life experiences to the bench a con, unless they’re male and black?
  • How is a minority Supreme Court nominee an Affirmative Action nominee if all the finalists are minorities?

I eagerly anticipate the conservatives who pride themselves on being both color-blind and free of the shackles of political correctness explaining why they then applauded Clarence Thomas whom also had a compelling backstory (but nowhere near Sotomayor’s legal qualifications, rulings and experience) but now are whining “identity politics.”

The GOP doesn’t want to appear to rubber-stamp Obama’s choice especially since all he is doing is replacing a moderate-to-liberal judge with another moderate-to-liberal judge. The balance of power on the Court will remain as is. Were it a Scalia or Thomas or even Kennedy leaving instead of Souter, you would see the Republicans fiercely gear up to protect the conservative majority.

With Judge Sotomayor they have to appear to put up a fight to satisfy their red-meat, right-wing Southern base of support but without ticking off women and Hispanics whose support they will need in the 2010 Congressional elections.  It’s a tricky and delicate balancing act.   But unless Judge Sotomayor flips the bird to Senator Sessions, the top Republican on the Judiciary Committee or there’s a dirty little secret in her past waiting to come out, she can start looking for an apartment in Washington.

While we’re waiting for that other shoe to drop, let’s review Judge Sotomayor’s testimony to the Senate Judiciary Committee before her appointment to the U.S. Court of Appeals for the Second Circuit.

I tried to in my opening statement, I tried to provide a little picture of who I am as a human being and how my background and my experiences have shaped me and brought me to this point. …

I don’t come from an affluent background or a privileged background. My parents were both quite poor when they were growing up. … When a case comes before me involving, let’s say, someone who is an immigrant, I can’t help but think of my own ancestors, because it wasn’t that long ago when they were in that position. …

But when I look at those cases, I have to say to myself, and I do say to myself, “You know, this could be your grandfather, this could be your grandmother. They were not citizens at one time, and they were people who came to this country.” … When I get a case about discrimination, I have to think about people in my own family who suffered discrimination because of their ethnic background or because of religion or because of gender. And I do take that into account.

Oops! My bad. That wasn’t Sonia Sotomayor. That was some guy named Samuel Alito in his confirmation hearing for the Supreme Court.

Wow. A White guy stating his “life experiences” shapes the way he might rule on a case. Looks like Judge Sotomayor will fit right in.

New York on my mind.

It’s been ten years since we last visited New York City and not a day goes by I’m not acutely aware of that sad truth.

My wife and I had plans to follow up 2008’s Chicago trip with just the two of us in returning to New York.  But when you want to make God laugh make plans.  Both circumstances and college tuition conspired to make that idea a non-starter. 

We’ve been to New York at least four or five times over the years and it is our favorite city.  The first visit was via a Greyhound bus.  Whoever said “leave the driving to us” has some harsh words coming from me.  That was a freaking nightmare. As soon as we got to our hotel Vanessa was back at the Port Authority to cash in our bus tickets and we flew back.    Experience is what you get when you don’t get what you want.   We got experienced. 

Unless you know someone and have a place to crash, you’ve got to find someplace to stay and hotels in Manhattan are not cheap. 

Usually, but not always.   Our favorite place is The Edison Hotel (or Hotel Edison) where we’ve stayed probably three times.    

The other night I was The Godfather on DVD and the hotel lobby Luca Brazzi walks through before he sleeps with the fishes is the Edison Hotel. 

I’m not going to pretend that the Edison is the most fabulous  hotel in New York City.  Far from it.  It’s old (built in 1931) and the rooms aren’t the largest or the most plush, but it’s got two things going for it.  First, it’s a within easy walking distance of the heart of Times Square and second, it’s a great value.    I don’t need to name drop the name of some five-star hotel (with a five star price).   Gimme a clean place to sleep with a reasonably polite and professional staff and I’m good to go.

