Herman Cain’s Temporary Love Thing

Cain has women problems and they start with his wife.

Another day, another Herman Cain booty call.

This chapter in The Never-Ending Story that is the Cain circus might be the one that breaks a finish to his phony candidacy.   Even hard-core conservatives who were propping up Cain after the first charges of sexual harassment emerged and his Libya belly flop are beginning to abandon him like fleas jumping off a dead dog’s carcass.

In the ongoing search for the Not Mitt Romney, various candidates have taken their time as the driver in the Republican clown car.  Michelle Bachmann was supplanted by Rick Perry who was undercut by Cain after he won the Florida straw poll, and as Cain sinks under the weight of the allegations of cheating and acting inappropriately, Newt Gingrich, rises in the polls.

I don’t know how much Ginger White weighs, but her calling out Cain on a 13 year affair should be too heavy a load for Cain’s inexperienced and poorly run campaign to carry and end it once and for all (and wouldn’t that be a crying shame for all the entertainment value it’s provided?).

Cain’s claims that the five women whom have called him out for not keeping his fly zipped are all “lyin’ ass b****’s, and that might have worked if weren’t faces to go with the allegations.  Maybe Cain could shrug off one or two of these women, but he’s not a good enough politician to make anybody believe all five of them are making this up.

The heat is on and Cain is melting under it.

Cain’s first brush in the political spotlight came when he challenged then-President Clinton about the costs of health insurance, but Cain is no Clinton when it comes to surviving sex scandals.  At least he hasn’t proven he can shake them off.   Gloria Cain has not exactly rushed to the defense of her husband of 43 years.  Even if she believes Herman’s denials (and I don’t know why she would),  she has to be pissed all the women Cain is accused of messing around on her with are White like Ginger White.

The race of the women Cain fooled around should not matter,  but to honest about it,  it does matter.  This is not post-racial America.  When a Black man from the South goes chasin’ after White women, it really matters when it is taken into account how no Republican can win the White House without the South.

Cain says White is “just a friend” and he was “just trying to help her financially.”   If you’re married how understanding do you think your spouse will be if the friendship goes on for 13 years, includes paying her rent, giving her gifts and swapping calls and text messages at 4:26 in the morning?

Maybe your wife would understand.  Mine would tell me to pack my stuff and get the hell out.

He’s supposedly calling his supporters asking them should he pack it in.   He’s run an unconventional campaign, but even Cain can’t ignore all the rules.  The sex lives of politicians don’t interest me, but when you’ve made moral judgments about others the way Cain has about the poor, Muslims and gays,  getting yanked off your high horse is deserved.

Cain is done.   It was obvious to any student of politics he was never going to keep up his momentum, never going to get the nomination and never be the Republican presidential nominee.   Cain’s campaign/book tour was always long on shadow, short of substance.

It’s no fun piling on Herm anymore.  His horndog ways are weird and sad and get even more weird and sad if you have any sympathy for Gloria Cain at all.  She is the Cain that deserves it, not Herman.

13 years of being Herman Cain's side piece

It feels like we’re reaching the end of the road for the Cain Train.   He’s told so many lies to so many people he could never begin to explain or apologize for all the lies, but he should start with his wife and go from there.  When any candidate says they are “reassessing” their campaign that means they’re just looking for a gracious exit strategy.

Gloria Cain says her husband “totally respects” women.   Maybe he does, but he does respect her at all?

Stompin’ With Ndamukong Suh

Doin' the Suh Stomp (photo: Andrew Weber-US PRESSWIRE)

Ndamukong Suh is not a dumb jock by any stretch of the imagination.  The 6-4, 307 lb defensive tackle for the Detroit Lions is intelligent, articulate and likeable.

That’s off the field.  On the field, he’s a suitable candidate for anger management class as he rages and terrorizes NFL offensives with his combination of power, strength and ferocity.  Suh was also named “the dirtiest player in the NFL” in a survey of players.  Thanksgiving day, he lived up to the title when he first tried to push Green Bay Packers offensive lineman Evan Dietrich-Smith’s helmet into the Ford Field turf and then stomped on his head in a rage.

Even by pro football standards that act crossed the line from Suh being a mean guy into a crazy guy.  The NFL keeps getting increasingly wimpy as time goes by, but there’s still a place for mean guys.  Crazy guys are scary and no fun to be around because you don’t know who they are going to get crazy on next.

