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Random thoughts after midnight - insomnia strikes after long nap

By Joy A. Kennelly

Remind me never to lay down for a short nap at 5pm and then sleep for five hours. After waking up at 10pm I can't get back to sleep! Too funny. Oy vey.

I woke up at 5am today worried about politics and everything else going on right now in my world before falling back asleep for a short bit. Then waking up for another hour or so and then sleeping again. I should have blogged then because writing has a very soothing quality for me.

Now look at me! Wide awake and I don't think I even had caffiene today. Must be that time of the month - whoops, tmi. :)

Dumping my brain on screen causes me to relax which is why I finally have decided to do it now at 2:30 in the morning. Rather than continue watching all the food commercials on late night TV that are making me starving for Papa John's new pizza, Apple Bee's new promotions and everything else they're tantalizing me with.

Good thing I still have some pretzels around to munch on seeing as I skipped dinner in lieu of napping.

What to dump first. Let's see... Politics. Lest others have the misconception that I'm a new Obama lover, let's get this straight right off the bat.

I am still diametrically opposed to many of his recent decisions - you know, like FOCA, DOMA, Abortion funding in Mexico, the totally over-the-top, totally partisan, totally pork stuffed stimulus plan with no real results for years and no new jobs... Sound familiar? So, no, not a big Obama fan at the moment.

The inauguration was too long ago and now reality has set in. This is who this man really is and I am not particularly happy about his extremist positions. He's beginning to make Clinton look like a conservative. And I'm not the only one to be saying that either.

Interesting how there's been no outcry from the media on the amount of money spent on his inauguration (again, highest ever spent - I guess keeping in line with his expensive campaign too right?) when there is such an economic crisis in our country right now. Now if this had been a Republican? Total different story.

But then again, if he can bring into office someone who has not paid his taxes as the new person in charge of us paying taxes I guess he can pretty much do anything he damn well pleases - after all as Obama says, "I won". What a cocky statement, yet again - no outcry from the media cuz he's their newly appointed god.

Was a little comforting to hear on NPR no less that Obama's claim for transparency in office was dismally lacking when the White House tried to feed only white house photographs of the 2nd swearing in to the newswires. I was so proud of the journalists and news bureaus who refused to take the hand-outs and demanded there be more freedom in news coverage.

Now to see if that actually happens in the future or not. We'll see. I bet you this won't be the first, nor last time the media is shut out. Could get interesting! Maybe then for once the all positive news all the time mentality will be dropped and actual news will be reported.

Sorry, I'm very cyncial, but I've had two years of Obama campaigning to get to this point. You did hear that Obama received 90% positive media coverage during the campaign right? Well, that's not journalism folks - that's called publicity. And I should know.

I have been enjoying hearing from friends I haven't heard from for awhile on F/B (Facebook for the curious) whenever I post one of my little political jabs because I like hearing their viewpoints. Doesn't mean I agree, but I appreciate them taking the time to share. Just as I hope they feel about me.

I'm wearing some teeth guards to prevent me from grinding my teeth while I sleep and for some reason they're really causing a gag reaction right now. Guess I could take them out for now, right? Now I'm not speaking with a lisp any more am I? Just teasing.

Let's see what else is on my mind now that I've explained my non-partisan viewpoint - lol. I've had an extremely busy week. Lots of meetings, lots of work, and lots of good stuff happening. First off, had a full page of my inauguration pictures showcased in our local paper, The Beach Reporter, and was given great photo credit and a link to my website.

Plus, two other pictures I took were used in The Easy Reader with great photo credit too. Couldn't ask for better free publicity than that.

Once I've taken a picture of everything, I'll share. Have to admit, usually I get my clients into the paper and no one knows I'm the one behind the scenes doing that except for my clients. As a result, only we celebrate together. However, this go round, lots of people have recognized me which is really a great experience if you've never had it. Aint publicity grand?:)

I have a few more misc pix of my inauguration goodies to share too. And no, I'm not referring to hot men, only actual items I picked up while I was back east. Didn't pick up any hot men (didn't really see many for that matter - I guess brains and beauty really don't mix after all - JUST KIDDING! It's probably just a DC thing - you know - seeing as it's such a conservative town and all. Guess I'll have to stay living in Hermosa Beach to continue enjoying shirtless hot men.)

Just learned of an interesting opportunity to get more involved with politics and am going to pursue it. No, not local, national.  No, I'm not going to share just yet because I don't feel like having any competition since space is limited. If it happens, I'll share. Otherwise, that's all for now.

I had a great meeting with an actor from The Office who shall remain nameless to protect the innocent. Just know he's hilarious and as delightful in person as he is on the show. Definitely someone I would love to represent because those are the kind of people who make what I do fun. And it's all about the fun while working real hard right?

I pitched my local church the idea of creating a meetup site for our church activities and I think they're going to go for it. There's got to be more people than just me who are seeking spiritual enlightenment and may just not know where to go right?

Are you? Visit and come up and see me sometime (ala Mae West). I'll be the one running the slideshow for the service on occasion. It's been really fun doing it because it's kind of like a game between those of us doing it and the worship music director.

Which direction is he going to head next that isn't in order of how the songs are presented online? How many slides is he going to skip over? How long is going to stay on this chorus line? Which song is he completely going to ditch?

I love the mental challenge and have fun singing along loudly from the back hoping he'll realize I'm on to him and he can't lose me! Totally kidding, but it certainly does make you pay more attention when you're the one everyone is counting on for the screen display. I'm pretty good if I do say so myself.:)

I have been having fun writing copy for a dried fruit snack product that is absolutely delicious and I'm not just saying that. I hate eating fruit for whatever reason and really love this product. It's 1.5 apples per package and they're crunchy, light, non-greasy, french fry shaped snacks.

My friend Shana is always saying - eat an apple when you're hungry cuz it will fill you up which I just hated and never did. However, if I had this snack handy I know I would. Once I finish writing up their company backgrounder and the site goes live I'll share it with you. I promise you're going to get addicted like I am. They're that good. I just wish some of the local grocery stores would carry them sooner than later. We'll see.

What else? Oh, I have been thinking about Mr. NYC all day and wish he would magically reappear soon. I took his number out of my phone to stop texting/calling so much after watching the commercials for He's Just Not That Into You to see if it was true or not. We'll see.

Speaking of that film, I'm going to the premiere on Monday night. Can't wait because there's so many of my favorite actors involved and I think the movie looks very funny. I'm hating to see it on one hand because I've read the book and know I'll see myself on screen in certain scenarios. OY!

On the other hand, I think Bradley Cooper is adorable and would love to see him up close and personal. He's probably married. Don't worry I hold my crushes private in public. I am not a stalker. Repeat, I am not a stalker. :)

I'd be a pretty lousy personal publicist for celebrities if I did wouldn't I? Could you imagine how much trouble I'd get into if I acted on every silly crush I have had on actors that I bumped into at red carpet events? Too funny. Never going to happen cuz it's not polite and not in my character. Secret crushes for me!:)

Good thing too because I just received my schedule as press escort for the Oscars and I'm going to be pretty busy. Can't wait!

I think I'm finally getting sleepy now that it's almost 3:30am and am going to quit now. Have a good morning too ok?

After the Inauguration - jubilant chaos...

By Joy A. Kennelly

(Please scroll down to the Jane Harmon post to gather the captions for the pix if you're coming here for that information.)

Just returned from Kathleen Paralusz' first Meet & Greet as she pursues one of the three seats available on the Manhattan Beach City Council. Vote for her come March and if you can, catch one of her many upcoming Meet & Greets listed on her website. She is one sharp lady and I love seeing women get involved in this way. She has some excellent endorsements too.

I don't live in MB, but I love politics and find it's a great way to meet intelligent, involved people who care about the community. Time to expand my political horizons above and beyond Hermosa.:) Arentcha happy Hermosa? LOL

Wanted to give you the final wrap up of what it was like in DC after the inauguration event from my perspective. Also to say, it was beyond amazing to be part of history. I really am grateful to have been selected to participate and am so glad I got to experience the Obamania up close and personal.

Obama is such a dynamic man. I totally understood why so many people followed and promoted him. I wish him all the success in the world for his sake and our country's sake. God bless us one and all. Now back to the account of the day.

I ducked out while the poet was speaking and the gay bishop was going to pray because I figured it was going to be crazy once the inauguration ended and I wasn't wrong. We had to exit the way we had come in and people were jumping the fence and ledges to get out of the crowd. One guy was nice and agreed to catch me as I joined the rest in jumping over a wall too.

