The New York Times has a great profile of Johnny Diablo, a vegan from Portland, Ore., who owns a stripclub/Mexican restaurant where women wear pleather and serve meatless fare.
(Or, should I say, used to own a stripclub. It’s now up for sale because he “underestimated the appeal of stripping to vegans, or of vegan cuisine to striptease fans.”)
At any rate, this hasn’t gone over so well locally.
But Portland is also home to a lot of young feminists, and some are not happy with Mr. Diablo’s venture. Since he opened the strip club last month, their complaints have been “all over the Internet,” he said. “One of them came in here once. I could tell she had an attitude right when she came in. She was all hostile.”
Mr. Diablo isn’t concerned with the “feminazis,” as he calls them. As a vegan himself, he says he hasn’t worn or eaten animal products in 24 years and is worried about cruelty to animals. “My sole purpose in this universe is to save every possible creature from pain and suffering,” he said
As Jezebel notes, isn’t it a bit contradictory to treat animals better than you treat women? How many strippers start out as kindergarteners who want to take off their clothes for strangers when they grow up?
The Los Angeles Times has apologized for reporting that Sean Combs/Puff Daddy/Puffy/Diddy/Your Mom sent the people who shot Tupac Shakur in 1994. (To keep it straight, that wasn’t the attack that killed him, which happened two years later.)
Basically the whole thing was a con perpetuated by some chubby white guy who wanted to be a player, and reporter Chuck Philips bought it. The Smoking Gun of all places did the actual fact-checking.
Diddy, for his part, was not mincing words about the error:
In a statement last week, Combs called the Times report “beyond ridiculous” and “completely false,” saying he had no advance knowledge of the attack on Shakur. “I am shocked that the Los Angeles Times would be so irresponsible as to publish such a baseless and completely untrue story.” Combs’s lawyer demanded a retraction.
And yet, so far the only official correction the Times has admitted was that they got the first name wrong for a lawyer who represented a rap manager. WTF, guys. Imaginary gangstas are so coming after you next.
Did anybody really believe that ex-New York Governor Eliot Spitzer was only shagging call girls from one agency?
Today the New York Post linked the Spitz-Monkey to a second hooker ring, called Wicked Models NYC (FBI-disabled website still available online here). The Anna Nicole Smith skankalike pictured above is Kristin “Billie” Davis, a busty blonde party-girl from a “rough and tumble trailer park.” The Post alleges that she “personally serviced” the then-Governor, and also ran the escort service.
More Post pics of the inflatable love doll accused lady of the evening-slash-afternoon here.
Lovely little side-note (H/T to Gawker): On her MySpace page, Davis describes herself as “GOD.” Not joking.
Note that this is not the Kristin Davis who stars in the upcoming Sex and the City film. She’s waaaay too classy to have naked pictures of herself floating around the internet. At least I’m pretty sure.Â
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