After the game Suh issued an “apology” that went over like soggy dressing and cold turkey.

“I apologize to my teammates and my fans and my coaches for putting myself in a position to be misinterpreted and taken out of the game,”  Suh snarled.


No good, playa.  That reaction was entirely self-serving and totally untethered to the reality an audience in the millions watching on national TV saw with their own eyes.  Try again.

Suh is a violent man who plays the game violently.

“My reaction on Thursday was unacceptable,” the star defensive tackle said in a statement on his Facebook page Friday night. “I made a mistake, and have learned from it. I hope to direct the focus back to the task at hand—by winning.”

That’s a little better, but still not close to being good enough.  Suh failed to apologize to  Dietrich-Smith or anyone else.

Suh is one of the strongest players in the NFL and when his head is out of his ass and back on his broad shoulders, he’s possibly the best defensive tackle in the league.

But he is a dirty player.  He can’t help it that he was born too late to play when pro football was rougher and tougher than it is in Roger Goodell’s No Fun League.

In two seasons Suh has been fined nearly $50,000 (chicken feed) for hits and unsportsmanlike conduct on the field.  At his own request he met this month with Goodell to discuss how he could play within the rules and not get fined.  Obviously, whatever Goodell told Suh went right in one ear and out the other.

NBC football analyst, Rodney Harrison, who also was tagged with the “dirty player” rep says Suh should be fined heavily and suspended for two games.

“It’s up to the commissioner to step in and make an example out of this young man,” Harrison said,” “He’s got a $50 million contract, multiple commercial sponsorships, what’s $40,000, $50,000? Heck, I didn’t even make that type of money when I played and 10- or $15,000 didn’t bother me.

“Imagine the type of money he’s making, but the way to get his attention is you suspend him, you sit him on his butt for two games and I guarantee when he comes back he’ll be a different player.”

In the same game Suh’s teammate, Kyle Vanden Bosch sacked Packers QB Aaron Rodgers.  The hit was hard, but Vanden Bosch didn’t lead with his helmet or drive Rodgers into the turf.  He still got flagged for unnecessary roughness.

Later Rodgers was knocked down after releasing the ball and immediately looked up at the referee with a look that said, “where’s the flag?”   That’s what’s happening in the NFL now where superstar quarterbacks are pampered and protected.  The elite of the league,  Rodgers, Tom Brady and Drew Brees, receive special protection from the refs and woe any defensive player that so much on breathes on them let alone brushing them lightly without making sure there’s some fluffed up pillows under them to break their fall.

"Thank you sir, may I have another?"

Nobody knows how to tackle any more in the neutered NFL, but everybody knows you can’t tap dance on a dude’s dome like you’re trying to kill a cockroach.   So bye-bye, Ndamukong, because you’re about to be sent to the Time Out corner.

Suh will eventually be the best defensive player in the NFL.  First thing though he’s got to learn to get his temper in check and respect of the lame new world of the NFL and it’s one step removed from flag football rules.

One comment on the return of the NBA.  My FB friend Jemele Hill is asking now that the NBA lock-out is over who will be the league MVP and champions?   My answer is the MVP is Michael Jordan and the champions are The Owners. They slam-dunked the Players and the comedy team of Hunter and Fisher. His Airness and Unfairness should be measured and fitted for a seventh ring.

The NBA may be back but they can’t make me care.

Who Called Michele Bachmann a Deceptive Female Dog?

"Bring me the head of Jimmy Fallon!"

Paying a visit to the Jimmy Fallon show, Michele Bachmann gets serenaded by a strange musical number by the house band led by Roots drummer (and Occupy Wall Street supporter) ?uestlove.

An instrumental version of Fishbone’s “Lyin’ Ass Bitch”

Best punk’d moment for a politician this year.and I don’t know Jimmy Fallon from Jimmy Kimmel.

Both sides of the political spectrum get their giggles when and where they can and if skewering pompous politicians becomes off-limits, please let me know when that law is passed so I can mock it mercilessly and flaunt it relentlessly.

Michelle Obama and Jill Biden attended a NASCAR event last weekend and got booed for their trouble. Maybe I should be bent about that, but when the typical attendees of NASCAR probably aren’t your typical Obama demographic, so if you walk into the lion’s den wearing meat underwear you can hardly squawk when you get bit.

Let the Fishbone revival begin!

