Finally, a politician who calls ‘em like he sees ‘em! Long live Las Vegas Mayor Oscar B. Goodman!

Another Brown’s star rose before Senator-elect Scott Brown became a household name this week.

Meet Ayla Brown.

Ayla is the soon-to-be Massachusetts Senator’s daughter who made it to Hollywood as a finalist on American Idol at the age of 17.

After Brown announced that his striking daughter is “available” on Tuesday night during his acceptance speech, she became the number two search on Yahoo Buzz. “Ayla Brown bikini” also became a popular search dominating the Internet.

During her stint on AI, Ayla sang Reflection by Christina Aguilera.

The girl clearly is incredibly talented like her pop. Something tells me we’ll be hearing a lot more from her!

I got a little ahead of myself on Tuesday night during Senator-elect Scott Brown’s acceptance speech when I initially thought the great people of Massachusetts were chanting “45″.

I thought I heard “45”, as in the 45th President of the United States, but they were actually chanting “41” as in the Senate’s 41st Republican.

I sat at home and worked on the computer as I watched the speech three times in a row — on Fox News Channel since the bitter elite media didn’t run the speech in it’s entirety — and I found myself with goose bumps and cheering each time I viewed it. I wondered if any of the Kool-Aid drinking voters, who claimed to have had goose bumps over President Barack Obama’s acceptance speech, were now cheering for Brown too or perhaps actually voted for him. My guess would be yes considering that the blue state’s registered Democratic voters outnumber registered Republican voters by 5 to 3. Another motivation could’ve been the fact that their presidential candidate has proven to be the opposite of what they thought they voted for. I knew better.

What I found most interesting about Brown is what one of my drinking buddy’s texted me during his speech. The text read, “He’s the new W!” I got to thinking — could he be the next W and swear in as 45? As one who campaigned for Bush 43 for years, I can’t get over how many legit similarities there are between the two conservative leaders. I’m talking about everything from their personalities and personal lives to their politics.

Here’s what I’ve come up with:

There are many ironic similarities between the two men. However, at the moment, the most irony from Brown’s victory Tuesday night may just be that his vote could possibly be the one that kills the health care bill. That bill, of course, was his predecessor, Ted Kennedy’s, no. 1 ambition.

A few weeks ago I had never heard of Scott Brown. Just like W, he popped out of nowhere. When I worked on the Bush campaign in ‘98 people straight up thought his father, George Bush 41, was running again. Many voters had no idea who he was.

Don’t misunderestimate me though — I haven’t hung up my “Brown for President” yard signs just yet.

For now, I’m remaining hopeful that Brown can bring us the change he pledged he would during the most consequential special election this country has ever seen. After all, this man had the balls to serve in a small minority in the Massachusetts legislature for years and the conviction to run for a Senate seat no Republican has won since 1946.

My guess is, that when the cloud of rhetoric has passed, when the roar of the crowd fades away and when the stadium lights go out, this man, will still have my support because he isn’t wasting anytime hauling Styrofoam Greek columns back to some studio lot!

I was out drinking the other night at a Chicago Irish dive with one of my liberal columnist friends – who I don’t agree with too often when it comes to politics – and he told me that he not only believes George W. Bush is smart, but also that he can’t stand it when people call him “dumb”.

“You can’t become President of the United States unless you’re smart!” he declared.

I literally shook him and said “thank you!” I’ve only been saying that exact line to people for over ten years now in reference to W.

The next day I was on Adrianne Curry’s Twitter page and came across this Tweet:

Watching Obama @ tree ceremony.i think he is brilliant,well spoken,and full of good intent. SO unlike Bush..the blubbering idiot. hate away

Let me tell you, I’m so over people who still call Bush dumb and names such as idiot!

I know the man. I have worked with him. I have had many conversations with him. Not only is he not an idiot – he’s smart. Very smart. There are very few people I’ve met in my life with a memory as sharp as Bush’s. Bush can meet a person, have a 30-second conversation with him or her and then run into that same person ten years later and spit out their name based on memory alone without even flinching. He’s known for his amazing memory, I’ve seen it in action and it’s incredible. I can’t remember a person’s name five minutes after they’ve introduced themselves to me, and I’m no dummy either.