The Edison Hotel (or is it the Hotel Edison?)

The Edison Hotel (or is it the Hotel Edison?)

We learned the hard way when we go to NYC, we absolutely must stay at The Edison.   The first time we didn’t we stay at a dump called the Portland Square.   I’ve had closets that were roomier and more inviting that this shithole.   Happily, I’ve consumed enough alcohol since then to forget most of the unhappy details about the joint.   There is no forgetting though the “bed” (that’s what they called it) had a mattress that must have been lined with rocks. 

The only thing this hotel from hell has going in its favor is it’s just a block away from Times Square.   That’s great because any excuse to get out of the cracker boxes they call rooms is a good one.   I found myself having to walk around 42nd Street (during it’s pre-Giuliani sanitized days when it was still sleazy, skanky and slightly risky) at 3:00 in the morning just to make myself tired enough to go back and attempt to sleep.  

I got curious enough to Google the Portland Square to see if  had been torn down as a health hazard or at least to reduced urban blight, but nope, it’s still there and still ruining vacations.

Okay.. i couldn’t wait to get home and write a review for this Hotel. I stayed there March 31st 2009 to April 1st !!!! This is the wost “budget” hotel ive stayed in thus far. Yes the outside to the lobby looks great !! not soo much !! The room was super small, had pipes exposed , paint peeling, rusty, no heat, i was freezinggg , i had to sleep in extra clothing and wrap up tight in the covers, which were infested with bugs ! as soon as i layed down i started to itch really bad, i mean from my head to my toes, even my hair. After only 2 minutes i got up, lifted my shirt up and looked in the mirror, my back and arms were covered with red bumps and i was itching soo soo bad !!! As i was laying down i could literally feel bugs crawling up my skin ! it was horrible ! I am back home , and i am still itching like crazyy !!! The bathrooms were dirty and smelly also !! I could go on forever about the bad things on this hotel, but i dont have the time. The only thing i LOVED about the hotel was the location, i took a few steps out of the hotel and i was in the mist of beautiful Times Square!!! oh and the staff were nice and helpful!

Wow…not only does the hall smell of formaldehyde, the elevator worked going up but broke on the way down. I stayed all of five minutes which was just enough time for them to bill my card. Mind you it has been over 2 weeks and they have still not credited back the pending transactions on my account. As much as I loved the pictures of the hotel on the site, I do not know which hotel they were photographing, not theirs. The elevator is claustrophobic hell about four feet wide. The walls and tub were dirty, I felt I would be murdered in my sleep. DO NOT STAY for a reason.

I was entertained by one night in this terrible, terrible hotel. Having prepaid for the room, I decided I should stay. At least now I’ve good stories about that night.

Among the various happenings: (1) keys given for the wrong room (imagine the naked man’s surprise to having me fling open his door, and, yes, his room was nicer than the one I ultimately received); (2) a room only slighter larger than my “standard double” bed; (3) bed sheets apparently holding previous guests’ evenings of yellowish and brown “fun”; (4) two pieces of sort-of furniture from which most of the laminate covering had been removed;( 5) carpet with spots of unknown origin and hairs of unknown species; (6) a bathroom featuring alternating spits of brown chilled and boiling water in the shower; (7) a nice assortment of others’ public hair on the “nightstand”; (8) trash in the hallway; (9) no lights in the hallway (so the trash becomes less a problem); and a smell best described as a combination of a portable outhouse, ashtray, and Renuzit.

William Gibson and Eli Roth were obviously inspired by stays at the Portland Square Hotel. But for those not seeking inspiration—and who wish to avoid bed critters and waste from other humans—spend your $250+ a night elsewhere.

Okay,  you get the idea.  The Portland Square is a place where Norman Bates would feel right at home.   If  President Obama is really stuck for a place to put the detainees after he closes Guatanemo, I’d recommend the Portland Square.  After a few nights there, they’ll be begging to go back or be waterboarded. 