The same principle goes for Bachmann going on the Jimmy Fallon show. Meet the Press it ain’t so if a pompous, stick up the butt, humorless prig like Michele Bachmann gets taken down a peg, I don’t apologize for finding it funny. It’s about time she got called on the hateful shit that spews out of her piehole.

She’s said far worse about entire groups of folks that don’t fit into her narrow-minded worldview including “gays are part of Satan,”

Here’s another of Michele’s lies. She signed a pledge that stated Black families were better off as slaves than living in an America with a Black president.

“Slavery had a disastrous impact on African-American families, yet sadly a child born into slavery in 1860 was more likely to be raised by his mother and father in a two-parent household than was an African-American baby born after the election of the USA’s first African-American President.”

The Minnesota soccer mommy turned right-wing presidential candidate demanded an apology from Fallon as she huffed, “This is an outrage,” Bachmann told political reporting site the Hill. “The point is, if that had been Michelle Obama who had come out on the stage and that song had been played to Michelle Obama, I have no doubt that NBC would have apologized to her. This is clearly a form of bias on the side of the entertainment elite.”

Baby, you ain’t Michelle Obama and you’ve said and I know you can’t be serious about wanting an apology.   Not with all the people you’ve offended over the years.   Where the hell is your apology for that bullshit about slavery?

Bachmann is the worst kind of right-winger. She immerses herself in bigotry and then when she gets a small dose of it tossed back in her Botoxed mug, she squawks like a wet hen.

Humor is subjective and comedy isn’t pretty as Steve Martin said. I don’t have a problem with the clever way The Roots took down one pompous politician any more than I do with Fishbone making a song called “Lyin’ Ass Bitch” in the first place.   Hell, I’m pleased at an opportunity to mention Fishbone.

Getting dogged out by the instrumental version of a naughty song isn’t disrespect, it’s karma and if karma is a bitch, at least she’s not a lyin’ ass one.

Slick Rick Blows the Dog Whistle

"And up my sleeve, I have...NOTHING!"

In September, Governor Rick Perry was the frontrunner and leading the pack of Republican presidential candidates with a 31 percent favorability rating.  Now it’s November and he’s down to nine percent trailing behind Mitt Romney, Herman Cain, Newt Gingrich and (gulp!) Ron Paul.

To say the Perry campaign is in free fall would be kind.

President Obama said in a speech this week, “There are a lot of things that make foreign investors see the U.S. as a great opportunity — our stability, our openness, our innovative free market culture.”

“But we’ve been a little bit lazy, I think, over the last couple of decades,” Obama continued. “We’ve kind of taken for granted — well, people will want to come here and we aren’t out there hungry, selling America and trying to attract new business into America.”

Perry rushed out an ad breathlessly declaring, “”Can you believe that?  That’s what our President thinks is wrong with America? That Americans are lazy?”

Appearing on Fox News (where else?),  Perry was asked what he thought the president’s mind-set was.

“It reveals to me that he grew up in a privileged way,” Perry said. “He never had to really work for anything. He never had to go through what Americans are going through. There’s 14-plus million americans sitting out there, some of them watching this program tonight, that don’t have a job. This president has never felt that angst.”

“He never had to really work for anything. He never had to go through what Americans are going…has never felt that angst that they have in their heart. And I think he’s always, when he has had problems, he’s always pointed to somebody else and said it was their fault, not mine.”

These are dog-whistle politics Perry is engaged in.

Dog-whistle politics n. a concealed, coded, or unstated idea, usually divisive or politically dangerous, nevertheless understood by the intended voters

Here is a White man who speaks with forked tongue.

What Governor Goodhair is really saying. “You know that Barack Obama is really somethin’, ain’t he? He went to Harvard. Taught Constitutional Law. Edited the Harvard Law Review. He’s written two best-sellers. He’s a right smart fella. For a Black guy, I mean. He really seems to think he’s not just as good as a White man, he really thinks he’s better than a White man.”

Perry all but says Obama is America’s first affirmative action president. He’s privileged. He got the job others were with more experience and more impressive credentials were bypassed for. He didn’t have to work for what he got. It was all laid out for him . All Obama had to do was show up, give a good speech, smile pretty and all those guilty White liberals would fall over themselves to vote for him.

"Hey Rick, I got your 'privileged" right here."

What America needs is a real American. Someone with good hair, White skin and politics to the extreme Right end of the spectrum.

Someone like Rick Perry.