On top of that, to go back to what my friend said, you don’t become the leader of the free world, if you’re an idiot. That would be impossible! POTUS is probably the most difficult job in the world, and obtaining it is just as challenging. The exclusive club only has 44 members who have had the great honor to hold the position. You also don’t become governor of one of the biggest states in the country or earn an MBA from Harvard Business School (the only president who has earned an MBA BTW!) if you’re dumb. Now that’s just silly to even suggest. I could go on and on about Bush’s resume, but you get my drift.

Just because you don’t agree with a person’s politics doesn’t mean that they’re dumb. I don’t agree with a majority of all of my friends’ political viewpoints, and guess what, they are, for the most part, very intelligent and successful people.

Adrianne did a follow-up Tweet to her Bush slam stating this:

Those who think they must insult me or degrade me because of my political beliefs do nothing but show how weak their debate skills are

I suggest that Adrianne does herself a favor and learns how to take her own advice.

Message to Adrianne: Name calling a politician a “blubbering idiot” is exactly the same tactic children use to debate. If you have a problem or disagreement with Bush, or any politician, try debating your cause with the facts and the issues. Name calling a former president who has respectfully stayed out of the limelight to let the new president do his job – with great dignity and class, I might add! – does nothing but make your debate skills look “weak” to use your words. Why is she even making references to Bush anyway? No one’s heard a peep from him for almost a full year — who’s hating now?

I know Adrianne as well, and I don’t think she’s dumb. She’s a sweet woman who is just misguided. Come on girl, you’re better than that!

It’s a lot easier to call someone a mean name or accuse them of being stupid than actually using intelligent language to debate the issue and/or issues at hand.

For all the people out there who call Bush “dumb” I got a newsflash for you – all that does is make you look dumb!

When I awoke to the news last week that Tareq and Michaele Salahi crashed a White House party I had to laugh.

Not because it’s funny. It’s not. However, as someone who has made her way into many A-list parties without necessarily, er, uh, a formal invite – including parties with US presidents – I know firsthand how disturbingly easy it can be.

Here’s five easy steps I’ve used to crash an A-list party:

1. Walk in right behind a VIP.

When I was interning at the Democratic National Convention in Los Angeles in 2000, I snuck on a bus headed to a blowout A-list party at one of the big Hollywood studios with special guest President Bill Clinton. I couldn’t score an official credential to the bash, but I was determined to get in anyway. Upon arrival I saw a man who looked like a Secret Service agent storming through the security line. So I followed right behind him. As guards scoured through other guests’ purses – I breezed by two security checkpoints without having to show so much as an ID. The security personnel, I think, assumed I was with the secret agent man. The only real obstacle I encountered was Joan Rivers’ microphone in my face as she begged to know: “Darling, who are you wearing?”

I pulled this same maneuver at an Indy 500 party. I was covering the event for Us Weekly, and someone dropped the ball and forgot to credential me. So I moseyed on over to the red carpet and walked in right behind some big NFL star. I signaled to people that I was with him, and ended up not only getting into the party, but I also landed an interview with Anna Nicole Smith. To this day, I bet the Secret Service agent and the football star have no idea they entered those parties with a guest!

2. Just keep walking.

I also crashed an A-list party for the Democratic National Convention at a private home in the Hollywood Hills. I knew a few people attending, but never received a formal invite. I arrived with a male friend, and saw there was a check-in table. So I just started walking and didn’t stop. As I blew past the table I heard a woman shout “excuse me, miss!” At that point I stopped, began to slowly turn around and then I realized that if I did, my night would end right there. So instead, I flicked my hair back in true diva form and kept walking. My male friend followed behind me and pulled the old “I’m with her!” We ended up being one of the very few guests at this party who weren’t A-list celebrities.

3. Look for a sucker.

When I lived and worked in Washington D.C., I actually did get a formal invite to one of the White House correspondents’ dinners; however, I’ve attended two. I showed up at one of the White House correspondents’ dinners without an invite to the formal party, but I was invited to a pre-dinner cocktail party. Both events were held at the Washington Hilton. At this cocktail party I managed to find a sucker who had just been stood up. His misfortune turned out to be my good luck. He brought me in as his guest, and it went down as one of the best parties I’ve attended of all time.