We were all heading in all kinds of directions hoping to find a metro that would take us out of the crowds. There were no taxi's and none of the security seemed to know anything. I heard later that there were more military in DC than in Afghanistan that day alone!

I also heard that the reason there was no taxi service was for security purposes. It didn't make sense at the time, but it made sense later. Apparently that's why the metro system was a total mess too.

One guy I met was complaining that DC hadn't planned for this event well enough because all the metros were such a mess comparing to the ease of the New York City subway system. I had nothing to compare to since LA is the least non-car friendly city around and could just nod and smile.

When I left the area I made the decision to walk along one of the streets that I thought would lead me back to Chinatown because I had my bearings from there, but made the mistake of walking in the total opposite direction by accident.

I wasn't the only one aimlessly wandering around. One lady described the scene as something out of a horror film. I kept feeling like it was the end times where a bag of gold could buy a piece of bread from that 70's rapture film because everyone just seemed so disoriented and bewildered.

I had run out of memory on my camera because I took so many videos (which I still haven't figured out the best way to upload.) As a result, I have no pictures to share with you. Just know it was really amazing that everywhere you looked there were just throngs and throngs of people walking, waiting for the buses lined up, no cars driving anywhere, just crowds of people lined up for the metro.

The only good thing about walking the way I traveled is that I made it to the outskirts of town and to one of the few functioning metro stations. By this time I was absolutely exhausted from the emotional rollercoaster of the day's events, standing for hours in the cold, and total lack of sleep. I was also alone because Jeannette didn't get my calls till too late to connect till later.

I had wandered into a housing development neighborhood and didn't think I'd ever find a place to eat when I found a woman passing out a flyer for a cafe, or what she called a cafe. It was actually the basement of a church that had decided to serve lunch for a reasonable price to everyone who came through which was really nice.

They normally served the homeless and the service was extremely slow, but soul food never tasted so good. I had home-made pulled pork sandwich, home-made cole slaw and fries. YUMMY. It was so nice to use a real restroom vs. a porta pottie, sit down and relax. There were all types of people - all ages, all races, it was really pleasant. I felt like this is what America is all about. People coming together to share a wonderful event that the whole world celebrated with us.

After eating I decided to continue trying to figure out my way home and joined the throngs heading towards the only metro in the area. Since I had decided to skip out that night and head to the airport then to make sure I caught my 7am flight the next day, I stopped in the local Safeway to pick up some food and water.

I've never experienced such a crowded grocery store in my life. There was a huge line to use the restroom which lined one wall. There were also groups of people sitting on the floor everywhere doing what? I don't know. There were many others sitting on the ledges of the refrigerated food sections everywhere you turned.

Food packages were ripped open and just lying around like people had been snacking indiscriminately. The lines were long and the manager kept shouting "Please be patient. Please have your money ready to pay to help the lines move."

It really felt like looting could begin any minute - it was extremely unsettling. I was one of few white people in this part of town which also made me want to get out there before dark and before any real craziness began. Sorry, but that was my true feelings at the time.

(I'm watching the SAG Awards and just have to say I absolutely adore Meryl Streep - she always gives the best acceptance speech.)

When I left there was a HUGE line of people waiting to enter the Metro that was wide and deep and wrapped way around the block. I took one look at the line and decided right then there was no way I was going to go to the back of the line which was really awful of me, but I'm sorry, that's just what I felt then.

I just wanted to get home and walked up to the front of the line and cut in with a few other people bold enough to lead the way. People were yelling at us to get to the end of the line because they'd been standing still for what was probably hours and the line had just begun moving, but I didn't care.

Self-preservation was very high at that moment of time. I'd been polite and patient all day long and had finally reached my final straw. I just wanted the hell out of dodge. It was still wall-to-wall people entering the terminal and on the actual train.

One guy was very gentlemanly and gave up his seat for me to sit. I ended up sitting next to a woman wearing a full length fur coat from Mississippi who was very nice.That was what was so cool about that day. You met people from all over the United States and we were all united in one moment. It was so special you really had to be there to know what I'm talking about. Maybe there was something to the Obamania after all.:)

Fortunately, I only had five stops to go before reaching my stop. My friend Jeannette, who didn't make any of the stops to eat or shop I had made along the way, ironically enough arrived at our area right about the same time as me. She had gotten caught in the crush of people trying to get out of Downtown and was literally exhausted.

We popped into our local cafe to allow her to eat since she hadn't eaten all day. When she was finished we jammed home and both quickly packed and were out the house in less than an hour. She to MD and me to the airport. The bus transport was so nice and gave us free passage in honor of the day. The bus riders were buzzing all the way to the airport, but I just sat quietly exhausted.

Upon arrival I checked in hoping I could go standby, but my ticket didn't allow it. I ended up hanging out in one of the bar/restaurants watching the news with one of the other guys who had to wait. After they closed, we moved downstairs to a coffee spot and found another group of people waiting on flights too.

That's when the fun began because we all began sharing stories from our inaugural experiences. If you want to read some of their stories, go to my twitter page because I uploaded them there as soon as I heard them -

We had a great time! Two hours passed quickly since we were watching the ball coverage and chatting. As soon as it hit midnight I left to go through security. I was fortunate to meet a nice airport guy who persuaded me to move from where I had camped out to the actual terminal and gate where I was to leave.

The airport was completely empty and it was so nice and warm I instantly fell asleep. I woke up hours later to people milling around and soon after got on my flight. I was still so exhausted I slept all the way home. As soon as my seat mates left to go use the restroom, I was instantly back asleep.

When I got off the plane I couldn't wait to strip off my shoes and socks because my feet were aching. No wonder, since my ankles and feet were swollen almost three times their normal size. I hadn't experienced that since I was pregnant nine years ago!

I was so exhausted it took me days to finally feel like myself and I kept napping every day since arriving home. I finally feel back to normal. And that ends my inaugural trip to DC for the historic Obama ordination, oh I mean presidency.:)

Have a good one. Thanks for your interest. Now the real work begins for everyone!

May God Bless America and God bless you!

Finally! Inauguration Day pix and stories from my DC Trip

By Joy A. Kennelly

(For those looking for captions to the pictures I sent out, please scroll down to the blog about the Pre-Inaugural Brunch with Congresswoman Jane Harmon - that's where they are.)

I've had real mixed emotions about everything since coming home to LA and it's taken me a couple of days to process my feelings over what I experienced and witnessed while in DC for the Inauguration. At first I really hated being home and hated everything about CA - the vapidity, the lack of public transportation, the familiarity, the regularity of life, the same 'ole, same 'ole seemingly of everything.

It was all I could do to not jump on another flight back to be around politically minded people who were doing something for our country again. However, once I had caught up on my sleep, talked to a couple of select friends, and realized these feelings were typical of anyone who had experienced such a life-changing event as I had, then I settled down.

Still doesn't mean I don't have the desire to go back to DC asap, but at least now I don't hate everything about the South Bay and CA any more. Sorry, but it was true. You can only take so much beach bum mentality for so long. Or the same familial patterns that never seem to change.

That said, I met some great people from the South Bay while visiting back east and they give me hope that there are signs of intelligent life in this area. LOL Who knew I had to fly all the way back east?

Okay, enough of that topic though.

Picking up where I last left off on my DC Adventure... After returning home from a disappointing excursion to the Kennedy Center to see if I could collect any of the free tickets for the Aretha Franklin concert later that night only to learn they had passed out vouchers to all the people who had shown up at 7:30am rather than wait till 4pm like they announced, I was jonsing to go out and be with people.

I tried reaching out to a few people to see if they were hitting any parties, but most were in for the night since the inauguration was the next day, or didn't return my calls/texts. Jeannette, my new DC friend and house-mate, understood my frustration and assured me that if she was only a few years younger and not so exhausted she would definitely have gone out with me to see what kind of trouble we could stir up.

We compromised and went to dinner at our local favorite restaurant, Cafe 1612, and caught up on CNN. The funny thing about the woman we were renting from is that she didn't believe in cable saying she was out too much to bother and all her appliances, TV's etc were from the early 70's or so. It was almost like stepping back in time.

Jeannette was almost beside herself without the news and we were happy to enjoy the bar atmosphere while I tried to blog a bit. It always takes me much longer than people realize to write anything of meaning and I was only able to share half my experience. No worries, it was enough.

Most of the rest of the house was ready to fall asleep at 9pm in anticipation of waking up at 3am to leave the house by 4am, but I was too ancy and stayed up till 10pm. Whoo hoo! I was glad I had slept the bit I had though come 3am.

I had thought Jeannette was a little extreme in her concern about getting to our designated spaces in time, but once we were on the road it was quite obvious she was really smart in getting us all moving in a timely fashion.