Abandon hope, all ye who enter here.

Abandon hope, all ye who enter here.

 As the saying goes, I love New York, but you have to do your homework before you choose a place to lay your head.


“Precious” (or what in the world could make me want to see a movie with Mo’nique?)

Is there a place in the world (or Hollywood) for a 300-lb, pregnant Black teenager with dreams?

Is there a place in the world (or Hollywood) for a 300-lb, pregnant Black teenager with dreams?

Anyone that knows me knows two things about me:  I’m pretty much indifferent about anything the name of Tyler Perry is attached to and if you want to unleash a flood of negative and nasty cracks expose to anything featuring the “comedian” known as Mo’nique.

Life has gone on quite nicely with me never having watched any of Perry’s plays, movies or television shows.  Mo’nique with her way over the top persona, “I hate skinny bitches” rap just seems to wallow in this bizarre “I’m big, loud, fat and fabulous” persona that wears on me like nails dragging across a blackboard.

I don’t begrudge her or Perry for their success.  They’re certainly entitled to do what they have to do to get paid, but I always vowed it would be a cold day in hell before either one of them ever saw a dime of my hard-earned party money.   Madea meets Mo’nique?  Wow.  Not my idea of a good time.

So why do I find myself looking forward to seeing a movie produced by Perry and starring Mo’nique?

Because when a small independent film is produced by Perry and Oprah Winfrey, wins the Best Picture at the Sundance Film Festival and is generating buzz for a Oscar-worthy performance by Mo’nique,  it’s a sure sign we’re officially not in Stereotypical Negro Land any more.

The movie is called Precious, based on the book “Push” by the writer Sapphire.   Here is a synopsis from Indie Wire:

Lee Daniels’ “Push” is based on the novel by Sapphire. It is described by the Sundance catalog as the story of “Precious Jones (Gabourey Sidibe), a high-school girl with nothing working in her favor. She is pregnant with her father’s child—for the second time. She can’t read or write, and her schoolmates tease her for being fat. Her home life is a horror, ruled by a mother (Mo’Nique) who keeps her imprisoned both emotionally and physically. Precious’s instincts tell her one thing: if she’s ever going to break from the chains of ignorance, she will have to dig deeply into her own resources.”

The movie’s title was changed from “Push” to “Precious” to avoid confusion with Push, a forgettable  CGI action flick that came and went without a trace earlier this year.   Despite winning the Grand Prize at Sundance and Mo’nique’s harrowing performance as the abusive mother of Precious won a best supporting actress recognition by  the festival Grand Jury , the film was not picked up by a distributor until a few weeks later.

L-R: Mariah Carey, Gabourey Sidibe, Lee Daniels, Monique, Paula Patton

L-R: Mariah Carey, Gabourey Sidibe, Lee Daniels, Mo'nique, Paula Patton

The question is will audiences come out to support a dark story about a 300-lb illiterate Black girl who isn’t pretty or light-skinned?   Daniels, a first-time, untrained director not only chose an unconventional story with an unsual central character, in Mo’nique he took someone most known for playing variations of herself on screen, added musicians in supporting roles (a de-glammed Mariah Carey as a social worker and Lenny Kravitz as a  nurse) wtih a few genuine actors (Paula Patton  and The View’s Sherri Shepherd).

Those of us who sit down in the dark to watch a movie and experience something more than sensory overload from popcorn entertainment filled with computer generated special effects and explosions often complain (okay, we whine a bit too) over the lack of intelligent stories and “real” characters that tug our heart strings and make us think instead of merely being bludgeoned into submission by sensory overload.

To put it another way, if we don’t support serious filmmakers we’re doomed to a steady diet of Transformers, GI Joe and other schlock.

I’m not a fan of Mo’nique, but I am a fan of solid acting and if she is as good in Precious as advertised, I’m going to have to put aside my prejudices and preconceptions for a while and support a little movie that seems to be brimming with the potential to be something special.

