Who's afraid of a Big Bad Lesbian? (And other Lady Talk)
I'm pretty sure there wasn't a media outlet or lonely blogger in Philly who failed to mention, yesterday, that Eagles' cheerleader Janelle Stangl (pictured below) was featured in this month's Maxim magazine as one of the NFL's finest pom-pom gals. Such is life in a championship-starved city knee deep in a slow-summer-news cycle.
What everybody failed to mention, in lieu of braggin' on Ms. Stangl, is that compared to the Dolphins' Lilly Robbins and the Bucs' Rachel Watson, Stangl's 1/4-page non-spread feels like an afterthought in print. (Remember that quaint notion, that everything isn't words on a screen?)
Neither here nor there, I suppose.
And the local angle's always a good one to latch onto.
But my favorite part of Maxim's September issue has to be Anna Kournikova basically inferring that young women need protection from mannish lesbians. To wit:
M: Just how "gay" is women's tennis?
AK: It was very open. Obviously, there are lesbian players, and it's no secret. It's a personal choice about how you're going to live your life, and that's it. As long as somebody doesn't push their views on you? Cool, good luck. I came to America when I was nine and I was always traveling with my mom or dad, so I was protected.
In other news, the right Rev. E.B. Webb XVI of the ATL reports on two items. The first has him contemplating a move north of the border:
TORONTO (Reuters) - Canadians who may have become tired of being passed over as porn stars will have a new, home-grown outlet to showcase their erotic talents. Federal regulators have granted Alberta-based Real Productions approval to launch a new digital pornography channel, which promises to serve up at least 50 percent domestic content. ...
"I think as Canadians there is a bit of a tiredness in seeing all American stuff," Shaun Donnelly, president of Real Productions, said during an interview on Friday. "There is always that thrill for something that is local and you get the sense that these are people you can meet at the supermarket."
The second has him becoming a fan of Olympic archery because he thought one of the gals was a nudist. Which, it turns out, she isn't. On the Swedish Olympic team, that is. Because she's pretty nude here.