Even by 4am it was a virtual mad house. I've never seen such throngs of people waiting in line. Many had never gone to sleep, but were staying up overnight to ensure their entry. It was really crazy. We took a cab as close as we could and then walked until we found a metro that would take us closer.

Here's a few pix from this part of our excursion. What cracked me up is one of the ladies traveling with us loved to say, "Watch out, elderly lady" and I teased her by saying, "Come on old lady". I tease my mom that way and she took it in stride too because she could tell I was just teasing.

Me and my house-mates  The metro This is an example of how crowded the metro was even this early. It only got worse as the day continued. Apparently someone got knocked onto the train tracks and was killed or injured (never did hear which was true) and that caused one metro to completely shut down for three hours with people stranded inside.

They were so dehydrated when they got out that the police made a chinese man open his store and just pass out water bottles to help people not pass out. I heard later that some people waiting at the purple section never were even allowed in because a few people had heart attacks. Over 30 children were taken away due to hypothermia. I wouldn't doubt it! It was bitter cold and this was just the start of the morning!

All four of us traveled as far as we could together, but then the three of them split off to find their silver entrance whereas I dashed off to find my blue entrance. Silver was behind the water and my area was directly behind the seating area much closer.

I knew that my local City Council Member hadn't planned to leave his house till 8:30am not aware of what a crazy place this was turning into. I texted him at 5am to warn him to leave asap. Never did hear back whether or not he made it in, but highly doubt it.

Here's some pix from my waiting in line. I had picked up this paper because I knew I wanted a momento of the day and it turned out to be quite a great prop. I held it up full-length once I was inside and apparently made it on the news my girlfriend told me via text. I also was interviewed on the radio and probably shocked the news announcer when I told him I hadn't voted for Obama, but was attending nonetheless.

I actually shocked quite a few people when I revealed that I had campaigned for the other guy. My house-mates teased me and said I had better sleep with one eye open because they were going to pop my air mattress in the middle of the night. Did I already tell you that? I can't remember what I've told and what I haven't.

The other house-mate who came in a day later was sharing with Jeannette about all the campaigning she had done for Obama and how she had come out from CA even though she didn't have a ticket. When Jeannette shared with her that I had one, the lady asked, "What did she do to get one?" They both busted up when Jeannette explained I hadn't done anything and was a Republican!

It really was a fun experience to be one of the few Republicans in a sea of Democrats. Here's a few now...:)

Blue gate Isn't the glowing cool?
Blue line
Me in line That's how close I got to the entrance. It was so cold at one point I started leaning up against this guy back-to-back just to warm up. I didn't know him and he didn't seem to mind - really helped! I did meet a really nice young girl from KY who was a fellow Republican. She and 40 plus other students had made the trek to watch this historic event too. We had fun discussing politics before the line began moving and I lost her.
In line

What was so cool about being crowded together like cattle is that everyone was courteous, happy, and in great spirits. We were all crammed up so close you really had no other choice. People were chanting OBAMA, OBAMa. It kinda bothered me when they began singing O Come Let Us Adore him because I thought it was rather sacriligious, but to many, Obama is their god I guess.

We stood crammed together from 5am till 9am when they opened security and we began moving through the zig zag lines to get in. It really went smoothly once you passed the security and it felt really great to be able to move around. Here's a pic of the security area to give you an idea of what it was like.

Security Once you were through security there were porta potties lined up along the path leading in to the open area where we all ended up congregating again. Here's a few pictures to show how empty it was originally and then how crowded it soon became as soon as it got closer to the actual start-time.

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Statue 9am Before My ticket allowed me to stand right behind the seated section which was very close. The news stationed themselves in front of us and were constantly panning the audience. Here's some pix of how crowded it became and more of the view I had.

10 am This was what that empty space looked like at 10am. It soon became so crowded you couldn't move left or right. I felt a little claustrophobic, but also warmer!:)
Best This is the newspaper I held up that the news crew shot. Once a publicist, always a publicist is all I have to say. I picked up more newspapers that day because I love these kind of special remembrances.
Capital best This is what it looked like when it filled in. I heard Dustin Hoffman, Steven Spielberg and many other celebrities were seated on the stage which was cool. We saw a few walking by, but no one that big.Ch 7 This is channel 7 discussing how they were going to shoot I guess. Notice how empty? Pretty soon almost every seat was taken. It made us all laugh when the announcer invited us to all sit down after a certain portion of the event because we all really wanted to, but there was no place to do so!
Friends This couple became my friends since were standing together so long. He was especially moved by Obama's presidency because of his realization that now anything was possible for him as an African American. It was very moving to share this moment in history with so many African Americans. One girl teasingly said this was probably the first inauguration that so many African Americans actually attended and I wouldn't doubt that was true.

Filming This guy was constantly filming us so if you happened to see someone who looks like the below picture, that was me!
 Me3 I felt like a Russian Cussack the entire time, but at least I was warm. At a certain point, vanity just had to go out the window especially when you're dealing with frigid conditions.

The red curtain The red curtain was where everyone was walking through to find their seats. I was rather disappointed in the reception Bush received, but it was to be expected. No class is all I have to say. He was our President after all and deserved some respect, but tacky people do tacky things.

Jeannette told me later in her area people were signing Na Na Na Na Na, hey hey, good bye, but they shut up when she and others asked, "What would Obama do?" I guess that's the new WWJD - lol. When Bush flew off later it was really amazing to look around and see everyone waving him off. I know many were happy to see him gone and I can't say I didn't agree, but still he served us for 8 years and kept America safe from terrorist threat.

It will be very interesting to see how long that lasts under Obama. Sorry, but that's what I feel and I can't change that opinion. Just because I was there didn't mean I accepted or approved of everything he stands for and does.

I loved the entire ceremony and was happy to see Pastor Rick Warren said a good prayer. I appreciated hearing Obama's speech, but to be honest there was a part of me that was simply terrified knowing he was going to be leading our country. I didn't cry, I didn't share the same emotions of so many there that day because even though I wanted to get caught up in the emotion, my mind was too much in control.

I cried a bit later when sharing about the African American couple who stood behind me and how much that day meant to them. That, I could relate to. However, the idea that Obama is our savior and going to change the world just doesn't feel right. He's just a man and the sooner people realize that, the more realistic their expectations of what he will accomplish will be.

Sorry to be so hard-nosed, but I guess that's just my trust issues rising to the top. One of black Dem friends called me to say, "You now have two Chocolate Daddy's" iimplying that he and Obama were going to take care of everything. I had to laugh because I thought it was funny, but don't really believe it.

I know so many of my Dem friends are going to be mad for me saying so, or incredulous that I could even think such blasphemous thoughts, but again, he's just a man and I have to remember that God is ultimately in control.

So, that is my perspective on the actual inauguration. It really was a special day and something I will remember for years to come. I have to run to a cocktail reception for an aspiring MB City Council Member, but will share more later on what happened once the Inauguration was over.

That's when the craziness really began.

Pre-Inaugural Brunch w/Congresswoman Jane Harmon & Civil Rights Legend, John Lewis

By Joy A. Kennelly

Monday morning started out bright and shiny because Jeannette really wanted to hear her favorite news show, Morning Joe, at the Dubliner Restaurant in the Phoenix Hotel. Ironically enough, that's the hotel my pre-inaugural brunch with Congresswoman, Jane Harmon, and Civil Rights Legend, John Lewis, was going to be held later on.

We arrived around 7am, but the line was around the block because people had shown up at 4:30am to get in line. We decided to head off to Union Station to get warm and grab a snack since Jeannette was going to be a volunteer at the Martin Luther King Day event later on.

Here's some pix of Union Station to give you an idea of the Obamania and great marketing job Pepsi did. Too funny. The first one is my favorite, can you tell why?

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One for all  Obamamania Oh boy Together Yes you can Vendors Protesters Outside Union Station protesters continued.
Outside PHX Entry
Outside and then inside the Phoenix Hotel. Don't you love how close it is to the Capital? When we returned Jeannette was able to catch the tail end of her event which was fun.
Morning with joe
Jr jane me I bumped into my Hermosa Beach Mayor, JR, upon arrival and we grabbed this pic with Congresswoman Jane Harmon before she got too busy. What a fireball of energy! Group shot at jh There were actually quite a few South Bay residents in attendance. I met Torrance Mayor, Cliff Numark and his lovely wife, Executive Producer of Extreme Makeover, Diane Korman, and Manhattan Beach Mayor, Richard Montgomery and his lovely new bride, Diane.

