“I Mean…What?!?” – Abe Gurko

I have avoided commenting on American Idol but couldn’t resist after last nights hullabaloo? What in tarnation was that horeene Kara DioGuardi song? She’s a judge because why? Couldn’t you just see Simon barfing at that song? I sure wish he would have been his usual twitty self with her as he’s been with every contestant since the show began. “Kara, that was self-indulgent nonsense.” With the extensive world-wide attention that this season has garnered due to the Gay vs. Christian debate, I doubt if I could add anything to what has already being said by millions of obsessed fans.… Read More »

Although I am on a quasi-vacation, this ditty caught my eye so I wanted to share the horrendosity of it all. Posh Spice’s handbag collection is worth $2,000,000. Like I care to know this? This is news? That she needs 100 Birkin bags speaks to a much larger story of neediness and self-absorption. How Beckham deals with this is a bit of a mystery to me. Seems like Guy Richie had enough of the Madonna overkill and set himself free. But, hey, who am I to judge what goes on behind closed doors. If I were the Beckhams, I’d much… Read More »

This Virgin America thing is amazing. I am blogging from outer space? I mean…what? For an email-aholic this is bliss. Anyhoo, off to Los Angeles, where I used to live for many years and happy to be going  back for a week to work and play. It always amazes me when New Yorkers have such strong feelings about how horrible Los Angeles is. “It’s so superficial, it’s so plastic, it’s so hard to get around, I hate driving.” On and on. If you don’t like driving, I can forgive you that, but don’t ever let me catch you behind the… Read More »

Do not go gently into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light. So wrote Dylan Thomas as he watched his father grow frail with age. Not sure why, but I thought of this poem while reading the lead story in the New York Post about Madonna’s boy-toy…do I hate that expression…Jesus Luz. For there to be a lead story on Madonna’s poontang du jour, we must follow the bouncing publicist. This just means that Madge…a nickname I don’t really like…must have let out the Liz Rosenberg… Read More »

Perez Hilton needs to stop trashing Clay Aiken’s child. Sure, Clay Aiken has been plenty annoying since he did not win American Idol. The phenomenon of A.I. has created several out-of-the-blue superstars…and I use that term VERY loosely here. Whether Clay should continue to be fodder for Perez is one thing (even though he is on the cusp of being a has-been). But his kid…is another. Referring to “Clay Gayken and His Gayby” goes completely against Perez’s whole stance on gay rights. Problem for Perez is, he has overexposed himself through this Miss California/Miss USA scandal trying to be the… Read More »

My go-to reference for fashion is Style.com. It is by far the best website for fashion (not because my friend is an editor there) but because it has a confident, fresh voice plus the whole Vogue /  Anna Wintour thing going on behind it. It’s a frothy Vogue. Today’s story on Why Everything French Is Hot Again reminds us that the French have contributed way more to the world cultural stage than French Fries…or as George Bush so eloquently re-named them, Freedom Fries. Frankly, I think France (and I am sure the French would agree with me here) have never… Read More »

The other thing about non-interesting media whores who get to the top of the heap are those who write “memoirs” or “tell-alls”. There is a vast difference between an obscure writer, compelled to tell their life story, which strikes a chord and becomes a best-seller (Elizabeth Gilbert’s Eat, Pray, Love) versus Sarah Palin’s seven-million dollar book deal that will have as much depth as my shoe. Or how about the upcoming Studio Head by Jon Peters (Barbra Streisand’s ex hairdresser turned producer) who plans to reveal dirty details about all his trysts and even several of Streisand’s trysts as well.… Read More »

There are so many maroons that capture the media’s attention and become overnight sensations. And when I say sensations, I don’t mean they are sensational by any means. “Sensation” is a homonym, and has more than one meaning. So when you see a picture of  Spencer Pratt and Heidi Montag, who are media sensations, for some ungodly reason, it’s not a stimulation of the senses (as per the dictionary), it is more like a weird anomaly. OK, class, let’s skip the English pop quiz and move on. My point is: how on Earth do so many nobodies become somebodies? Why… Read More »

Did you watch the video of Wanda Sykes from this past weekend’s Corrsepondance Dinner? It was hilarious…as is she, always. So now, naturally, comes the backlash against some of her wisecracks about Rush Limbaugh. I mean…what?!? The fact that Rush, the Oxycontin addict, should be spared anything, considering the venomous tirades he spews on air, with psychotic right-wing, gun-toting, racists hanging in on his every word, is just shocking. He has said things that if a black man (or woman) said it, would be treated much differently by the media. Political correctness is one of the main motivations for why… Read More »

Some days it’s hard to focus on one specific issue that gives me my I Mean…What?!? Some days it’s a virtual smorgasbord of little nibbly bits makes up the sum of all parts. That’s the beauty of this process. There are no rules. As long as there is life on Earth, I will find those things that range from shockingly wrong to thoroughly annoying. For today, these kernels are stuck in my craw. I’d love to know what is stuck in yours. Do tell, leave a comment.… Read More »