When Perry says Obama “never really had to work for anything,” he either does not know or does not care Obama was raised by a single mother and his grandparents after his father abandoned the family and his mother would wake him at 4 a.m. on weekdays to study. She also fed young Barack by receiving food stamps.

That’s Perry’s idea of growing up “privileged.”

When your political star has risen as high and fallen as fast as Perry’s has since he entered the presidential race as the frontrunner and now trails Romney, Cain, Gingrich and Paul in the Iowa caucuses that are just six weeks away, you’ve got to do something to reverse the slide. A slide made even more steep by disastrous debate performances and a WTF speech in New Hampshire that left many wondering was he stoned, drunk or both.  Going negative is a desperate, but typical way to try and stop the fall.

It probably won’t work, but Perry hasn’t given anyone any other reasons to pay attention to his slip slidin’ away campaign so if it takes going on Fox and pandering to the racial resentments of Republican voters, that’s exactly what he will do. It’s a dirty, no-class and unprincipled way to get to the White House, but Perry never has claimed to be a paragon of principle.

When anyone tells you something that is an easily proven and demonstrable lie, it should immediately stir the intended recipient of that lie to wonder, Why is this person lying to me and if he isn’t telling me the truth about this, what else is he lying about?

Perry’s more pressing problem is before he can take on Obama he has to earn the privilege of being the Republican nominee and as things stand now, he won’t.

The arc of a presidential campaign is long and candidates that take hard falls can rise again (Exhibit A: Newt Gingrich) and Perry is hardly Texas Armadillo Roadkill souffle yet. Any race that features nitwits like Michelle Bachmann and Herman Cain probably has room for Governor Goodhair to resurrect his flagging fortunes.

But if you can’t win the playoffs, you’ll never get the chance to play in the Super Bowl.

Even if America is denied the opportunity for Rick Perry to do to the country what he’s done to Texas he can always retire to his Niggerhead Ranch to engage in one of his favorite pursuits: tossing out race bait.

The Saboteur: How Jayson Blair Destroyed Newsroom Diversity

Jayson Blair made the job tougher for every other Black journalist.

(This is a column I wrote in 2003 in the aftermath of the Jayson Blair plagiarism scandal at The New York Times.  Blair resigned in disgrace, but  not before he became the symbol of how wrong-minded affirmative action had blinded The Times to his deceptions and fabrications.)

There is a widely held assumption that the news media has a liberal bias, but if one of the tenets of liberalism is respecting and encouraging diversity then those of us who work in journalism can tell you there is no such bias.  If newspapers reflect the communities they serve, what’s staring back from the mirror is a White reflection.

According to a survey conducted by the Boston Globe, the newspaper industry had a net increase of four minority journalists in 2002, and the percentage of minorities in newsrooms increased to 12 percent.  Almost half of the nation’s newspapers employ no minority reporters, photographers or artists.

Whenever a Black journalist gets a hot job in the field or wins a Pulitzer Prize, their personal accomplishment feels like a small win for all the others trying to get on the up escalator.  This is why the now-notorious Jayson Blair betrayed not only his employers, his readers and his profession, but he made life immeasurably more difficult for every other Black journalist.

Blair’s name will become a fixture in future Journalism 101 classes.  He will become the embodiment of how one manipulative and deceitful individual can mislead his editors when determined to do so.  It’s news when any reporter’s misdeeds compels a newspaper to issue a front page explanation of his “crimes of journalistic fraud.”  It’s news of historic proportions when it is a reporter for the New York Times.

Even before to his ignoble fall from grace there were multiple warning signs that while Blair was an accomplished liar and plagiarist, he wasn’t a very good reporter.   The great irony of his deception is that it wasn’t his any of the esteemed editors at the Times who brought an end to his reign of error to an end.  It was a former Times intern, Macarena Hernandez, who had worked with Blair and gone on to work at the San Antonio Express-News and would discover a story of Blair’s was awfully similar to one of her own.

In his book, Coloring the News: How Crusading for Diversity Has Crippled American Journalism, William McGowan sneered at the thought of bringing more Blacks, Latinos, Asians and Native Americans into newsrooms.  “After 25 years of trying, the newspaper industry needs to give itself a break and say, ‘This isn’t important,” McGowan wrote,  “and focus on having accurate and truthful coverage, which it doesn’t have now.”

Macarena Hernandez: one of the good guys in a story without enough of them.