Government officials L to R - MB City Council Member, Nick Tell, Torrance Mayor, Cliff Numark, State Assembly Member 53rd District, Ted W. Lieu, HB City Council Member, Michael DiVirgilio, HB Mayor JR Reviczky, and MB Mayor, Richard Montgomery.

Group shot  L to R - Torrance Mayor, Cliff Numark and spouse, Diane Korman, Civic Couch Founder, Brad Jacobson & MB City Council candidate and spouse, Kathleen Paralusz, two people I don't know, HB Mayor, JR, Councilwoman 15th District, Janice Hahn, Congresswoman, Jane Harmon, former MB Mayor, Jim Aldinger, MB City Council Member, Nick Tell, MB School District member I believe, Amy and her son.

Group shot with JH Janice Hahn is the one wearing orange and is the sister to Jim Hahn, our former Los Angeles Mayor candidate.
Congresswoman, Jane Harmon gave a very inspirational speech celebrating Democrats and our new president. It was a little hard to listen to, but I figured hey, her candidate won and God bless everyone for feeling victorious! I was just thrilled to be there at all. Apparently thousands of people had applied and only 198 received tickets. I am very thrilled and blessed to have experienced this wonderful trip.
Dr buzz aldren Astronaut Dr. Buzz Aldren in the foreground
Guests Everyone listened wtih rapt attention.
John & jane Jane warmly welcomed Civil Rights Legend and personal friend, John Lewis to the podium to share his thoughts on Martin Luther King day. It was extremely moving. I only wished my son, Eli, could have been there to hear him speak.
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John Lewis & Jane
John Lewis & Jane2
Sidney & John Lewis Sidney Harmon was very instrumental in the Civil Rights Movement and good friend of John Lewis too. He is a really neat man. No wonder Jane is so successful. What a team.
Jane & richard Buzz & john John & hahn Jr & JOhn Jr & john2 Me & john Me john jim Me with ted Michael, dayna, jr2
MB residents Alex & me  This is Alex, Staff Assistant, who was very helpful this whole time. Thanks Alex!
Captial As I left, the sun had risen a little more.
Mayors & MD3 Our South Bay Government Officials.
South bay at lunch We all went out for lunch afterwards. RB Mayor, Mike Gin, is in the foreground. I really enjoyed getting to know people outside my area better and learning what they're up to in their cities. It was a really fun time.

I then dashed off to attend the mixer Airbed and Breakfast founders, Nathan and Brian, had thrown for everyone at Oya. It was a little too high-end for the attendees, but still nice to see others.
Airbed founders Obama O's Chinatown Chinatown - isn't it fun? Check out all the vendors all over.
Vendors2 Vendors3 Bens chili bowl2 This was my first stop for dinner, Ben's Chili Bowl, made famous by the fact President Obama ate there. Lines were around the block when I came home that day. I really wanted to buy this guy's magazines, but didn't have cash. Then I forgot.:)
Vendors4 Jnet Jeannette received a beautiful certificate commerating her volunteerism. Very cool.
Peta Gotta love PETA, right? More later.

DC "We are One" Concert pictures - in no particular order again

By Joy A. Kennelly

Maries2 Before bundling...

Bldg After bundling up...
Cocoran gallery Corcoran Gallery of Art
Jeannette2  My house-mate, Jeannette is an avid Democrat, yet we got along great! She really helped me get around and made sure I got places in time to see everything perfectly. She's a local which made her very knowledgable of everything. Thanks Jeannette!
Parade route This was the parade route already set up and secured with no access by Sunday.
Winter sky
Sign Concert security Security Security2 Tv reporting Before the concert it was pretty empty.
Long shot Snipers Bruce2 Choir Concert Crowd2 Mary j Concert3 Concert5 Concert9 Garth brooks Obama2 Josh groban Stevie wonder & usher More of my group Crowd5 Crowd7 U2 Crowd8 Lincolhn Crowd9 Crowd10 Group Cute girls with obama stickers Crowd12 Jack black Kumar My gang My other group Obamas2 Beyonce2 WwII3 WwII2 WwII memorial Me at ww2 Me2

Jeanette This is volunteer extraordinaire, Jeannette. She & I connected after the concert and enjoyed dinner together before heading home.

This day was a blast, but also a little bittersweet because even though I had been contacting the adoptive couple for weeks to see if I could visit my son while I was back there, they kept saying they'd be gone and didn't let me know till  Sunday (despite my call on Friday to see if we could still connect before they left) that their plans had fallen through and would I like to come visit.

By then it was too late. The crush of people coming to town was too much to battle to head out to their home an hour away and they weren't able to come in to meet me any where either. I was really, really, really bummed because the next day was the pre-inaugural brunch with my Congresswoman, Jane Harmon, who had as her special guest, Civil Rights Leader, John Lewis, who I would have loved for Eli to meet.

Apparently, since they're beginning to consider becoming foster parents Eli has more curiousity about his adoption and all of sudden I have value for being in his life. That's the hardest part about this relationship. It feels like if Eli doesn't ask questions, or acts like he misses me, then the adoptive parents don't see the value of cultivating our relationship.

I know they don't mean to do this, nor are they even aware that's what it feels like, but when you try to speak to someone for months and months with no response only to have a call out of the blue because he has questions... To also learn that he wasn't given a present I had sent in November till January also really stung. What are they thinking?

Kind of makes you feel bad. That was a really bittersweet way to end my day because the concert was so uplifting and a total blast. It was a just a reminder of the role I play as a birthmother which isn't always easy. I hope Eli never doubts my love for him and realizes I try to reach out to him often. Maybe as he gets older he will realize he can reach out to me too.

I can only hope. I'm going to upload this blog and write more about the rest of my trip in a new one just so they don't get too long. Thanks for popping by.

Highlights from DC Trip for the Inauguration - in no particular order

By Joy A. Kennelly

First art I saw in DC by Artist, GA Gardner.
Another art gallery Another art gallery2
Another art gallery3 That one painting of Obama reminded me of a cross between Bill Cosby and Obama.:)
Another art gallery4 Another art gallery5 Another art gallery6 Art3 Sign Art2 Art4 Art6
Piano Me
Art10 Art11 Art gallery Art gallery2 Art gallery3 Building Building2 Building3 City street2 City street Billy joel Kissinger
Nat'l portrait gallery3 Natl art gallery Nat'l portrait gallery4 O me an mccain Whittaker Bush & clinton Joan Nat'l portrait gallery5 Nat'l portrait gallery2
City street3 City street4
Dar bldg Vendor Obama signs Statue Vendor2 Vendor3 Vendor4 Corcoran gallery Corcoran gallery2 Jon stewart Obama signs2 Me & white house White house2 White house Washington memorial Washington memorial2

Mie n yu

More to come soon. Have a good one.

Inauguration highlights of my experience in DC this week

By Joy A. Kennelly

Where to start? This has been the absolutely most amazing week of my entire life. I love politics, I love DC, I'm beginning to love Obama like all my Democrat friends have for so long, and I love the energy and excitement that is evident everywhere you turn.

I left Friday morning not knowing where I was staying and landed hoping that my airbed reservation was confirmed. It was and thus began the adventure of my life. The first night I was so exhausted I wasn't sure if I had the energy to go hit an art opening and am glad I did.

Met an amazing artist who may have me rep him to the Los Angeles gallery scene since I've done that for other artists very successfully. We shall see!

But you don't care about that do you? If you want to be kept up-to-date on what's the latest in my world when I am away from the computer, please sign up to follow me on twitter - I'm having a ball and try to update quite frequently. You can read my past tweets to get the vibe of my experience in abbreviated form there.

I had the good fortune of connecting with a woman who has been volunteering at different activities and lives locally at the place I'm staying which has been extremely beneficial in navigating the city. We woke up early the day before to get her to her post at what I call the "Pep Rally for America" concert at Lincoln Memorial and even though I thought it was extreme decided to take her advice and go with her.

I made it through the security point without issue (what did you think? LOL) and have to admit it was rather intimidating to see so many military and police personnel all along the route to get in. It was very clear you were not to get out of line.

There were tons and tons of porta potties lining the walkway too. I ended up getting very close to the front and took tons of pix and video which I will share once I get home. I need to edit and upload which takes awhile. You will love it though. Come back and visit again.

It was a really young group of people initially, but as the day progressed (I was there from 9am - 4:30pm) the crowd became more diverse with lots of races, ages, styles and personalities. We were all sitting down thinking we would relax during the concert, but that dream soon ended when people began walking all over us. It was ridiculous and people were really aggressive.

