The Scarlet Woman

¡Hola! Everybody...
Though it looks corny, I’m going to go see the new Clint Eastwood film, Gran Torino. I think that Eastwood’s artistic creativity blossomed in his later years. His Unforgiven, for example, is one of the best of the modern westerns -- definitely in the top ten westerns ever. I hated Million Dollar Baby because I felt the second half of that piece took the easy artistic way out through melodrama - but even there, that first half with him and Morgan Freeman chewing chunks of the scenery, was awesome to watch. Mystic River (based on a book by one of my fave writers, Dennis Lehane) was a masterpiece with the fantastic Sean Penn leading an ensemble cast expertly directed. White Hunter, Black Heart, Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil-- the list goes on.

Or... I’m just looking at the TV box and I forgot that a Puerto Rican Christmas film is finally coming out. Shoot, there’re plenty of White Christmases and even Black Christmases, it’s about time we have a PR Christmas! Nothing Like the Holidays has an all star cast headed by Alfred Molina, John Leguizamo, Elizabeth Peña, and Debra Massing (yes, PRs fawk white people too). My friend, whose cousin Luis Guzman has a part in the movie, tells me it’s a great alternative to the silly mainstream of Four Christmases.

I love the following poem...

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-=[ Radical Femme ]=-

I stand five-foot-ten in my six-inch heels,
My new red hair is blazing in the sun.
Oh my sisters,
Spare me your judgments.

Let me tell you:
We are violated by those
Who would contain our greatest spirits and
Confine our largest passions
Into the small image of chastity.
We are raped by those
Who would have us believe that
Nice girls don't like sex.
They harm us more, and harm more of us, than
All the violence
of meat shot on split beaver.

Have you given the Goddess your orgasm today?

I love all that is sexy of woman:
Lean Atalanta with streamlined hips and
vulnerable earlobes, poised for flight;
Earthmother, abundant with flesh --
tits and belly and ass --
tremendous thighs and
A clear brown eye stunning me with candor.
A decorated beauty with mascara on her cheek
arches her back and clenches her fists,
Eyes gleaming in the candle watching mine eager:
Her muscles bulge as she waits her pleasure,
Magnificent her pleasure.
Have you given the Goddess your orgasm today?

In six-inch too-spikey heels
I went to a party with too many men.
I was five-foot-ten and none of them
tripped over me:
I don't need to run when I can look them in
the eye.

When my new red hair blazes in the sun,
I am not trivial.

I will wear my Self large and shiny,
Loud and passionate like the idols of my youth:
Mae and Bessie and Tallulah --
Outraging women,
Not to be ignored.

Yes, I stand five-foot-teen in my six-inch heels,
My new red hair is blazing in the sun --
Oh my sisters,
Spare your judgments.
Give the Goddess your orgasm today.

-- Scarlet Woman

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Love,

Eddie