The Sonia Show

Writer. Podcaster. Beer drinker. Old movie watcher. Mother. Goober.


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It’s not a difference of opinion. They are wrong.

Yeah, so, stop treating racism, sexism, homophobia, anti-vaccination and climate change denial as a difference of opinion. It’s not a difference of opinion. They are wrong.

The media, in its quest to appear impartial, gives racists, bigots, anti-vaxxers and climate change deniers a platform to promote their lies. The media is both-sides-ing this country to death.

I like “Grease 2” more than “Grease,” but you like “Grease” more than “Grease 2.” That’s a difference of opinion. Denying that science is a thing and claiming that vaccines cause autism or that climate change is a hoax is not a difference of opinion. That’s wrong.

I’m over it, my friends. You say this bullshit to me, I’m not going to pretend that we have a difference of opinion. I will tell you that you’re wrong.

That is all.


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Anyone But Trump 2020

Yeah, so, I’m not going to lie … I really wish Bernie Sanders had sat this one out. I’m super, SUPER liberal, but I wasn’t impressed in 2016, and I’m not impressed now. I would have preferred he endorsed someone else and acted as the elder statesman (He’s 77 years old, my friends!) of the progressive movement that he is.

But I’m not writing this to shit all over Bernie Sanders. And I’m not writing this to shit all over Bernie supporters. (Although he has a very vocal group in his supporters, the Bernie Bros, who are real assholes.) Some of my best friends are Bernie fans. Seriously. I’m not just saying that in the way that racists try to pretend they’re not racist by pointing to their one African American friend. During the 2016 election we talked about our political differences like this:

My friend: “I’m going to vote for Bernie.”
Me: “Cool. I’m voting for Hillary.”

The end.

I’m writing this because things are already getting shitty on social media, and I think it’s important that we stick together! We need to do the right thing in 2020, my friends.

Bernie is not my candidate. I’m more of a Kamala Harris girl, or maybe Beto if he announces. That said, if Bernie wins the Democratic nomination, I will vote for him. I will vote for whomever the Democrat candidate is because that candidate will answer “no” to all my deciding questions.

  • Do you plan to separate parents and children at the border and keep children in cages?
  • Do you base policy decisions on “Fox & Friends” segments?
  • Do you require 5 hours of “executive time?”
  • Do you think some Nazis are “very fine people?”
  • Do you think abortion should be illegal in every case?
  • Do you think that journalists are the enemy of the people?
  • Do you want to take away people’s health care?
  • Do you want to give tax cuts to millionaires and make the lower and middle class pay for it?
  • Do think vaccines cause autism?
  • Will you embarrass this country on the world stage by acting like an entitled child?
  • Are you a sexist, egotistical, lying, hypocritical bigot?

If the Democratic candidate answers “no” to all of these questions, truthfully, then they get my vote. I mean, Predator Trump could answer “no” to all of these questions, but we’d know he was lying, so seriously, fuck that guy.

So, yeah, come on, my friends: Let’s have a positive, energizing democratic primary and may the best woman win.


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I have zero tickets to the gun show

Yeah, so, on Saturday I really wanted to go to the March For Our Lives in San Francisco. Gun control is something I feel strongly about, and by strongly I mean, “WTF America?! Get your shit together!” I’m always making calls and donating money to Moms Demand Action and the March For Our Lives, but I felt like it was important to get there.

To the people who say, “They’re coming for our guns:” I’m actually fine with that. I’d be fine with taking your guns. BUT, I realize that’s not realistic. We should ban semi-automatic weapons. Guns should be just as regulated as cars. You should have to take training and get a license before you can buy a gun, and universal background checks are a must. Of course, a universal background check won’t reveal if you have violent intentions for your gun, but at least we’re doing something instead of nothing. We’re doing nothing now, and that shit ain’t working.

OK, I’m done. Watch you step. Don’t trip on my soap box.

So anyway, I wanted to go, but large crowds and an autistic 6-year-old don’t mix. Instead, I watched the newsfeed of the Parkland students speeches in DC, and we grabbed some lunch at Rosamunde. I have three things to tell you about that:

  1. Rosamunde has Beyond Sausage now, and they are sooo tasty.
  2. They had Russian River’s Shadow Of A Doubt Imperial Porter on tap.
  3. When I got up to clean up our table, I tripped on a bench leg, fell on my face, and shattered two glasses and spilled leftover food. I looked just like this …

Everyone thought I was drunk off my ass at 2 p.m. I wasn’t! I swear! Even though my mighty, mighty good man David said to everyone, “She’s had a few.” LOL! I tried to clean up my mess and salvage my dignity, but then I remembered Samantha Fuentes’s speech at the march in DC. She threw up in the middle of it, and said, “I just threw up on international television, and it feels great,” and then finished her speech! I’m not allowed to be embarrassed about stupid shit ever again.