We began hooking arms to create a wall to prevent the surge which was funny after awhile. What cracked me up is this little young East Indian woman got all mad at me when I touched her boot with my shoe to get her attention. She kept shooting me dirty glares and finally I said Listen, you pushed your way in here so deal with it. She finally mellowed out and it made me laugh to see her continue to get knocked around by all the others who kept pushing their way past her as the time passed.

Served her right. Excuse me for breathing. LOL

In any case, the majority of people in attendance were absolutely delightful and friendly. I felt like this is what Woodstock might have been back in the day except everyone was a lot more conservative and of course totally bundled up because of the freezing weather.

As soon as the concert began all of us were on our feet where we stayed for the entire concert. We were dancing, singing, clapping, jumping, waving, shouting, screaming - it was a mad house. I took some video to share the vibe because the TV program, although really wonderful, doesn't quite capture the mood of the crowd to be honest.

I really do feel like it was a total pep rally that our country really needs! I had so much more respect for Obama and what everyone has been saying about him after that because it was such a great marketing event. Where else does the President elect have a captive audience of loyal fans to share his personal thoughts one last time before 100's of thousands of people?

I was close enough to distinguish where people were standing, but for all close-ups I had to rely on the jumbo tron like everyone else. I have tons of pix which I hope turn out ok. I have to admit Bono, Garth Brooks, Usher and Stevie Wonder and so many were my favorites! I don't think there was an artist I didn't like, and you have to admit you agree right?

Also, did you notice how young and unusual the presenters choices were? That was also an obvious pandering to the younger demographic who voted Obama into office, but so be it. I loved it! Jack Black anyone? The one who drew the most gasps was the East Indian actor who plays the pot smoking guy in White Castle or whatever that movie was.

Very cool. You totally felt, along with everyone else, that you were part of history and this was something you were going to be telling your children and your children's children for years to come. It was such a special experience.

What was a little unsettling when we were leaving was to see sharpshooters on towers watching all of us as we were leaving. Hey, they got to do what they got to do I guess. I'm sure there were many more that weren't so obvious too. Did you notice the protective shield around the Obama's and Bidens too?

I laughed, I cried, I shouted, I screamed, I sang along, I danced, I waved, and I hugged so much that day. It was really one of the highlights of my trip out here. Really amazing. If you haven't watched the concert - you really must get HBO just to see it.

What I loved were all the little young Republican guys who were taking flack from everyone, but good-naturely took it. They said they were Patriots first and foremost which is, and always has been my take on this whole thing.

I have to get my house -mates home and will write more in a bit. Thanks for stopping by! You're missing out if you're not here is all I have to say!:)

DC is amazing!

By Joy A. Kennelly I just got back from a full day of art sight seeing and I haven't walked this much in forever! The streets are filled with vendors selling Obama memorabilia, everyone is super friendly, and it's way cold. Apparently, it's the coldest it's been in a long time. There was a water main break just a block away. I finally found a place to stay that is only $100/night and in a great location. Easy access to the metro, the bus line and very close to Downtown. Just joined Twitter and am learning. If you're interested, go to and look me up. I'm thejoywriter - I'm still trying to learn how to update my f/b page from my phone, but this is good for now. I saw some amazing art at over 5 galleries today. I was jammng - in and out. Saw the National Portrait Gallery, another one whose name I forget, numerous smaller galleries and ended up at the Cochran Gallery for the Richard Avedon exhibit just five minutes before closing. I have some great pix from today which I will upload when I return since this isn't my computer and it takes a long time. Even with multiple layers on it's freezing out here. Hard to believe just a few days ago I was living in 80 degree weather and now am walking around in 10 degrees! I have a friend flying in tomorrow and we have talked about hanging out. He has two friends working with Obama which should make for some good times. We shall see. I slept ten hours upon arrival here because I had so little sleep organizing my trip prior to leaving. Tomorrow I'm getting up super early to get a good place for the live concerts that will be taking place pretty much all day. Can't wait. I love the energy in this town. I also love their transportation system because it's so efficient! Get on and get off - it has been ok today, but I'm worried it's going to be worse the closer it gets to the actual swearing in day. Because I was buzzing around so much haven't really met too many people, but figure this will change in the upcoming days once my friend arrives. All I have to say is, this is the most patriotic thing I've ever done in my entire life. I am so happy to be here and so proud to be an American I can hardly stand it. That's all for now. I am neglecting my house mates and want to join the conversation. Have a good one!

DC bound - what a ride this has been.

By Joy A. Kennelly

I woke up this morning at 4:45am and for hours researched what was happening in DC, where I could stay, what to expect and corresponding with various new friends back east. Got my ticket to the Pre-inaugural brunch put on by my Congresswoman, Jane Harman which I'm excited to attend.

Bummed the adoptive family and my son will be out of town, but now that I know what the conditions are back there it's probably just as well. So many street closures, security, and people - lions, and tigers and bears oh my!

Turns out my Hermosa Beach Mayor, JR, and City Council Member, Michael DiVirgilio, are going to DC too. I will see them at the brunch which will be nice because I don't really know anyone back there. I do have friends going, but they're going with big groups and who knows if we'll connect. I hope so, but I'm not holding my breath.

I want to see some of the museums, art galleries and concerts. I actually like traveling alone because then you meet more new people and can just do whatever you want without having to check in with someone else. Although sometimes it's nice to share experiences too.

I'll just have to mix it up a little! Through some good friends I have located a place to crash for two nights for free out in Arlington which will be a new experience. I also found a couple cool places in the city through friends and this cool website which lists places to crash with people. I'm thinking of offering up my place some other time as a trade to get out of town more often. We'll see how this trip goes.

I've gone back east plenty of times, but never remember where my one girlfriend lived when I visited her last. Lately, I've just been going to where the adoptive couple lives and it's way out of town. I'm excited to explore again. I love DC. It's so beautiful and you feel such electricity in the air. I'm sure the city will be even more so now that Obama's inauguration is happening.

So, on the eve of my departure I still don't have a confirmed space although the woman I wrote earlier today who lives in the city said it was ok for at least Friday. OY! I do have back up and I'm sure it will all work out. I totally feel the way I felt when I went to Europe the first time - not knowing what to expect, having some feelers out in all directions and totally winging it.

I was debating earlier this week when I saw how cold it was going to be and when I still didn't have my place nailed down. However, two good friends encouraged me and the rest is history. One told me to think of all the hotties I would meet - that was motivation. I'm sure there will be a lot of handsome black men back there and they LOVE me!:) The other said to just buy gloves and toughen up, or words to that extent.

I'm so glad I did. I feel like I've tipped over the edge and am now free falling down the other side. Should be a very interesting few days regardless of what happens! Wish me well! I wish you well and will try to write updates on my new Twitter account - thejoywriterpr if/when I figure out how to do it!:)

Okay, that's all for now. I think my clothes are dry and I really must begin packing. OY! I have a 6am flight. Double OY!

Whew, my DC inaugural trip is slowly, but surely coming together

By Joy A. Kennelly

Have to admit, one of the reasons I haven't been writing is because I've been in a state of mental conflict on whether or not I should attend the inauguration because of certain considerations.

However, I'm pushing forward in a "radical step of faith" as one person has called my journey. I have a ticket to the pre-inaugural brunch by my Congresswoman Jane Harmon and a ticket to the actual inauguration which has made so many of my Democrat friends jealous and my Republican friends puzzled.

I can't let them down!:) I have a lot of good people in my life who are cheering me on and now that one good friend has just sent me a cool website with lots of leads, it looks like it might come together. I have to go research more now.

Will write more later!

"America as the Last Man Standing" - In light of what's happening worldwide have to share

America as the Last Man Standing

Speech by Geert Wilders, chairman of the Party for Freedom, the Netherlands, 25 September 2008, Hudson Institute

Dear friends, Thank you very much for inviting me. Great to be at the Four Seasons. I come from a country that has one season only: a rainy season that starts January 1st and ends December 31st. When we have three sunny days in a row, the government declares a national emergency. So Four Seasons, that’s new to me.

It’s great to be in New York. When I see the skyscrapers and office buildings, I think of what Ayn Rand said: “The sky over New York and the will of man made visible.” Of course. Without the Dutch you would have been nowhere, still figuring out how to buy this island from the Indians. But we are glad we did it for you. And, frankly, you did a far better job than we possibly could have done.

I come to America with a mission. All is not well in the old world. There is a tremendous danger looming, and it is very difficult to be optimistic. We might be in the final stages of the Islamization of Europe. This not only is a clear and present danger to the future of Europe itself, it is a threat to America and the sheer survival of the West. The danger I see looming is the scenario of America as the last man standing. The United States as the last bastion of Western civilization, facing an Islamic Europe. In a generation or two, the US will ask itself: who lost Europe? Patriots from around Europe risk their lives every day to prevent precisely this scenario form becoming a reality.