Precious opens in November 2009.  Just in time for Academy Award consideration.  Which means don’t be shocked if next February you hear the words “The Academy Award for the best supporting acting performance in a film goes to…Mo’nique in Precious.”

Evil Dick keeps picking the scabs.

Would you trust your government to this man?

Would you trust your country to this man?

Evil Dick Cheney gave a speech today lauding the anti-terrorism steps undertaken by The Cheney/Bush Administration and blasting the Obama Administration for following their policies including harsh interrogation methods.

The more Cheney talks the more likely it is there will be either a Congressional “Truth Commission” to investigate what went on or at least the prosecution of the Cheney/Bush Justice Department lawyers that provided the legal justification for waterboarding and other torture tactics.

It’s a pretty sick joke that Evil Dick Cheney, the same cold SOB who failed to protect the nation from the worst terrorist attack on American soil wants to puff up his chest and crow like a rooster of how good of a job he’s done since then.

It’s like a poor student who got a “F” on their first exam bragging about the “D” he brought it up to.

Bush/Cheney failed on 9/11. Failed in Afghanistan. Failed in Iraq. What can you expect from two chickenhawks who avoided war but gladly send thousands of Americans to die in a war against an enemy that had nothing to do with the attack on America.

The more Cheney tries to defend the record of the Cheney Administration the more he reminds us of how piss-poor of a job he did on September 11, 2001. All his revisionism, excuses and bullshit can’t change that.

A smart man would stop reminding the world how badly he screwed up.  A humble man would allow history to set the record straight.   Evil Dick was never humble and he isn’t being very smart.

Cheney isn’t engaged in a war against terror. He’s waging a war against Obama.

See this Dick?  YOU didnt prevent it.

See this Dick? YOU didn't prevent it.

 Cheney is such a fundamentially dishonest and deceptive human being that he lies even when he knows his lies will be swiftly discovered and debunked. Why anyone would trust a man whom is both a habitiual liar and a coward is a continued source of wonderment to me.

Isn’t it interesting that a man who hid out from the majority of his tenure in office in a bunker emerging only to give a few speeches before friendly hand-picked audiences now has become a  media whore who won’t  go away or shut the hell up?

I’m willing to agree that there is always a possibility for another terrorist attack in a country the size of America within the next  four years, four months or four weeks.

But an excellent chance? No. I’m not as willing to buy into the line of bull Evil Cheney and his felllow travelers are trying to sell the American people (as they have continually through four Congressional and two presidential elections since 9/11).

Political dynamics are not changed easily. The voters didn’t punish Bush and Cheney in 2002 or 2004 despite their failure to protect the nation on 9/11. They rewarded them with majorities and eventually total control of the White House and Congress. Remember Karl Rove prediciting a permanent Republican majority? Whatever happened to that wet dream?

The assumption is if we get hit again it will be President Obama’s fault or at least that’s the narrative Cheney is trying to create. It’s politically astute to do so even if it positively Machivellian in it’s crass cynicism.

But Richard B. Cheney never was a stickler over putting the interests of the nation over gaining a political advantage.

Scaring the shit out of people has worked very well for Republicans and obviously Evil Dick thinks there’s some life still left in the tactic.Not since Tricky Dick Nixon has there been a politician who is so hopelessy treacherous, unprincipled and a habitiual liar as Evil Dick Cheney.   When a man lies as repeatedly, consistently and with such contempt for truth and honesty as Cheney does he is never again entitled to the benefit of the doubt. 

The smartest way to handle Evil Dick Cheney is to assume he’s guilty of lying until proven differently.

NFL player says “NObama” for him.

Harrison is tough on presidents...and Cleveland Browns fans too.

Harrison is tough on presidents...and Cleveland Browns fans too.

It’s customary for the Super Bowl champions to visit the White House where they meet the president, present him with a team jersey he will never wear and pose for the obligatory photo op.