In his wildest fantasies, McGowan couldn’t have conceived of a Jayson Blair coming alone to prove him right.   Everyone who criticized the American Society of Newspaper Editors’ 26-year-old goal of making newsrooms as racially diverse as the communities they cover suddenly had powerful ammunition.

A chilly blast at diversity came from Slate columnist Mickey Kaus.  “The NYT story’s part line—that the underlying problem appears to have been communications—is a defense euphemism worthy of Nixon.   Everyone at the paper seems to have communicated quite clearly in January 2001.   Rather, the Blair disaster appears to (in large part) to be a fairly direct consequence of the Times’ misguided race preference policy.  Plenty of other factors were involved, but without ‘diversity’ it wouldn’t have happened.”

If Blair were a White liar instead of a Black one, would Kaus be suggesting papers stop hiring White people?  Why is it only people of color whom have to carry the sins of the few on the backs of the many?

“Jayson doesn’t represent me,” Hernandez said.  “I worked my ass off for everything I’ve ever got, and he doesn’t [represent] any of the minority journalists I know who have worked their asses off every day.”

Breaking into the bastion of Whiteness that is the typical American newsroom has never been easy, so it is fair to blame Blair for being in the back of the mind of the interviewer when a brother or sister doesn’t get the job?   Probably not, yet a small voice in the back of their mind may whisper as they dejectedly pick up their rejected resume to leave, “Did they turn me down because they’re afraid I might be another Jayson Blair?”

Bob Herbert, a Times columnist, fired back at those who would hold Blair up as proof of the failure of diversity efforts.  “There’s a real shortage of Black reporters, editors and columnists at the Times.   But the few who are here…don’t deserve to be stigmatized by people who can see them only through the prism of a stereotype.”

“The problem with American newsrooms is too little diversity, not too much,” Herbert said.  “Blacks have always faced discrimination and maddening double standards in the newsroom and they continue to do so.   So do women, Latinos and many other groups that are not part of the traditional newsroom-in-crowd.”

The tragedy of Jayson Blair is not a tragedy simply for Black journalists.  It is a tragedy for journalism as a whole and his skin color is irrelevant to his bad acts.  Blair didn’t commit his fraud because he is Black, but because he is a deeply flawed and troubled young man.  Eventually the system did work and he was caught, but the Times has some serious work to do in overhauling its fact-checking system and needs to do a better job in evaluating talent.

Former Times national correspondent E.R. Shipp was quoted in an Salon article rightfully placing the failure on delinquent editors and and a drug and alcohol addled reporter.

“It’s about getting hoodwinked.  It’s not a race issue,” Shipp said.  “It’s not about race or lowering standards to engage in affirmative action.   That’s bullshit.”

Blair never quite explained and never really apologized.

Shipp is right.  If it’s too much to ask one person to carry the weight of a entire race’s aspirations, it’s equally unfair to smear an entire race due to one person’s crimes.  Blair’s sins are his to bear and his alone.

Who gets the blame for what Jayson Blair did?  Start with Jayson Blair.

Originally published 2003 in a different form in Columbus Alive

Frank Miller’s Unholy Mess

That's right comic book geeks. I get the ladies!

I have to say I haven’t given Frank Miller much more than a passing thought in 17 years.  I read most of tAll-Star Batman & Robin which seemed to be written as a twisted parody of his own The Dark Knight Returns and seemed to ask, “What if the Caped Crusader were crazier than any bad guy he fought?”    I liked Robert Rodriguez’s take on Miller’s Sin City as perhaps the most faithful adaptation of a comic book ever put on film.  Yet to say I’ve actually given any serious thought about Miller, I’d have to say I haven’t I reviewed the craven cash-grab that was Spawn/Batman for The Comics Journal in 1994.

Miller oozed back into my consciousness a few months ago with the release of his long-delayed Holy Terror, where The Fixer, a Batman stand-in (who was Batman before DC Comics decided they didn’t want one of their signature characters torturing and murdering Al Qaeda terrorists) takes bloody revenge against the perpetrators of 9/11.  I haven’t read Holy Terror and at a whopping $30 for the hardcover have no intentions of doing so and particularly not when it’s been on the receiving end of some of the worst reviews of Miller’s career.

