Monthly Archives: July 2007

Cherry Jones to Play US President in 24 Next Season

OH YEAH!

Tony Award-winning actress Cherry Jones will play President Allison Taylor when the show about the exploits of counterterrorism agent Jack Bauer (Kiefer Sutherland) returns in January for its seventh season, the network announced Sunday. Jones, winner of best-actress Tony Awards for “The Heiress” and “Doubt,” has appeared in films including “Ocean’s Twelve” and “The Perfect Storm” and has guest-starred on TV shows including the White House drama “The West Wing.”

Just don’t tell the conservatives that Ms. Jones is a hottie-McTottie badass and totally talented GAY WOMAN. (Yay!)

Theatre-dorks rejoice!

Parent-Child Play Relatively New, Distinctly American

From Boston Globe:

Actually, parent-child play of this sort has been virtually unheard of throughout human history, according to the anthropologist David Lancy. And three-fourths of the world’s current population would still find that mother’s behavior kind of dotty. American-style parent-child play is a distinct feature of wealthy developed countries — a recent byproduct of the pressure to get kids ready for the information-age economy, Lancy argues in a recent article in American Anthropologist, the field’s flagship journal in the United States. The Harvard anthropologist Robert LeVine, for example, observed in a 2004 paper that among the Gusii people of Kenya, “mothers rarely looked at or spoke to their infants and toddlers, even when they were holding and breast-feeding them.” (So much for the universality of peek-a-boo.) In Ifaluk Island, in the South Pacific, tribespeople believe that babies are “essentially brainless” before age 2, so there is no point in talking to them.

I’m trying to remember if mom and dad really played ‘with’ us a whole lot as kids or if they were more ‘here’s some crayons, go to it’ type of stuff. I think at the end of the day the one thing kids aren’t getting is unstructured free time to do whatever they want to do.  These days kids are scheduled to the minute and so their minds don’t have time to roam or muse or – scary, I know – think of nothing for a few hours a day.

Passenger Name Record System Tells US Travelers’s Religion, Political Affiliation, Sexual History

The screw turns tighter:

…[T]he plan that will affect the 4 million-plus Britons who travel to the US every year, the EU parliament said it ‘notes with concern that sensitive data (ie personal data revealing racial or ethnic origin, political opinions, religious or philosophical beliefs, trade union membership, and data concerning the health or sex life of individuals) will be made available to the DHS and that these data may be used by the DHS in exceptional cases’. The US will be able to hold the records of European passengers for 15 years compared with the current three year limit. The EU parliament said it was concerned the data would lead to ‘a significant risk of massive profiling and data mining, which is incompatible with basic European principles and is a practice still under discussion in the US congress.’

Chicago Priest Gave Church Money to Married Louisville Male Stripper

I love it when a story spans my hometown area and my current bilocation:

Sorvillo — who pleaded guilty Friday to stealing nearly $200,000 from St. Margaret Mary parish on the North Side — gave cars, plane tickets and thousands of dollars in cash to James Sosnicki, a married Louisville man who stripped frequently at gay clubs in Chicago, law enforcement sources said. Reached in Louisville, Sosnicki told the Chicago Sun-Times he paid Sorvillo back — and said their relationship was never sexualWhile searching the rectory at St. Margaret Mary, investigators found naked photos of a dark-haired man who turned out to be Sosnicki, according to law enforcement sources. One showed Sosnicki sleeping naked in the rectory bed. Investigators also found a poster advertising the 2004 “International Mr. Leather” competition — featuring Sosnicki as one of the models.

Kitty Au Pair

2 weeks ago I cat-sitted for the couple down the hall, checking in on their cutie-pie female tabby Sonny. Then yesterday the guy from across the hall asked if I’d check in on his kitty through this coming Wednesday. I’m the cat-nanny evidently.