James Harrison of the Pittsburgh Steelers won’t be accompanying his teammates to meet President Obama Thursday.  His reasons why slightly defies logic and good common sense.   Harrison, the 2008 NFL Defensive Player  of the Year told a Pittsburgh television station:

This is how I feel — if you want to see the Pittsburgh Steelers, invite us when we don’t win the Super Bowl. As far as I’m concerned, he [Obama] would’ve invited Arizona if they had won.” 

Anybody want to tell Harrison it’s the winners, not the losers, who get the White House invitation?   Nobody asks the team that loses the Super Bowl if  they’re going to Disneyland.  The presumption is they’re just going home. 

To be fair,  this is the first time Harrison has skipped the White House ceremony.  He snubbed George Bush in 2006 after the Steelers won Super Bowl XL.     I  imagine the image-conscious NFL is none too pleased about Harrison blowing off Chief Executives this way.

There are 32 teams in the NFL.  Only one wins the Super Bowl.   Does Harrison really not grasp this not-very-difficult concept or does he really expect the President of the United States to take time out to meet with the 31 teams that didn’t win like the Detroit Lions? 

The Lions only lost every game last season.  They not only could use a federal bail-out, a big hug might be nice too.

What can be said about Mr. James Harrison, a quarterback stomping linebacker for the world champs?

Keep in mind this is a guy who makes a living running around a football field wreaking havoc by throwing his body into other large men with great impact and at a high rate of speed for which he is well compensated.

Hey! I thought the prez was a basketball fan!

Hey! I thought the prez was a basketball fan!

Should we be surprised then that James Harrison doesn’t exactly come off as a Rhodes scholar?

Two words: Dumb. Jock.

Wayman Tisdale 1964-2009

Tisdale made the transition from NBA to smooth jazz.

Tisdale made the transition from NBA to smooth jazz.

Most athletes when they hang up their sneakers quietly fade away.  A few make the transition to a second career.  Even fewer become successful in their new endeavor.

Wayman Tisdale played power forward for the Phoenix Suns, Sacramento Kings and the Indiana Pacers in a 12-uear career.  He was the all-time leading scorer and rebounder at the University of Oklahoma. 

Tisdale never won a championship as a pro, but in his 12 seasons he hustled, made plays and was an asset to the teams he played for.

In 1995, Tisdale released his first album, Power Forward, which was a play on words as that was the position he played on the court.  Most of his album titles were variations on basketball terms including Rebound,  In the Zone and Hang Time.

Tisdale played for three teams in 12 seasons in the NBA.

Tisdale played for three teams in 12 seasons in the NBA.

In 2006, I reviewed Tisdale’s album Way Up! for All About Tisdale would later include the review on his website.   I never had the chance to interview him which is something I throughly regret.   From everything I’ve read and heard about Tisdale, he took his music as seriously as squaring off against any opponent on the hardwood.

The electric bass has gone from being merely a timekeeping compliment in music to a lead instrument as Tisdale successfully followed in the big footprints of Larry Graham,  Bootsy Collins and Stanley Clarke in the style of thumbing, slapping and popping the strings to get a fatter, fuller and far funkier sound from the bass.

Tisdale was diagnosed with cancer in 2007 following a fall in his home.  His right leg was broken in the fall and doctors, wondering why the leg  broke so easily subsequently discovered the cancer.    The leg would later be amputated but Tisdale would continue to perform and play.  In 2008, he released the album Rebound.

Tisdale is survived by his wife  and their four children.


“Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell.” A old problem is Obama’s new headache.

When will Obama end Dont Ask, Dont Tell?

When will Obama end "Don't Ask, Don't Tell?"

President Obama has never met  Lt. Dan Choi, but I bet he’s become very familiar with his name.