My short lecture consists of 4 parts.

First I will describe the situation on the ground in Europe. Then, I will say a few things about Islam. Thirdly, if you are still here, I will talk a little bit about the movie you just saw. To close I will tell you about a meeting in Jerusalem.

The Europe you know is changing. You have probably seen the landmarks. The Eiffel Tower and Trafalgar Square and Rome’s ancient buildings and maybe the canals of Amsterdam. They are still there. And they still look very much the same as they did a hundred years ago.

But in all of these cities, sometimes a few blocks away from your tourist destination, there is another world, a world very few visitors see – and one that does not appear in your tourist guidebook. It is the world of the parallel society created by Muslim mass-migration. All throughout Europe a new reality is rising: entire Muslim neighbourhoods where very few indigenous people reside or are even seen. And if they are, they might regret it. This goes for the police as well.

It’s the world of head scarves, where women walk around in figureless tents, with baby strollers and a group of children. Their husbands, or slaveholders if you prefer, walk three steps ahead. With mosques on many street corner. The shops have signs you and I cannot read. You will be hard-pressed to find any economic activity. These are Muslim ghettos controlled by religious fanatics. These are Muslim neighbourhoods, and they are mushrooming in every city across Europe. These are the building-blocks for territorial control of increasingly larger portions of Europe, street by street, neighbourhood by neighbourhood, city by city.

There are now thousands of mosques throughout Europe. With larger congregations than there are in churches. And in every European city there are plans to build super-mosques that will dwarf every church in the region. Clearly, the signal is: we rule.

Many European cities are already one-quarter Muslim: just take Amsterdam, Marseille and Malmo in Sweden. In many cities the majority of the under-18 population is Muslim. Paris is now surrounded by a ring of Muslim neighbourhoods. Mohammed is the most popular name among boys in many cities. In some elementary schools in Amsterdam the farm can no longer be mentioned, because that would also mean mentioning the pig, and that would be an insult to Muslims. Many state schools in Belgium and Denmark only serve halal food to all pupils. In once-tolerant Amsterdam gays are beaten up almost exclusively by Muslims. Non-Muslim women routinely hear “whore, whore”. Satellite dishes are not pointed to local TV stations, but to stations in the country of origin.

In France school teachers are advised to avoid authors deemed offensive to Muslims, including Voltaire and Diderot; the same is increasingly true of Darwin. The history of the Holocaust can in many cases no longer be taught because of Muslim sensitivity. In England sharia courts are now officially part of the British legal system. Many neighbourhoods in France are no-go areas for women without head scarves. Last week a man almost died after being beaten up by Muslims in Brussels, because he was drinking during the Ramadan. Jews are fleeing France in record numbers, on the run from the worst wave of anti-Semitism since World War II. French is now commonly spoken on the streets of Tel Aviv and Netanya, Israel. I could go on forever with stories like this. Stories about Islamization.

A total of fifty-four million Muslims now live in Europe. San Diego University recently calculated that a staggering 25 percent of the population in Europe will be Muslim just 12 years from now. Bernhard Lewis has predicted a Muslim majority by the end of this century.

Half of French Muslims see their loyalty to Islam as greater than their loyalty to France.

Now these are just numbers. And the numbers would not be threatening if the Muslim-immigrants had a strong desire to assimilate. But there are few signs of that. The Pew Research Center reported that half of French Muslims see their loyalty to Islam as greater than their loyalty to France. One-third of French Muslims do not object to suicide attacks. The British Centre for Social Cohesion reported that one-third of British Muslim students are in favour of a worldwide caliphate. A Dutch study reported that half of Dutch Muslims admit they “understand” the 9/11 attacks.

Muslims demand what they call ‘respect’. And this is how we give them respect. Our elites are willing to give in. To give up. In my own country we have gone from calls by one cabinet member to turn Muslim holidays into official state holidays, to statements by another cabinet member, that Islam is part of Dutch culture, to an affirmation by the Christian-Democratic attorney general that he is willing to accept sharia in the Netherlands if there is a Muslim majority. We have cabinet members with passports from Morocco and Turkey.

Muslim demands are supported by unlawful behaviour, ranging from petty crimes and random violence, for example against ambulance workers and bus drivers, to small-scale riots. Paris has seen its uprising in the low-income suburbs, the banlieus. Some prefer to see these as isolated incidents, but I call it a Muslim intifada. I call the perpetrators “settlers”. Because that is what they are. They do not come to integrate into our societies, they come to integrate our society into their Dar-al-Islam. Therefore, they are settlers.

Much of this street violence I mentioned is directed exclusively against non-Muslims, forcing many native people to leave their neighborhoods, their cities, their countries.

Politicians shy away from taking a stand against this creeping sharia. They believe in the equality of all cultures. Moreover, on a mundane level, Muslims are now a swing vote not to be ignored.

Our many problems with Islam cannot be explained by poverty, repression or the European colonial past, as the Left claims. Nor does it have anything to do with Palestinians or American troops in Iraq. The problem is Islam itself.

Allow me to give you a brief Islam 101. The first thing you need to know about Islam is the importance of the book of the Quran. The Quran is Allah’s personal word, revealed by an angel to Mohammed, the prophet. This is where the trouble starts. Every word in the Quran is Allah’s word and therefore not open to discussion or interpretation. It is valid for every Muslim and for all times. Therefore, there is no such a thing as moderate Islam. Sure, there are a lot of moderate Muslims. But a moderate Islam is non-existent.

The Quran calls for hatred, violence, submission, murder, and terrorism. The Quran calls for Muslims to kill non-Muslims, to terrorize non-Muslims and to fulfill their duty to wage war: violent jihad. Jihad is a duty for every Muslim, Islam is to rule the world – by the sword. The Quran is clearly anti-Semitic, describing Jews as monkeys and pigs.

The second thing you need to know is the importance of Mohammed the prophet. His behaviour is an example to all Muslims and cannot be criticized. Now, if Mohammed had been a man of peace, let us say like Ghandi and Mother Theresa wrapped in one, there would be no problem. But Mohammed was a warlord, a mass murderer, a pedophile, and had several marriages – at the same time. Islamic tradition tells us how he fought in battles, how he had his enemies murdered and even had prisoners of war executed. Mohammed himself slaughtered the Jewish tribe of Banu Qurayza. He advised on matters of slavery, but never advised to liberate slaves. Islam has no other morality than the advancement of Islam. If it is good for Islam, it is good. If it is bad for Islam, it is bad. There is no gray area or other side.

If you want to compare Islam to anything, compare it to communism or national-socialism, these are all totalitarian ideologies.

Quran as Allah’s own word and Mohammed as the perfect man are the two most important facets of Islam. Let no one fool you about Islam being a religion. Sure, it has a god, and a here-after, and 72 virgins. But in its essence Islam is a political ideology. It is a system that lays down detailed rules for society and the life of every person. Islam wants to dictate every aspect of life. Islam means ‘submission’. Islam is not compatible with freedom and democracy, because what it strives for is sharia. If you want to compare Islam to anything, compare it to communism or national-socialism, these are all totalitarian ideologies.

This is what you need to know about Islam, in order to understand what is going on in Europe. For millions of Muslims the Quran and the live of Mohammed are not 14 centuries old, but are an everyday reality, an ideal, that guide every aspect of their lives. Now you know why Winston Churchill called Islam “the most retrograde force in the world”, and why he compared Mein Kampf to the Quran.

Which brings me to my movie, Fitna.

I am a lawmaker, and not a movie maker. But I felt I had the moral duty to educate about Islam. The duty to make clear that the Quran stands at the heart of what some people call terrorism but is in reality jihad. I wanted to show that the problems of Islam are at the core of Islam, and do not belong to its fringes.

Now, from the day the plan for my movie was made public, it caused quite a stir, in the Netherlands and throughout Europe. First, there was a political storm, with government leaders, across the continent in sheer panic. The Netherlands was put under a heightened terror alert, because of possible attacks or a revolt by our Muslim population. The Dutch branch of the Islamic organisation Hizb ut-Tahrir declared that the Netherlands was due for an attack. Internationally, there was a series of incidents.

The Taliban threatened to organize additional attacks against Dutch troops in Afghanistan, and a website linked to Al Qaeda published the message that I ought to be killed, while various muftis in the Middle East stated that I would be responsible for all the bloodshed after the screening of the movie.

