Tunes You Need Tuesday Outrage

It’s too bad Johnnie Cochran isn’t around anymore to say “this is an outrage!”  Somebody get Al Sharpton or Jesse Jackson on the phone, the ACLU, somebody.

I was going to write about the John Lennon tunes you need today, because Lennon’s killer was denied parole again today.  Wonder why?  Listen, buddy, you ain’t going nowhere, you killed a Beatle.   Anyway, I was going to do Lennon tunes, but I read a story on CNN.com that struck a chord and the plan changed.

Did you watch the Opening Ceremony of the Olympics from Beijing?  Did you see the little Chinese girl that sang “Ode to the Motherland” as the Chinese flag was brought into the stadium.  Yeah, she was lip-synching to another little girl’s voice.  The other little girl is named Yang Peiyi and the Chinese Olympic officials didn’t feel she was pretty enough to be the star of the show.  Insert outrage here.

Here’s the little girl we saw.  Cute little pig-tailed girl.  Cute, but apparently she can’t sing.  Chinese newspapers are reported as saying she would have a future in music, the tiny singer won the heart of the nation, on and on.
But they pulled a switchero on us.

Here’s the little girl we didn’t see.  She’s cute.  Her permenant teeth are coming in, like my daughter Molly’s.  Who’s to say she’s not as pretty as the other girl?  She’s a pretty little girl.

Angelina Jolie or Madonna are going to hear of this and try to go adopt her.  Just wait.

It makes me sick that in the Olympics of all places, it’s still about how pretty you are.  It’s the Olympics for goodness sakes, not Miss Universe!  Don’t get me started on pageants.  I might start writing in all caps if I get on that subject.   And hasn’t American Idol taught us that it’s not about what you look like if you’re a singer?  I’m talking to you, Clay Aiken.  You can wear all the foundation you want, color your hair, and wear contacts, but I remember your audition, Clay.  Let’s have a before and after, while I’m on the subject.

I love a good geek makeover.

Back to the Olympics girl.  I can’t imagine what kind of emotional scarring this little girl is going to grow up with.  I thought I had issues, but my country never told me I wasn’t pretty enough for something.  Stupid China.  That’s rejection on the biggest scale, isn’t it?  And I thought getting turned down for the Sadie Hawkins dance was bad.  Dayuuum.  Like I’ve said in a previous post, I was always the cute girl, never the pretty girl.  If I would have had anti-anxiety meds in high school my teenage years would have been a lot less stressful.  College and therapy make a big difference, I’m telling you.  Here I go to call in refills to the Target pharmacy.  Be good.