good morning

stellar article in the ny times today:

http://www.nytimes.com/2007/06/05/business/worldbusiness/05fakes.html?ex=1338696000&en=8b35898d39f700ad&ei=5088&partner=rssnyt&emc=rss

peeps in the times newsroom are really hammering at this. there's article upon article covering all aspects of the scandal. meanwhile us expats over here are trolling the FDA website for info on toothpaste, dog food, whatever, relatively nonplussed about the fish feed substitution, the melamine additives, the fake factory front. don't like being blase about stuff like this - it is serious and i'm not denying that - but it's just not surprising.

in other news... took a flow 2 class with bill yesterday. the only thing that got my ass up was the fact that it was bill and i'd only done hot with him before. what can i say? true to his reputation, and anyone that knows me well enough here knows that i'm his biggest fan. the first flow 2 class where i wasn't rolling on the floor with back spasms at the end, and although it kicked the shit out of me, i really liked it. of course. bill is somehow able to effectively communicate exactly what/where/how you need to hit, and the challenge just lays in getting there, not grappling with what the hell you're doing on top of how to execute, like my normal reaction to flow classes.

enough yoga head speak. i don't like sounding like one of the thousands of converted that roam around in stella mccartney lycra and jump on soapboxes at the slightest chance.

so i read this morning in perez that obama has his own reggaeton song? fuggin hirarious. he is, of course, courting the further left vote with his strong statement of opinion on gay/lesbian rights despite his own heavily christian beliefs, and going after the latino vote (hence the song). i have to say, every day that goes by convinces me that halle berry may have it right - obama '08. as a woman, i struggle with the hillary thing, but i think she plays the game too far in the middle and too highbrow and backstage-strategic for these times. obama's theme is 'hope,' which sounds kinda hokey initially, but you start to see why he chose it. as a child of post-mtv gen x, you're bombarded by hyperstimuli at every level. i talk about simplicity and purity all the time as if it's some unattainable goal, some figurative holy grail. sometimes a little hokiness speaks volumes.

i want to read his book. i think it's called the audacity of hope. i saw it in garden books a while back, but it's in hardback and i'm too cheap-slash-broke to spend money on things that don't involve vodka or transportation (kidding... kidding). i'm interested in a mixed-race senator running for president who grew up in hawaii and therefore has a sensibility about the mash of culture and an exposure to poverty. my indo friends also like to point out that he had an indonesian stepfather and lived in indo for a while. just the life history would be compelling, no?