Monday, June 20, 2005

"Finally, My News"

The good news that I have been dying to share is that I finally, finally got a new job. Although I am sad to leave a place I've been at for nearly 4 years, I'm excited about this new venture and the new and highly improved paycheck!!!

(Wanted to keep it on the DL because some of my co-workers read this site.)

And there is news that I never thought I would have to share but ummm, this will be my last post on this blog. I have decided for personal reasons not to continue this blog. Should any of you die-hard Moroccan Stew fans wish to know why, feel free to email me and I'll tell you the true Hollywood E Story.

Best wishes to you always,
Stacey

Friday, June 03, 2005


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It's been a long and strange week for me. Had the holiday and then 2 days out of the office for a work retreat, then I'm leaving early today for a secret thing which I hope to be able to share with you soon. Hope your weekend is a beautiful one weather wise.

Thursday, June 02, 2005


Who knew Tonya could disguise herself as a Latino man and play softball for a dinky Central Park League and take a bat to my right shin while running to first base? Not I, as I sat on the bench yesterday during our game while my team mates looked on as a bat came flying at me and nearly broke my bone. But such is the life of crazy old me! Betcha missed me? Posted by Hello

Wednesday, May 25, 2005

"Get Into Brad's Pants"

..well not exactly, but you CAN have and get into Angelina Jolie's if you bid on them on EBAY.

My organization, GIRLS INC. and Warner Brothers have partnered for the Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants movie. So several actresses have signed and decorated jeans to put up for auction and our nonprofit gets 80% of the donations.

Pretty cool, eh?

What ya waiting for, start bidding!!!

Tuesday, May 24, 2005

"Motel Morocco"

Our policy: Our door is always open...(me: why??)

OK, I'm serious now, I am going to start charging people who sleep at out house, or I am going to leave a donation cup with a sad looking picture of myself in the guest room, with some fuzz and corroding pennies inside of it. Or better yet, I am going to get a change cup and a cane and knock on the guest room door in the middle of the night , rattling my change-can. Yeah, I like that one.

Last night takes the cake, taht's why, I'm going to start charging.

There will be 5 exceptions to the charge:
1)MY friends and family
2)If you are married to a Moroccan
(cause odds are if you married a moroccan (and you yourself are either half or not Moroccan at all), you were either:
a) drunk
b) in love or
c) totally unaware of your surroundings
and in that case, you will need shelter and a place to escape to)
3) a cute and cuddly animal who cleans after themselves
4) Habibi's friend Rashad
5) Vin Diesel (in that case, you can sleep with me **wink wink**)

Those who will be charged a hefty fee:
1)People too lazy to go home to their own homes
(especially when you live 10 blocks away)
2)Moroccans we don't know
3)SIL's family
4)SIL
5)George W. Bush

P.S. Breakfast and a bathrobe are not included!

Let me tell ya why:

Last night I am innocently watching the season finale of various TV shows when BIL comes into the room saying he has to talk to me about something important. Habibi is in another borough picking up his paycheck and having dinner with friends, SIL is BIL forever shadow and chatterbox.

The important thing to ask me is: "remember so-and-so who was here once and then gone tomorrow? Well, he has a cousin's best-friend's sister who was visiting with her fiancee and before they could step onto the plane to get back to Morocco one of them somehow managed to trip and fall and crack their cocunut open all over the boarding bridge at JFK and could we please pick them up from a hospital so far away and ancient that it just so happened my dad was born there and bring them to our house to sleep, eat and poop? Is it ok with you, Stacey?"

Knowing full well that Habibi's belief that a Moroccan need is our new best friend, I agree. All is well the girl comes back without finacee who has to have some tests done. We all eat and go to bed around 1 a.m. At 2:45 a.m. some crazy-ass hospital worker with no common sense calls the house to wake me up out of a seriously deep REM sleep to ask me where I live and when will I be picking ole boy up from too far away from equator hospital? I tell her I don't even know where the f*ck (yes I did) I am now and bang on SIL door and let them deal with it. Hey, it's not me driving to pick them up, I just make and turn down the beds. Ugh! So random and yet so annoying. I am cranky and tired and I do feel bad for people who go away on vacation and have bad things happen to them. I am glad we could help but this is getting a bit out of hand.

As my dad always says, "a friend is need, is a pest!"

Monday, May 23, 2005

"The Buzz on Blogs Continues..."

Compliments of the NYTimes

Are Bloggers Setting the Agenda? It Depends on the Scandal
By TOM ZELLER Jr.

In the spring of 1712, the British essayist Joseph Addison rambled from pub to parlor seeking the pulse of his countrymen regarding rumors (false, it turned out) that the king of France, Louis XIV, had died. The St. James coffeehouse, Addison reported in The Spectator, was "in a Buzz of Politics."

In the 18th century, "buzz" was part of what social theorists called the emerging - and powerful - bourgeois public sphere. In the 21st century, the buzz is in the blogosphere.

Or at least, that's the popular mythology. As a result of their influence in incidents like the "60 Minutes" episode in which CBS was duped by forged documents related to the president's National Guard service, bloggers have taken on the role of agenda-setters - citizen scribe-warriors wresting power from a mainstream media grown fat and lazy.

But according to a preliminary study - the first rigorous look at the influence wielded by political blogs during the 2004 presidential campaign - bloggers are not always the kingmakers that pundits sometimes credit them with being. They can, it seems, exert a tremendous amount of influence - generate buzz, that is - but only under certain circumstances.

Buzz is potent stuff.