Other comic writers couldn’t resist piling on as Grant Morrison did when he said, “Batman vs. Al Qaeda! It might as well be Bin Laden vs. King Kong! Or how about the sinister Al Qaeda mastermind up against a hungry Hannibal Lecter! For all the good it’s likely to do. Cheering on a fictional character as he beats up fictionalized terrorists seems like a decadent indulgence when real terrorists are killing real people in the real world. I’d be so much more impressed if Frank Miller gave up all this graphic novel nonsense, joined the Army and, with a howl of undying hate, rushed headlong onto the front lines with the young soldiers who are actually risking life and limb ‘vs’ Al Qaeda.”

One sure-fire way to stand up for your Islamic bitch slap of a book is to pick a fight and that’s what Miller did.  He took to his blog and ripped into the Occupy Wall Street protestors calling them “losers,” “pond scum” and “nothing but a pack of louts, thieves and rapists.”

The “Occupy” movement, whether displaying itself on Wall Street or in the streets of Oakland (which has, with unspeakable cowardice, embraced it) is anything but an exercise of our blessed First Amendment. “Occupy” is nothing but a pack of louts, thieves, and rapists, an unruly mob, fed by Woodstock-era nostalgia and putrid false righteousness. These clowns can do nothing but harm America.

Batman needs his dirty mouth washed out with Bat-soap.

“Occupy” is nothing short of a clumsy, poorly-expressed attempt at anarchy, to the extent that the “movement” — HAH! Some “movement”, except if the word “bowel” is attached – is anything more than an ugly fashion statement by a bunch of iPhone, iPad wielding spoiled brats who should stop getting in the way of working people and find jobs for themselves.

This is no popular uprising. This is garbage. And goodness knows they’re spewing their garbage — both politically and physically — every which way they can find. 

Wake up, pond scum. America is at war against a ruthless enemy.

Maybe, between bouts of self-pity and all the other tasty tidbits of narcissism you’ve been served up in your sheltered, comfy little worlds, you’ve heard terms like al-Qaeda and Islamicism.

And this enemy of mine — not of yours, apparently – must be getting a dark chuckle, if not an outright horselaugh – out of your vain, childish, self-destructive spectacle.

In the name of decency, go home to your parents, you losers. Go back to your mommas’ basements and play with your Lords Of Warcraft. [sic]

Or better yet, enlist for the real thing. Maybe our military could whip some of you into shape.

When did the guy who wrote 300 start sounding like Pamela Geller?   When did he become an ardent Islamophobe?

What are you?  Retarded?  He’s the goddamn Frank Miller!

Anyone who’s never heard of Miller has no reason to care what he has to say about Occupy Wall Street but it’s just another step in Miller’s devolution from a gifted artist and writer into a demented loon telling those darn kids to get off his yawn.

Miller is behind great stuff like his first run on Daredevil, his terrific return with Born Again,
The Dark Knight Returns, Hard Boiled with Geoff Darrow’s elaborate art and Batman: Year One.  On any short list of the greatest talents ever to work in the comic medium,  Miller’s name must be in the Top Ten.

Wonder what happened to that guy?  Seems like he crawled into a bottle of gin and crawled back out as “Mickey Spillane’s Frank Miller” and started babbling about dames, booze and punks.

If Miller hates and fears Muslim Jihadists he’s entitled to be as paranoid as he wants.  You have to divorce his body of work from his repellent personality and bigoted beliefs.  Otherwise you’re going to find it difficult to support a talented, but otherwise awful human being.

Miller once wrote about living in New York City, “You gotta take the good with the bad and sometimes there’s an awful lot of bad.”

Did he know he was talking about himself as well?

Holy Terror? More like an ungodly mess.

The Ex-Porn Star Meets the Schoolkids

"Hi. I'm a famous former porn star. Mind if I read to your kids?"

Sasha Grey said she was just trying to help the children, but she’s wound up waist deep in drama with a bunch of grown-ups.

Grey, a former adult-film star who more recently had a role on “Entourage,” was participating in the Read Across America volunteer program, traveling to Emerson Elementary School in Compton this month to read to first and third graders.

But when parents learned of Grey’s appearance, complaints started rolling in, nodding to her former work for a much more mature audience. Award-winning work, mind you, albeit hard-core. But instead of finessing the concerned parents, the school district made the bizarre move of denying she’d been on campus.

Officials first said Grey was never present, according to TMZ, the outlet that posted photos of Sasha. At Emerson Elementary. Reading to the kids.

“I committed to this program with the understanding that people would have their own opinions about what I have done, who I am and what I represent,” Grey said in a statement, adding that her porn past does not define who she is.