4. Stick with the A-listers.

You have to realize that once you’ve managed to enter a party in an arguably shady way, you’ve got to assume that you’ll be thrown out at any moment. I think what’s kept me from getting the boot from any event is the people I have chosen to associate myself with. You have to look like you belong there — that’s why I always went straight for the A-listers. At the DNC party in the Hollywood Hills I boldly introduced myself to the likes of Jon Stewart, Melissa Joan Hart, Christie Hefner, John Fund and Billy Baldwin.

I also injected myself in a heated political debate between Bill O’Reilly (who I had just wrapped an internship with) and Chris Matthews. Did I have any idea what the hell I was talking about? Probably not. Did I look like I belonged there? Apparently! I believe I was one of the last guests to leave that night because I was too busy toasting with the owner of the house.

5. Don’t take “no” for an answer.

At the Super Bowl in Tuscon, Ariz., in 2008 my girlfriend and I had VIP invites to the Playboy party. The Playboy party is always off the beaten path so we had hired a car service strictly to take us to that party after we hit up a few other ones. I was informed the party would go till at least 3 a.m., and we arrived a couple hours before. We got told at the door that even though we were on the list, they weren’t letting anyone else in. There was no way I was not getting into this party after I had thrown out a few hundy just to get there. So as my friend and I walked away from the entrance, I noticed a little crack in the huge tent where the party was taking place. Within seconds I was shoving my friend through the crack with all my strength. We both literally fell through the hole in the tent only to be greeted by a security man beaming a flashlight on us at the other end. We thought we were for sure screwed, but to my surprise he said, “Come on, this way!” By the grace of God dude ended up leading us straight to the VIP room. I found myself practically sitting on the lap of one of Hugh Hefner’s girlfriends at the time, Bridget Marquardt, only minutes after I had been rejected at the door. So the moral of the story is never give up!

I did most of my party crashing when I was in college during the pre-911 era. I had a blast finding my way into high-profile events, and rubbing elbows with celebrities and politicians, which is probably why a career in celebrity journalism became a perfect fit for me. With that said, I don’t think I would’ve ever been so bold or dumb to crash a state dinner at the White House. However, with my track record I’m sure I could’ve pulled it off if I tried – especially since those two schmucks were able to! The fact that a foolish couple managed to make their way into what is suppose to be one of the most secured establishments in the world is just another reminder of the real issue at hand: We are still not safe! Not even President Barack Obama.

I hope that the White House staff and the Secret Service use this ridiculous incident as a warning. It’s sad that it sometimes takes planes crashing into buildings, a shooting at a military base and White House party crashers to remind us that our national security should be this country’s top priority.

Now, here’s to hoping I’m not called in for a congressional hearing!

That is, for conservatives.

The definition of freedom of speech according to Wikipedia: “Is the freedom to speak without censorship and/or limitation.”

But I like the definition I found on Answers.com better:  “Liberty to express opinions and ideas without hindrance, and especially without fear of punishment.”

Keyword “fear.”

My journalist friend has been covering entertainment for several years and she recently decided to go back into political reporting.  She was stoked to dive back into a niche she dearly loves and feels extremely passionate about.  However, she’s been warned that it won’t be an easy transition since she’s been stigmatized as a gossip reporter.

She’s gotten her feet wet by exercising her First Amendment rights through her personal and private Facebook page.  Last week she sounded off about the Fort Hood shootings.  Fed up with the media’s refusal to call it a terrorist attack – even though it was then known Nidal Malik Hasan shouted “Allahu Akbar” and passed out Korans before shooting our brave soldiers – she did just that.  Not only did she call Hasan a terrorist, she said that any Muslim who uses their religion to justify violence is an animal.

She was completely thrown off her rocker when the editor-in-chief of an extremely high-profile magazine wrote that she’s a “f—ing bigot” on her Facebook page based on those statements.

My confused friend e-mailed the outraged editor.  She was certain he misunderstood her – she assumed he thought she was referring to all Muslims, which she was not – and apologized if he did.

The editor fired back, accusing her of propagating more hate and fear for people of Islamic descent, and said that she owed her Facebook friends an apology. 

The last time she checked – it was her Facebook page, which she created to express her thoughts and opinions that are protected under the US Constitution.