After lunch, we joined the march from City Hall to the Ferry Building, but we did it one block down to avoid the crowds and the noise. I think next time there is a big protest like this, I should organize a sensory march that shadows that official march, so people with sensory-processing disorders can march and have their voices heard, too.

There were a ton of great signs in San Francisco, but I think my two favorites are these two that I saw online:


Sign by teacher Madison Kambic.

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Maybe It’s The Theraflu Talking But …

Yeah, so, I am on Day 6 of the never-ending flu.

All week I’ve been coughing, blowing my nose and having weird fever dreams. Good times. I missed three days of work, and I had to work from home on Thursday and Friday. I need to go to see “Baby Driver” for this week’s Dorking Out, but I’m still coughing. I don’t want to ruin the movie for everyone by coughing throughout the movie. I’m hoping by Sunday morning, I’m coughing less so I can see it before we record on Sunday night.

I’m so sick and tired of being sick and tired. I have been drinking Theraflu for more than a week. I’ve probably built up a tolerance to it, and I should consider switching to a different cold med. Or maybe I should start pouring whiskey in it. I hate taking cold meds. They make me feel loopy. Theraflu is one of the only ones that works for me and doesn’t make me high.

So anyway, at some point this week, I was in the fetal position in bed, trying to fall asleep, and I started thinking about the GOP health care bill, because apparently I wasn’t already feeling shitty enough.

I started thinking about how fucked up it is that we need to have a health care bill at all. Basically we need a health care bill, because if we don’t the health insurance companies will fuck us all until we all die. That’s it, right? They absolutely won’t do anything even remotely close to the right thing AT ALL. Unless there is a law, health insurance companies will not offer us a policy at a reasonable price that covers reasonable medical bills.

Think about how fucked up that is! If you need cancer treatment or you have a baby, instead of covering your costs, which is what health insurance should do, they will find a way to screw you over and make you pay for it. They want you to pay for health insurance AND your medical bills, because if there isn’t a law so fuck you.

Health insurance companies are not just mindless robots, they are owned and managed by actual human beings with hearts and souls (in theory). I don’t understand how they sleep at night. How do they justify trying to screw people over during some of the most stressful times in their lives? “I know you’ve been diagnosed with heart failure and you’re fighting for your life, I need to make another $10,000 to throw on my giant pile of money.”

What am I missing? Are health insurance companies like sharks? Just killing machines. Sharks gonna shark. Health insurance companies gonna health insurance company.

I also started thinking about the people who work for the Predator Trump administration, because – once again – apparently I don’t think I’m suffering enough. They are just lying, awful pieces of human garbage, aren’t they? How do they even look at themselves? How do they talk about their day at work with their spouse?

Terrible person #1: “How was your day at work, honey?”
Terrible person #2: “Good! I bullied the White House Press Corp turning off their recording equipment and then I accused them all of being fake news. Then I lied about Trump’s Muslim ban and the Medicaid cuts in the GOP health bill. How was your day?”

Here’s the thing: It’s not just that these “people” have a difference of opinion. They are lying, and they know they are lying. But by lying they thinking they are winning. I’m not sure what they think they’re winning.

“Today I helped the president bully a senator, who dared not to support something we wanted him, too. It’s really exciting time for us. We’re so close to stripping away health care benefits from millions of people, including those with pre-existing conditions as well as children, the elderly and people with special needs, because our most vulnerable citizens are not really Americans. Fuck those people, am I right? I mean, get a job or something. Whatever.”

I have yet to hear one reasonable argument for the GOP health care bill … or one reasonable argument for anything Predator Trump has said or done. I assume that’s because there isn’t one. All I’ve heard is a lot of lies.

I continue to be super disgusted and embarrassed by Predator Trump. I haven’t mentioned it on the blog in a while, but I’m still donating money to organizations that fight for what’s right: the ACLUSouthern Poverty Law Center and Planned Parenthood and SwingLeft.org. Oh, and I usually spend my evenings drunk dialing my reps. You should do it, too. It’s kinda fun.

 

 

 

 

 


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Dorking Out Episode 50: Wonder Woman!

Yeah, so, in this week’s episode of Dorking Out we review “Wonder Woman.” We brought in some reinforcements for this review; a couple of wonder women, if you will: Laura, Smith’s better half, and Margo D. from Book vs. Movie podcast.

We had a really fun discussion about the movie. Spoiler alert! We loved it, and it’s a total lovefest. I was surprisingly moved by the movie. I guess I needed a female superhero movie more than I knew.