The way it probably worked is someone from the school called an agency for a guest speaker to read to the kiddies and they said, “Well, Sasha Grey is available. She’s appeared on Entourage and starred in a Stephen Soderberg movie.”

“Sounds great. Send her over.”

All it would have taken is a trip to IMDB.com to see among the other prestige projects Miss Grey has appeared in include such family friendly fare as “Masturbation Nation 3,” “House of Ass 6,” “Gang Bang My Face.” “Grand Theft Anal 11” and “Meet the Fuckers 7.”

Guessing Ben Stiller and Robert DeNiro weren’t in that one.

I know we’re all supposed to be so hip and cool and not easily offended, but yeah, I could see why a few parents might be a bit upset.

They should be glad it wasn’t Show and Tell.

I have no fear or resentment of porn stars, prostitutes or sex workers. Ex-ones or current ones. I’m friends with them on Facebook, tweet with them on Twitter and exchange Xmas cards and holiday greetings with some that have done things that make Sasha Grey look like one of The Waltons.

Sasha bones up on her reading for the kiddies

Former porn stars, strippers, prostitutes and other sex workers are already toiling in our public schools. I interviewed one who was saving the money she made as an escort to open her own daycare center. Kids are already being read to by teachers their daddies may have watched putting bigger things than apples in their mouth.

I don’t believe it makes someone an uptight prude with a stick lodged where the sun don’t shine because they get a icky feeling at the thought of a former porn star reading to kids. It’s not looking down at Sasha Grey to know her past life includes getting raw dog in flicks that most folks wouldn’t want to get caught scoping out on their laptop while they’re sipping an iced ginger latte at Starbucks.

I got nothing but love for my porno pals. But I’m not going to sugarcoat what they did to get where they are. If it’s nothing to be ashamed of, why it’s make people clench up to mention it?

So what if a White former porn star read to a group of predominantly Black kids?  If it helps kids enjoy reading, what’s the harm?  I’d be more upset if Bernie Madoff were the reader.

The worst thing about Sasha Grey reading to a bunch of kids is it might prompt a discussion about her prior employment most parents would prefer to defer to a later time.

It’s a stretch to suggest an ex-porn star speaking to children is supporting the idea getting naked and having lots of sex with strangers while being filmed is a career option little Sally might want to consider if that being a nurse or lawyer thing don’t pan out.

I’m sure Miss Grey, like many other sexworkers, would proclaim loud and long her decision to enter pornography was hers alone and nobody made her, nobody forced her. That’s her decision and not being part of the Morality Police, I won’t condemn free adults for engaging in work and play I’m not personally interested in participating in.

I take the approach of the character of Chance in Being There. “I like to watch.”

I’m sure there are former porn stars whom have successfully transitioned from their past on all fours, but for the life of me, not one comes to mind.

Nina Hartley, a veteran of 25 years in the porn business doubts anyone with a porn stat past will ever make it in mainstream show business.

AVC: There’s always that old myth, too, that people are going out there to get a foot in the door of the entertainment world.

Nina Hartley has no crossover dreams.

NH: The last person I knew who came here somehow thinking that she was going to find her way into the straight business somehow through porn was 20 years ago. Here’s how bad it is in Hollywood: My husband tells the story of a medium-high-level agent at a big agency here, who apparently one time in college made a porn movie. For some reason, that movie made it onto DVD. He came to work one day, and that movie was on everybody’s desk. He had done it 15, 20 years previously, but he was fired that day. Now if you’re Jenna [Jameson] or if you’re Ron Jeremy, you might cross over into trash culture. Ron Jeremy has been on The Surreal Life, he’s been on the reality shows, but that’s trash culture. That’s where trash culture and porn culture intersect—at the very lowest, lowest, lowest rung of so-called legitimate entertainment. I don’t consider that crossing over, so I would never do that kind of junk.

It seems likely the only ex-sexworkers who mainstream back into society without a snag are the ones whom society forgot were sexworkers in the first place.

An EX porn star is trying to put her past behind her. If she wants to read to children why is that so bad?  We need more adults taking time out to read to kids. Whatever happened to forgiveness and redemption in this society?   What dirty little secrets are trapped in the closet of those who wag their finger against someone trying to better themselves?

Sasha Grey may one day out run her days in the skin game, but it’ll never happen as long as it keep getting thrown back in her face.

American Horror Story

The "j" in J"oseph" is missing. So is his sense of decency.