Her goal was not to propagate fear and hate on peaceful and law-abiding Muslim-Americans.  She just simply refuses to ignore what is really going on in this country.  It’s called a war.  A nasty and lethal ideological and religious war radical Islamic fascists declared on the United States decades ago.  The battles began 30 years ago from the attack on the US Embassy and kidnapping of Americans in Iran in 1979, to the 1983 Beirut and Kuwait City bombings and murders involving the US Embassies and Marine base, to the 1988 Lockerbie plane bombing that killed numerous Americans, to the deadly first World Trade Center bombing in 1993, to the deadly attacks on US troops in Saudi Arabia in 1995 and 1996, to the deadly attacks on two US Embassies in Africa in 1998, to the deadly USS Cole attack in 2000.  It was not until Sept. 11, 2001 — more than two decades after the Islamic terrorists took the US Embassy and American hostages in Iran — that most of our country finally woke up and acknowledged that we are at war with Islamic extremists.  That is everyone, except for the liberal elite.

The war continues in many forms.  Hasan’s killing spree of his fellow US soldiers in Fort Hood is yet another battle in this global war.

Unfortunately, in this grotesquely sick politically correct environment, she can’t call a Muslim extremist what he most certainly is, a terrorist, without being cast as a bigot. 

There’s no way to prove if she caused fear and hate mongering for Mulisms, but you know what, she’s not the problem.  Liberals would rather blame conservatives for the stereotypes and discrimination that occurs in this country against Muslims instead of the real culprits.  Here’s a thought: Maybe they should direct their anger at Hasan and the other Muslim nuts hailing him as a hero!

The irony of the situation is that what her statements did do is incite fear and hate mongering for her and other conservatives.  She spent the whole weekend rethinking her decision to jump back into politics.  Is this how it’s going to be she thought?  So every time she expresses her viewpoint she’ll be ostracized and cast as a bigot, homophobe, racist or some other crude label liberals like to dish out to distract from the real issue at hand.  How wonderful.

Sadly, we are now learning that Hasan’s fellow soldiers shared the same fear conservatives hold.  Fearing a backlash from the PC police, the military ignored several red flags indicative of his radical views.  If their fear didn’t exist, those fallen soldiers may still be alive today.  Political correctness killed those soldiers!

My friend also contemplated all the double standards that exist in the media.  Particularly, how a woman such as Carrie Prejean can be viciously attacked and demonized for sharing the same political position on gay marriage as liberals – such as Barack Obama and Hillary Clinton – only because she is a conservative. 

That editor told her if she’s trying to be a “cutrate Ann Coulter it ain’t working” and that she should stick to “Lindsay Lohan”.  And you know what, she almost did, even though she has two presidential campaigns under her belt, and a full resume in political reporting ranging from an internship with Bill O’Reilly to reporting gigs that landed her in the White House, State Department and at other huge political events such as the 2000 Republican and Democratic national conventions.

In the end, she decided to stick to her guns and not let fear and hate mongering prevent her from what she loves to do best.  After all, this is America and God bless everyone in this country for having the freedom to pursue whatever profession his or her heart desires.  And hell, if Arnold Schwarzenegger can go from The Terminator to the The Governator – she should be able to fight her way back into politics.

What helped tip her decision though, was what a Columbia College student said to her after she spoke to a class about her journalism experiences and her political viewpoints. 

“Thank you for being you – you made my day,” the student said.  “I am afraid to tell people I am a conservative for fear of what will happen to me.”

With that, my friend knew what she had to do.  This climate of fear that exists for conservatives won’t change unless more people like her stick up for what they believe in. After all, by definition, freedom of speech is the freedom to exercise your opinions without fear of punishment. 

So she’s pushing forward with the hopes to inspire more conservatives to exercise their Constitutional rights without fear.

And I must say, I couldn’t be more happy for my friend, because guess what…that SHE is me!

I am a conservative.

I am not a bigot, a racist, a bible beater, a homophobe or any other classic derogatory term liberals regularly use to demonize conservatives.

I’m an American, a patriot and a firm believer in the Constitution. 

And I’ll be damned if I ever again, if even for a moment, allow any fool to scare me from exercising my most precious and sacred right as an American.