NIEUWS - 05 april 2006

De 100 meest un-sexy mannen ter wereld
Het is eens wat anders, ipv altijd overstelpt te worden met "sexy" mannen, zijn nu eens hun tegenpolen aan de beurt...Een paar verrassingen misschien, en Michael Jackson mocht van mijn part nog hoger in de lijst staan...
"Geniet" ervan!

Tom zorgt ervoor dat Katie haar mond zal houden tijdens de bevalling
Volgens Scientology, Tom's secte (en blijkbaar ondertussen ook al die van Katie) mogen vrouwen geen lawaai maken tijdens de geboorte van hun kind: geen gekreun, geen geween, geen geschreeuw, ... want dat zou kindlief kunnen traumatiseren
Aangezien dat misschien toch niet zo evident is voor een bevallende vrouw (dat heeft nu eenmaal de neiging pijn te doen), heeft Tom Cruise iets gekocht dat Kate tussen haar tanden kan houden als ze hun kind de wereld in perst.
Een bron vertelt de NY Daily News "In keeping with a Scientology silent birth, Tom is prepared to do whatever it takes to muffle Katie's moans and groans during the delivery."
Het nieuws wordt natuurlijk door het koppel in alle talen ontkend... maar het levert wel weer leuke roddel op!

Brangelina, part 45632
Het zou niet goed meer boteren tussen dat andere celebrity-koppel, Brad Pitt en Angelina Jolie. Volgens sommige bronnen heeft Angelina Brad al naar de sofa verbannen, anderen gaan zelfs nog een stapje verder door te zeggen dat Brad na een ruzie met slaande deuren is vertrokken.
Zo is er onenigheid over waar het kind moet geboren worden (Ange wil best wel in Afrika bevallen, terwijl Brad toch voor een Amerikaans ziekenhuis opteert), en ook mama Pitt zorgt voor problemen. Zij wil nl dat haar kleinkind niet als "bastaard" op de wereld gezet wordt, en zou graag hebben dat het koppel het huwelijksbootje instapt voor het geboren is. Ange van haar kant is niet meteen van plan te trouwen... Trouble in paradise!

JK Rowling over Pink en Stupid Girls en dikke mensenSorry, in het Engels, maar ja, JK vertaal je nu eenmaal niet...

"Being thin. Probably not a subject that you ever expected to read about on this website, but my recent trip to London got me thinking...

It started in the car on the way to Leavesden film studios. I whiled away part of the journey reading a magazine that featured several glossy photographs of a very young woman who is either seriously ill or suffering from an eating disorder (which is, of course, the same thing); anyway, there is no other explanation for the shape of her body. She can talk about eating absolutely loads, being terribly busy and having the world's fastest metabolism until her tongue drops off (hooray! Another couple of ounces gone!), but her concave stomach, protruding ribs and stick-like arms tell a different story. This girl needs help, but, the world being what it is, they're sticking her on magazine covers instead. All this passed through my mind as I read the interview, then I threw the horrible thing aside.

But blow me down if the subject of girls and thinness didn't crop up shortly after I got out of the car. I was talking to one of the actors and, somehow or other, we got onto the subject of a girl he knows (not any of the Potter actresses – somebody from his life beyond the films) who had been dubbed 'fat' by certain charming classmates. (Could they possibly be jealous that she knows the boy in question? Surely not!)

'But,' said the actor, in honest perplexity, 'she is really not fat.'

'"Fat" is usually the first insult a girl throws at another girl when she wants to hurt her,' I said; I could remember it happening when I was at school, and witnessing it among the teenagers I used to teach. Nevertheless, I could see that to him, a well-adjusted male, it was utterly bizarre behaviour, like yelling 'thicko!' at Stephen Hawking.

His bemusement at this everyday feature of female existence reminded me how strange and sick the 'fat' insult is. I mean, is 'fat' really the worst thing a human being can be? Is 'fat' worse than 'vindictive', 'jealous', 'shallow', 'vain', 'boring' or 'cruel'? Not to me; but then, you might retort, what do I know about the pressure to be skinny? I'm not in the business of being judged on my looks, what with being a writer and earning my living by using my brain...

I went to the British Book Awards that evening. After the award ceremony I bumped into a woman I hadn't seen for nearly three years. The first thing she said to me? 'You've lost a lot of weight since the last time I saw you!'

'Well,' I said, slightly nonplussed, 'the last time you saw me I'd just had a baby.'

What I felt like saying was, 'I've produced my third child and my sixth novel since I last saw you. Aren't either of those things more important, more interesting, than my size?' But no – my waist looked smaller! Forget the kid and the book: finally, something to celebrate!

So the issue of size and women was (ha, ha) weighing on my mind as I flew home to Edinburgh the next day. Once up in the air, I opened a newspaper and my eyes fell, immediately, on an article about the pop star Pink.

Her latest single, 'Stupid Girls', is the antidote-anthem for everything I had been thinking about women and thinness. 'Stupid Girls' satirises the talking toothpicks held up to girls as role models: those celebrities whose greatest achievement is un-chipped nail polish, whose only aspiration seems to be getting photographed in a different outfit nine times a day, whose only function in the world appears to be supporting the trade in overpriced handbags and rat-sized dogs.

Maybe all this seems funny, or trivial, but it's really not. It's about what girls want to be, what they're told they should be, and how they feel about who they are. I've got two daughters who will have to make their way in this skinny-obsessed world, and it worries me, because I don't want them to be empty-headed, self-obsessed, emaciated clones; I'd rather they were independent, interesting, idealistic, kind, opinionated, original, funny – a thousand things, before 'thin'. And frankly, I'd rather they didn't give a gust of stinking chihuahua flatulence whether the woman standing next to them has fleshier knees than they do. Let my girls be Hermiones, rather than Pansy Parkinsons. Let them never be Stupid Girls. Rant over." (JKRowling.com)

Quote van de dag
"Looking at my younger brother and sister and their friends, seeing my little sister's friends looking, like, to Lindsay Lohan and Paris Hilton--I just don't think that's anything to strive for. "
-Josh Hartnett, ook zelf niet zo het grote voorbeeld...

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