In Afghanistan and Pakistan the Dutch flag was burned on several occasions. Dolls representing me were also burned. The Indonesian President announced that I will never be admitted into Indonesia again, while the UN Secretary General and the European Union issued cowardly statements in the same vein as those made by the Dutch Government. I could go on and on. It was an absolute disgrace, a sell-out.

A plethora of legal troubles also followed, and have not ended yet. Currently the state of Jordan is litigating against me. Only last week there were renewed security agency reports about a heightened terror alert for the Netherlands because of Fitna.

Now, I would like to say a few things about Israel. Because, very soon, we will get together in its capitol. The best way for a politician in Europe to lose votes is to say something positive about Israel. The public has wholeheartedly accepted the Palestinian narrative, and sees Israel as the aggressor. I, however, will continue to speak up for Israel. I see defending Israel as a matter of principle. I have lived in this country and visited it dozens of times. I support Israel. First, because it is the Jewish homeland after two thousand years of exile up to and including Auschwitz, second because it is a democracy, and third because Israel is our first line of defense.

Samuel Huntington writes it so aptly: “Islam has bloody borders”. Israel is located precisely on that border. This tiny country is situated on the fault line of jihad, frustrating Islam’s territorial advance. Israel is facing the front lines of jihad, like Kashmir, Kosovo, the Philippines, Southern Thailand, Darfur in Sudan, Lebanon, and Aceh in Indonesia. Israel is simply in the way. The same way West-Berlin was during the Cold War.

The war against Israel is not a war against Israel. It is a war against the West. It is jihad. Israel is simply receiving the blows that are meant for all of us. If there would have been no Israel, Islamic imperialism would have found other venues to release its energy and its desire for conquest. Thanks to Israeli parents who send their children to the army and lay awake at night, parents in Europe and America can sleep well and dream, unaware of the dangers looming.

Many in Europe argue in favor of abandoning Israel in order to address the grievances of our Muslim minorities. But if Israel were, God forbid, to go down, it would not bring any solace to the West. It would not mean our Muslim minorities would all of a sudden change their behavior, and accept our values. On the contrary, the end of Israel would give enormous encouragement to the forces of Islam. They would, and rightly so, see the demise of Israel as proof that the West is weak, and doomed. The end of Israel would not mean the end of our problems with Islam, but only the beginning. It would mean the start of the final battle for world domination. If they can get Israel, they can get everything. Therefore, it is not that the West has a stake in Israel. It is Israel. 

It is very difficult to be an optimist in the face of the growing Islamization of Europe. All the tides are against us. On all fronts we are losing. Demographically the momentum is with Islam. Muslim immigration is even a source of pride within ruling liberal parties. Academia, the arts, the media, trade unions, the churches, the business world, the entire political establishment have all converted to the suicidal theory of multiculturalism. So-called journalists volunteer to label any and all critics of Islamization as a ‘right-wing extremists’ or ‘racists’. The entire establishment has sided with our enemy. Leftists, liberals and Christian-Democrats are now all in bed with Islam.

This is the most painful thing to see: the betrayal by our elites.

This is the most painful thing to see: the betrayal by our elites. At this moment in Europe’s history, our elites are supposed to lead us. To stand up for centuries of civilization. To defend our heritage. To honour our eternal Judeo-Christian values that made Europe what it is today. But there are very few signs of hope to be seen at the governmental level. Sarkozy, Merkel, Brown, Berlusconi; in private, they probably know how grave the situation is. But when the little red light goes on, they stare into the camera and tell us that Islam is a religion of peace, and we should all try to get along nicely and sing Kumbaya. They willingly participate in, what President Reagan so aptly called: “the betrayal of our past, the squandering of our freedom. 

If there is hope in Europe, it comes from the people, not from the elites. Change can only come from a grass-roots level. It has to come from the citizens themselves. Yet these patriots will have to take on the entire political, legal and media establishment.

Over the past years there have been some small, but encouraging, signs of a rebirth of the original European spirit. Maybe the elites turn their backs on freedom, the public does not. In my country, the Netherlands, 60 percent of the population now sees the mass immigration of Muslims as the number one policy mistake since World War II. And another 60 percent sees Islam as the biggest threat to our national identity. I don’t think the public opinion in Holland is very different from other European countries.

Patriotic parties that oppose jihad are growing, against all odds. My own party debuted two years ago, with five percent of the vote. Now it stands at ten percent in the polls. The same is true of all similarly-minded parties in Europe. They are fighting the liberal establishment, and are gaining footholds on the political arena, one voter at the time.

Now, for the first time, these patriotic parties will come together and exchange experiences. It may be the start of something big. Something that might change the map of Europe for decades to come. It might also be Europe’s last chance.

This December a conference will take place in Jerusalem. Thanks to Professor Aryeh Eldad, a member of Knesset, we will be able to watch Fitna in the Knesset building and discuss the jihad. We are organizing this event in Israel to emphasize the fact that we are all in the same boat together, and that Israel is part of our common heritage. Those attending will be a select audience. No racist organizations will be allowed. And we will only admit parties that are solidly democratic.

This conference will be the start of an Alliance of European patriots. This Alliance will serve as the backbone for all organizations and political parties that oppose jihad and Islamization. For this Alliance I seek your support.

An Islamic Europe means a Europe without freedom and democracy, an economic wasteland, an intellectual nightmare, and a loss of military might for America - as its allies will turn into enemies, enemies with atomic bombs.

This endeavor may be crucial to America and to the West. America may hold fast to the dream that, thanks to its location, it is safe from jihad and sharia. But seven years ago to the day, there was still smoke rising from ground zero, following the attacks that forever shattered that dream. Yet there is a danger even greater danger than terrorist attacks, the scenario of America as the last man standing. The lights may go out in Europe faster than you can imagine. An Islamic Europe means a Europe without freedom and democracy, an economic wasteland, an intellectual nightmare, and a loss of military might for America - as its allies will turn into enemies, enemies with atomic bombs. With an Islamic Europe, it would be up to America alone to preserve the heritage of Rome, Athens and Jerusalem.

Dear friends, liberty is the most precious of gifts. My generation never had to fight for this freedom, it was offered to us on a silver platter, by people who fought for it with their lives. All throughout Europe American cemeteries remind us of the young boys who never made it home, and whose memory we cherish. My generation does not own this freedom; we are merely its custodians. We can only hand over this hard won liberty to Europe’s children in the same state in which it was offered to us. We cannot strike a deal with mullahs and imams. Future generations would never forgive us. We cannot squander our liberties. We simply do not have the right to do so.

This is not the first time our civilization is under threat. We have seen dangers before. We have been betrayed by our elites before. They have sided with our enemies before. And yet, then, freedom prevailed.

These are not times in which to take lessons from appeasement, capitulation, giving away, giving up or giving in. These are not times in which to draw lessons from Mr. Chamberlain. These are times calling us to draw lessons from Mr. Churchill and the words he spoke in 1942:

“Never give in, never, never, never, never, in nothing great or small, large or petty, never give in except to convictions of honour and good sense. Never yield to force; never yield to the apparently overwhelming might of the enemy”.

Very busy right now - DC bound!

By Joy A. Kennelly

I've been enjoying doing quick updates on Facebook rather than long posts on here because I've been so busy.

I'm in the final countdown to heading to DC for the inauguration not sure where I'm staying yet, but am getting ready!

That's all for now. I've got too much going on mentally, professionally and otherwise to do my typical long-winded blogging.

Hope you're having a great week!

Thanks for praying; Free Life International, Beach Cities Professionals

By Joy A. Kennelly

Tony is recovering in stable condition at the hospital which is a huge relief. Apparently, he could have died, but the doctors caught the blockage in the nick of time (his ex-wife demanded he go to the hospital which basically saved his life! Got to love her for that.)

He is one of my friends from church and my Free Life International business. Unfortunately, he won't be able to join us in Ontario for the huge launch event they're hosting for our latest weight loss product this Saturday (which you're all invited to! Click here for the location nearest you.), but I'm sure he'll hear all about it from us soon enough.

Makes you really appreciate taking care of your health because we think drinking GoChi Juice really helped him with its anti-inflammatory and healthy immune functions. Go to my website here to see all the scientific back-up for it's amazing health benefits yourself!

I can't wait to try the new weight loss drinks because I'm ready to shed some poundage in time for the inauguration. Maybe combined with Jenny Craig... We'll see. I know I talk a lot about weight loss, but this year I think I'm going to really do it.:)

I must say, being part of my SoCal Business Networking International Beach Cities Professional chapter located in the wonderful Manhattan Country Club has really inspired me to do a lot of things differently this year with my business.

I've always helped other people create their marketing image, but felt I didn't really need a brochure or other marketing materials myself because I normally generate business through word-of-mouth referrals. Other people have usually talked me up and I didn't have to.