"Buzz can alter social behavior and perceptions," wrote the authors of "Buzz, Blogs and Beyond," published last week by the Pew Internet and American Life Project and the market research firm BuzzMetrics. "It can embolden or embarrass subjects. It can affect sales, donations and campaign coffers. It can move issues up, down and across institutional agendas."

To analyze Web log buzz, the study zeroed in on a few dozen political blogs, from left-leaning forums like Daily Kos and AmericaBlog to conservative ones like Instapundit and Power Line, as well as middle-of-the road sites like BuzzMachine and Wonkette. All were "filter blogs," or blogs that comment on - and link to - content found elsewhere on the Web, according to an emerging taxonomy of the form.

BuzzMetrics tracked the frequency with which "buzz topics" - Mary Cheney, the Osama bin Laden tape and so forth - appeared in the last two months of the campaign, not just on blogs but also on other "channels": the mainstream media, official campaign statements and other Internet forums like newsgroups. The resulting "fever lines" charting the results on a graph, the study's authors suggest, offer a glimpse into which channels set the agenda and which react in response.

Whether that methodology proves sound after other researchers have had a chance to digest the findings remains to be seen, and the study's authors caution that their findings are still being fine-tuned. Comparing buzz in the cheap and limitless space of the Web against buzz generated in the finite and expensive news space on television and in newspapers is, after all, fraught with pitfalls.

Still, on issues like Iraq, weapons of mass destruction or the military draft, the Pew study found the chatter profile to be mixed, with buzz originating from several information channels. In instances in which blogs took the lead, such as the mysterious bulge that appeared on President Bush's back during the first debate (a radio receiver, some liberal blogs posited), they were often unable to get other channels to follow.

The CBS News scandal, in which the network based a critical report on President Bush on what turned out to be forged Vietnam-era documents relating to his National Guard days, was another story. In that case, the researchers suggest, the conditions for a broad-based scandal - and potent blog buzz - were ripe.

Although left and right diverged on theories of who might have been behind the fake memos, there was broad agreement that political dirty tricks were involved, and the blogosphere lighted up with detective work and theorizing.

The high name recognition of CBS News and Dan Rather helped, as did the fact that the network and the anchor initially defended the memos, creating grand targets for the longbowmen of the blogosphere. And both the timing and the high stakes made for fertile buzz territory.

"This was not a cold or distant case," the study suggests. "The election was weeks away, and the candidates' service records during the Vietnam War had been a major topic of discussion for months."

For all that, though, the most crucial factor contributing to blog influence in that issue may have been the smoking gun: digital copies of the 1970's-era documents and their impossibly modern fonts.

These became powerful totems because they could be relentlessly examined, tinkered with, traded and discussed online by blogs of all political stripes, each with its own agenda and each contributing to a buzz that ultimately could not be ignored.

In the absence of such a totem, the ability to generate buzz in the blogosphere, at least for now, appears diminished. (That may change as the number of blogs - now at 10 million, according to the blog search firm Technorati - continues to grow.)

Applying the same methodology last week to the recent Newsweek crisis, in which an apparently incorrect item reporting desecration of a Koran by American military interrogators sparked riots abroad and claims of journalistic incompetence (and political bias) at home, the researchers found blog buzz much slower to develop, despite widespread coverage in the mainstream media.

Why? Perhaps because there was no smoking gun to pass around.

"The blogosphere is half forensic lab and half tavern," said Michael Cornfield, an adjunct professor at the Graduate School of Political Management at George Washington University and the chief author of the study.

"The magic of the Internet is you can be looking at evidence, at direct documentation, while you're talking," Mr. Cornfield said, referring to the fake memos that turned blogs into influential buzzmakers. "It would be as if the Nixon tapes were available in MP3 format during Watergate."

Friday, May 20, 2005

"Moroccan Poetry"

Fatiha Morchid was born on March 14, 1958. She received her doctorate in medicine in 1985, and has specialised in pediatery since 1990. Unlike most Moroccan poets, who generally came to poetry from the academic study of literature, Fatiha Morchid came to poetry from science, which is perhaps why she seems free from a certain tendency to conform to academic poetic norms, or to indulge in obscurity and experimentation.

The impression one gets from reading the poetry of Fatiha Morchid is that of a Moroccan woman standing at the edge of a big ‘Borgesian’ mirror that not only duplicates reality in its minutiae, but creates and transforms it. One sets out on a journey from the edge of ordinary everyday reality, but slowly finds oneself turning to the world beyond – a world starting at home and extending into the so-called ‘unhomely’, which according to Hanna Arendt designates “everything that ought to have remained secret and hidden but has come to light”. Such a world can be none other than a Moroccan woman’s world, an upside down world where the day starts at sunset, promising profound interior revelations that belie the apparent weakness in daily feminine resignation, and turn the latter into a challenging stoicism:

By sunset
Her day rises
It no longer matters
Who the person is
That will ride
Her horse

Ready is she
To die


Reading Morchid’s poetry is discovering the mysterious reservoir of power from which Moroccan women tap their strength to survive in a harsh, unfriendly reality. This is perhaps what gives Morchid’s poetry its sense of urgency – the speakers of her poems do not seem to have any time at all for the usual elitist preoccupations.

In addition to practising medicine, Fatiha Morchid researches and presents medical tv-programmes for the Moroccan channel 2M TV.



For my palms


When out of a nightmare
You come to me
To exchange
Your bed . . .
For my palms
I let my locks hang down
Like navy-blue curtains
Spread out the gloom of waiting
Like a Sufi carpet
Then like a gypsy wet-nurse
Sit in solemn submission . . .
Shaking fatigue off your feet
And clouds off your forehead
Telling the story
Of Sleeping Beauty
Hoping you lie
Forever in my palms.


Here's how it looks in Arabic, so pretty:


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