There’s never a shortage of ugly, unsettling stories to choose from, but stories don’t get grimmer, uglier or much more unsettling than the scandalous revelations of Jerry Sandusky an accused pedophile, former coach and colleague of legendary football coach, Joe Paterno.

Sandusky faces the end of his life behind bars.  Paterno who reported to university officials he had been informed Sandusky was observed fondling a 10-yr-old boy in a locker room shower was fired which sparked rioting on the campus by a mob of supporters.   The foul details of Sandusky’s crimes against children are laid out in the grand jury report.

It is a soul-searing, heartbreaking and sordid read.  You come away from reading it convinced of two things:  Sandusky is a monster and the all the Penn State officials did nothing and allowed him to destroy the lives of children.

There is nothing in the document that indicts the football program itself.  –

Everyone has an opinion on Paterno’s ignoble demise as a coach and the Penn State pedophile scandal. There’s no doubt this is an America horror story, but as the story is less than a week old, isn’t it too soon to draw too many conclusions?

There’s nothing more repulsive than a pedophile and I hate them like God hates sin.

But somehow it is the Penn State football program that’s been tried, found guilty and some have suggested it is the program that should suffer a “death penalty”.

Really?  Why?  The football players shouldn’t suffer for the actions of an ex-coach and the head coach’s ineffective and morally dubious decisions.  I fail to understand how football became the great evil at work here instead of one sick and twisted deviant who preyed on children.

First historic, now notorious.

Everyone is justifiably upset and angry, but are misdirecting that outrage to the sport and not the exploiter who used the sport to exploit innocents.

The football players are not responsible for what Sandusky did or what Paterno did not do. Everyone and their brother who has a bone to pick with college football is using this tragic situation to nurse their little grudges.

I wish there were as much sympathy for the children as there is misdirected hostility toward Nittany Lions football.

The thing is, not everyone goes to college for an education. Some go because it’s their path to the NFL or NBA. Big-time college sports are the most crooked, corrupt and exploitative game in town, but killing off Penn State’s football program solves NONE of the ills that plague college football. That’s like tearing off your arm because you cut your finger.

I understand the need some people have to “do something” since they aren’t patient enough to wait for the legal process to do its thing.

Instead, let’s do something dramatic, sweeping and personally satisfying. I know! Let’s get rid of Penn State football. Yeah, that will fix everything. In fact, why not shut down the entire Big Ten? Between Penn State and Ohio State, that’s two outlaw programs we’ll never be bothered with again.

One question: how does any of this prevent pedophiles from preying on children? The short answer is it won’t.

The face of pure evil.

I don’t even like college football. I prefer the NFL and look how many wife beaters, drug addicts, borderline psychopaths and even killers have played in that league. But I’m not going to stop watching the NFL because of the bad actions of a few assholes. O.J. Simpson retired from football wearing the gold and crimson of my favorite team, the San Francisco 49ers. You think I’m going to call for the 49ers to disband because Simpson killed two people?

Hell no, I’m not. You get a bad carton of milk, you pour it out. You don’t go hunt down the farmer and kill him and the cow.

There are disturbing reports that Sandusky may have “loaned” the children he abused out to others.  Pedophiles sometimes prey in packs, so we may just be staring at the tip of the iceberg.

However, that is still something for the investigations and legal process to uncover.   That’s a longer and less immediately satisfying process, but it makes a damn sight more sense to me than punishing everyone who is part of Penn State football, but has nothing to do with this mess.

I’m not an advocate of “solutions” that work along the lines of killing everyone and saying, “We had to sacrifice some of the innocent, but we’re pretty sure we got all the guilty.”

It’s easy to blame college football programs for this, but to do so goes far too easy on the (alleged) crimes of Jerry Sandusky. Don’t get it twisted. Joe Paterno didn’t do the right thing and his legacy has been forever stained by doing only the bare minimum instead of moving aggressively to protect children from a pedophile.

Sandusky is the bad guy here. Paterno and other Penn State officials enabled Sandusky by doing as little as possible.   Sandusky is going to end his wretched existence behind the walls of a cell where he will have to watch his back lest another prisoner takes it upon himself to excise him from the gene pool forever. Paterno was fired and disgraced while other university officials have also been bounced out or indicted.

Blaming the sport of football for the sins of Jerry Sandusky and Joe Paterno is just silly and it’s wrong.   There are too many assumptions, too many rumors and not enough facts in place. Let’s cool it with the lynch mob mentality until they are.