Choi, a platoon leader in the National Guard, a West Point graduate and a fluent speaker in the Arabic language, has gone public with his anger over being dismissed from the military due to his status as an openly gay man.   Choi, who recently returned from Iraq says, he is “extremely angry” and vows to fight the “Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell” policy.

“Don’t lie. Don’t hide. Don’t discriminate. Don’t weaken the military,”  Choi said in a interview on The Rachel Maddow Show.

A lot of folks seem to think if the President of the United States pays attention to their particular problem or issue that means it will be fixed to their satisfaction.

These folks also believe the tooth fairy put a quarter under their pillow and that some jolly old fat bastard came down the chimney to leave a G.I. Joe with the Kung-fu grip under the Christmas tree.

Democracy is not like the drive-thru window at Burger King. You can’t always get something fixed right fucking now. Sometimes you have to wait and more times than not you don’t get exactly what you want, how you want and when you want.

I’m not at all surprised gay activists has taken this particular issue and turned it into an example of how Obama is ignoring their issues.

Of course, should the president nominate a lesbian to the Supreme Court that will earn him some points with the very same gay activists that are blasting him now. Of course if he does so he’ll piss off the Hispanics who are also feeling kind of ignored and there are some Black folks who want a Black woman or man on the Court to counter-balance Clarence Thomas.

There always will be groups, voting blocs, core supporters and critical constituencies that feel THEIR cause should be the president’s cause if for no other reason than they voted for him.

But that’s a rather naive and unsophisticated way of looking at how politics work. Obama not only can’t micromanage the military and personally step in every time a solider is discharged under “Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell,” he shouldn’t. A president can impose his will upon the military, but he had better be damn careful on what issues he champions because there are a lot of Americans who don’t believe the armed forces is the right place for social engineering.
Is Lt. Tsao unfit to serve because shes a lesbian?

Is Lt. Tsao unfit to serve because she's a lesbian?

But while the president might wish to put off ending DADT, until he does the policy is ending prematurely the careers of  gay soldiers.
One of them, Lt. Sandy Choi, in Janurary wrote a letter to the Commander-In-Chief to express frustration that her sexual orientation would be used against her so she could no longer serve.
Lt. Choi wrote in a letter excerpted in a blog on
Today is Chinese New Year day. I hope it will bring good fortune to you and your newly elected office. Today is also the day I inform my chain of command of who I am. One of the seven army values is integrity. It means choosing to do the right thing no matter what the consequences may be. As a Christian, this also means living an honest life.
Lt. Tsao’s letter concluded:

We have the best military in the world and I would like to continue to be part of it. My mother can tell you it is my dream to serve our country. I have fought and overcome many barriers to arrive at the point I am at today. This is the only battle I fear I may lose. Even if it is too late for me, I do hope, Mr. President, that you will help us to win the war against prejudice so that future generations will continue to work together and fight for our freedoms regardless of race, color, gender, religion, national origin or sexual orientation.

On May 5, the president responded to Tsao with a brief, handwritten letter:

Sandy – Thanks for the wonderful and thoughtful letter. It is because of outstanding Americans like you that I committed to changing our current policy. Although it will take some time to complete (partly because it needs Congressional action) I intend to fulfill my commitment. — Barack Obama.

“I intend to fulfill my commitment.”   I hope the president is sincere.   After a decade, it is time for DADT to be abolished and the persecution and ouster of dedicated soldiers such as Tsao and Choi to finally end. 

 It’s unrealistic to suggest Obama should intercede in each and every individual case of a solider being booted out for violating DADT. He’d spend his time doing nothing else than micromanaging every issue where someone feels they’re being screwed over by the government.

Gay activists have evoked  the civil rights movement, but are impatient with the approach of “go-slow” gradualism and incremental steps .  They should know  Dr. King once said, “All progress is precarious, and the solution of one problem brings us face to face with another problem.” 

Those clamoring for immediate gratification have not considered the ramifications of pushing through a quick “solution” and forcing it upon the military and yes, that IS a consideration.