However, attending weekly business meetings where each time I must share something that sets me apart from other PR firms in the area and really acknowledging my successes publicly in verbal fashion has made me realize it's time to step up my game and create my own marketing materials to give to people to read and pass on too.

What's cool is my group has so many great people who have been screened and reviewed by our very thorough, discriminating membership committee, I have numerous resources to turn to for help in this area.

My "Power Team" partner, Ryan Gagajena of My Website Design Source, is going to help me revamp and re-design my current website to make it easier for me to update and utilize which has been bothering me forever.

If any of you have websites that you haven't been able to update because it's too complicated, or requires additional web assistance that you simply don't have the time or money to do so, then I highly recommend contacting Ryan for his services. He's also an expert in e-commerce site building. Great person to know.:)

I also love the fact that we have so many professionals in our group who are tops in their field because then you're learning from really quality people on the way they present their businesses. When you work independently, you don't always have the opportunity to share resources and information as readily as you might in the corporate world which is the other reason I love my Beach Cities Professionals Group.

Also, when I have questions on how to handle an account, or whatever issue related to my business I can ask any of the qualified professionals in my group who have successfully been running their companies, services, projects for advice which is freely given.

My other "Power Partner", Chuck Weiner of Computing Solutions, is always giving us little bits of cool information pertaining to our computers which is invaluable. Recently, he announced the basically free Quick Books that Staples was offering and numerous people took advantage of this generous rebate opportunity just because of his generous insider advice.

This week he offered free online back-up of all our computer hard drives which is something I'm definitely taking him up on. He's been doing this type work for over 30 years and really knows his computer stuff - if you need help, call him!He's confidential, accurate and takes care of you.

That's all for now. Just had to share because even though getting up early is one of my least favorite things to do, I have to say this BNI experience is changing my life, the way I do business and growing my business exponentially!

Have a great week and get thee to a local BNI chapter - my chapter, Beach Cities Professionals, meets every Tuesday at 7am -8:30am at the Manhattan Country Club. Visitors pay $10 per visit and if your industry isn't listed in the membership on the site, we'd love to have you come and check us out! Most visitors who've visited normally join. We're that good.:)

Now to get back to work. Have a good week everyone!

Please pray for my friend Tony who had a heart attack

By Joy A. Kennelly

Just heard the news that my good friend, Tony, who I've known for many years has just suffered a heart attack this past Friday and is in the ICU. Hearing it via email was a shock and I've been on the phone ever since trying to find a live person to share my grief with someone who knows him.

Please pray for he and his daughter Nicole. He's such a great guy and someone I consider a good friend. She needs and loves him and so do so many of us.

Thank you for reading and praying.

Church of the Beach Cities welcomes you to kick off the New Year with God.

By Joy A. Kennelly

I decided since it's Sunday and it's a day when you wake up wondering what to do sometimes, that I'd invite you to consider attending my church with me. It's called Church of the Beach Cities and is located in Manhattan Beach, CA right below Polliwog Park off Manhattan Beach Blvd, on Redondo Ave at the Manhattan Beach Elementary School.

We meet at 9am and 11am today and 6pm last night at that location.7pm tonight at the church office is a Brazilian service lead in Portuguese by Pastor Billy who is Brazilian for all the Brazilians in the house.(I love writing Brazilian - can you tell? lol)

I love this church because it is so multi-cultural and friendly and welcomes everyone who visits so warmly. I've said this before, but in case this is your first time hearing of it - we have an African American pastor, a Brazilian pastor and a white pastor married to an East Indian woman. Isn't that cool? I just love multi-racial church services because that's what heaven is going to be like and that's what the world is like now.

Plus, Church of the Beach Cities are interested in growing which makes it fun because then you have more opportunities to get involved in ministries and help out and invite people. What Pastor Ken was sharing recently is that too often people go to church and they just sit and only absorb the message. They absorb so much without giving back in service that they become "obese" with God. I liked that image because it's so true.

If all you ever do is take in God's word and you don't apply it to your life through additional Bible study with others who want to grow too, service to others or telling others, then you're going to overload on the good stuff! I want my life to be growing spiritually and you can only do that when you get involved in weekly Bible Studies where you can grow with others on a more personal level, help out in some capacity with a ministry or volunteer opportunity, and just give back.

Since working with small children wasn't really my thing (although I love them and they love me!), I didn't really have an outlet at my last church which is one of the reasons I decided to move on. I do miss everyone there still, but know this is where God has me for now. I needed the accountability and friendships with singles I now have too. I've been going to church since I was a child and once my life was back on track with God I wanted to grow faster and give back more.

I still struggle daily with my sins and succumb even when I don't want to and vow to never do that particular sin again, but the like the Bible says, the spirit is willing, but the flesh is weak. I believe it was Paul who says in the Bible,

“To keep me from becoming conceited because of these surpassingly great revelations, there was given me a thorn in my flesh, a messenger of Satan, to torment me. Three times I pleaded with the Lord to take it away from me. But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me. That is why, for Christ’s sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong.” –  2 Cor. 12: 7-10

I have to run, but click on this link: entitled Thorn in the Flesh - Paul’s Struggle for a great analysis of these scriptures - it may help you with something you're spiritually struggling with too!

Oh, and if you care to join me today, here's a link to Church of the Beach Cities site for all the details:

See ya there! Oh, and for those wondering whatever happened to my cooking my chicken breasts and the fire alarms? I had to pull all of them off the ceiling to make them stop, but I did get my chicken cooked to perfection. Although, my apartment did smell of curry for a few days afterward until I remembered the secret my friend told me about coffee grounds absorbing scents you don't want.

Whew! Now I know what I don't know about cooking which will come in handy when Chef Dave begins writing up some of his recipes for his new cook book we're beginning to work on together. I'll just have to be his guniea pig in the kitchen because I'm pretty clueless when it comes to cooking and then we can see what works for those who are like me. LOL

I do cook a mean lasagna though I will give myself that. :)

Okay, that's all for now. Gotta run. Have a great Sunday everyone and remember, God loves you and so do I!

My birthday, New Year's Eve and Rose Parade

By Joy A. Kennelly

Normally I would give you the blow-by-blow account of my feelings and birthday and New Year's Eve, but I don't feel like doing that today. Just know, I had a very nice day, got a lot accomplished, enjoyed watching Yes Man (great way to bring in the new year - saying yes to life!), and then the next day enjoyed the Rose Parade and shopping with my dad and friends.

Lovely, lovely, lovely time.

I used to go all the time with my family when we were younger and it was really special to spend another parade with my Dad. Here's some highlights from the Rose Parade of floats, horses, bands and other things I particularly liked:

My friend kept yelling, "I can see Russia" which made me laugh.
Band6 Who knew Hawaii had a marching band who wore pants?
Bulldog2 If you look closely in the right corner you can see the skateboarding bulldog. I absolutely LOVE bull dogs!
Dad My dapper Dad who has been going to this parade for over 50 years! He's an expert and we had no problem getting in and out quickly and easily. I should rent out his services...:)
Dad & jim He and his skiing buddy (yes, they still ski at 70 plus years of age) enjoyed the parade together.

Dancers2 I can't remember which city they were from, but this is for my male readers.
FavoriteThis float brought tears to my eyes. I really felt very patriotic the entire morning because it seems such an American thing to do - watch a parade and there was so much civic pride in each of the float displays. Really was a special time.
Float14 Horses8 Me2 I loved my vantage point on top of the ladder we brought because then I could see everything really well. A little homeless woman was camped out in the doorway we chose and she changed behind us on the street. I was surprised at how happy the parade made her though and she seemed fairly normal overall.

There was a woman walking around recruiting volunteers to count the homeless soon after and I just couldn't do it. If you'd like to help though, here's the link:

Float21 Horses5 Band14 
Car  Float8 Usc4 Float27 Horses11 Grand marshall Robot
Torrance2 Happy baby Happy attendees.
Lions club Horses12 Jack - best

This one was Jack in the Box and so much fun to dance along to the music with. They were having a great time!

 Kiwanis Me and dad2 Trader joes

Los angeles 


India2 India3 The India one was one of my favorites.

New mex 


The Mexican floats and activities drew the loudest applause from our section because we were with predominantly Hispanic parade viewers. We figured out other whitey's must have paid $85 to sit in the bleachers because they certainly weren't anywhere near us. Too funny. Really gave you a different perspective of the parade!

 Rose queen 

Rose queen - main 



Surfin' Garden of oz 

These were not in order of the parade, but I hope you enjoyed them nonetheless! Happy New Year and enjoy your weekend!