In our second segment, Smith and I talk about the recent controversies surrounding comedians Bill Maher and Kathy Griffin. And then we end our show with what we’re dorking out about this week, which turned into shameless self promotion as Smith talked about his most recent Emmy win, and I announced that my other podcast, Old Movies, New Beer, has returned.

You read that right. Old Movies, New Beer is back, you guys! You should listen!

You can listen to Dorking Out here, or you can find us on iTunes, Stitcher and YouTube. If you listen to the show, I’d love to hear what you think. You can comment here, or on our website or Facebook page.


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Dorking Out Episode 49: War Machine, Pirates Of The Caribbean 5 and Baywatch

Yeah, so, in this week’s Dorking Out with Sonia & Chris we review “War Machine,” starring Brad Pitt, which is Netflix’s first big attempt at blockbuster filmmaking. We had mixed feelings about it.

In our second segment, we chat about “Pirates Of The Caribbean: Dead Men Tell No Tales” and “Baywatch.” And then we end our show with me offering my thoughts and prayers to the men who are upset about a women-only screening of “Wonder Woman.”

You can listen to Dorking Out here, or you can find us on iTunes, Stitcher and YouTube. If you listen to the show, I’d love to hear what you think. You can comment here, or on our website or Facebook page.


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Dorking Out Episode 47: Our Favorite Journalism Movies

Yeah, so, in this week’s episode of Dorking Out Smith and I talk about our favorite movies about journalism.

Why? We were inspired by the current trumpster fire that we call the White House. Great journalism is more important now than ever. And, as a pair of former reporters, we have a lot of thoughts and feelings about how reporters and the media are portrayed in film. While “All The President’s Men” and “Spotlight” are obvious examples of great, noble journalism movies, we tried to vary our picks to include comedies, too, which is how 1985’s “Just One Of The Guys” ended up on my list. How do I defend that pick? Well, you’ll have to listen to find out.

But before we get into nerdy journalism talk, Peter Brown from Assignment X stops by to talk about the 2016-17 TV season. Which TV shows got canceled? What were the surprise hits? We did some predictions at the start of the season, and we check back to see how we did.

You can listen to Dorking Out here, or you can find us on iTunes, Stitcher and YouTube. If you listen to the show, I’d love to hear what you think. You can comment here, or on our website or Facebook page.


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Everybody Has Pre-Existing Conditions

Yeah, so, I’m so ridiculously angry about the House vote for the American Health Care Act. So angry – like really, really angry.

Fuck these assholes.

It’s so fuckin’ gross I can hardly breathe. They were actually celebrating after they voted to strip away health care from more than 20 million Americans, including children and the elderly. Of course, they were celebrating by drinking Coors Light, so that’s kinda of a punishment if you ask me. Ewww. Coors Light.

As a two-time breast cancer survivor and mother of an autistic son, our health insurance is pretty fuckin’ important. But, according to these fuckin’ jokers, Calvin and I don’t deserve to have affordable health care due to our pre-existing conditions.

EVERYBODY HAS PRE-EXISTING CONDITIONS!

It’s not just big stuff like cancer and autism. Depression and anxiety are pre-existing conditions. Did you have a baby? Well, that’s a pre-existing condition. Victims of sexual assault or domestic violence? Sorry, that’s a pre-existing condition.

Are you planning on having a baby? Well, that will run you about $17,000, because insurance companies won’t have to offer that coverage in their insurance. Oh, and that price doesn’t include diapers, so good luck with that.

If you ever saw a doctor for anything, then you will most likely fall into the pre-existing condition group, so I hope you never got pink eye or broke a bone or got a STD or had to get stitches, but you’ll be fucked. Unless you’re rich, then you’re good to go.

Basically, any reason to charge you more, health insurance companies will get to do it under this bill, which will make health insurance too expensive for a lot of people.

Of course, no one wants to pay more for health insurance, so I’d like to think these dum-dums just voted themselves out of a job when the midterm elections come. I’m going to do everything I can to make sure that happens. Here’s a way to donate to the campaigns of people running against the stupid jackasses who voted for this bullshit bill. Let’s get rid of these “people.” They have got to go.

I seriously hope the Senate rips this bill up. I’m going to try to be optimistic and hope that this bill won’t pass the Senate, but a lot of these politicians also couldn’t get reasonable gun regulations passed after someone went into a school and murdered 20 children, so I don’t have a lot of confidence in their abilities to do the right thing.

Do these morons actually think we will forget that they voted to take away health care from millions of our most vulnerable citizens? Guess what? We won’t. We won’t forget.

Me and my pre-existing condition.