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Okay a light and fluffy post – a cleaning the palette post – before developments in Iran on Saturday unfold. Between being in job search mode for weeks now, sending out book manuscripts and now the world facing what may be a revolution in Iran – time for a little diversion.

First I have a confession to make — I never followed Ashton Kutcher. I never really felt I was missing much by not seeing Demi’s missing tooth or bare ass as she mooned the twitterverse. In fact, the whole concept of celebrity tweeting and blogging is actually a big pet peeve of mine. I fail to see just how someone being famous, pretty, handsome or even blessed with acting or singing talent – makes their views on a nuclear-free North Korea, or similar weighty topics any more valid say than people who actually know what they were talking about.

The Huffington Post (which I absolutely love and read constantly) does this and I have to roll my eyes sometimes. ‘Cause let’s face it, actors/singers/celebrities sometimes aren’t the brightest bulb in the pack. I just don’t like to suffer through a half-baked, poorly written blog by some guy that — “oh yeah, I think he was in that, you know, that movie with what’s her name.”

Now I’d heard some time ago from a couple of different people that Alyssa Milano was a big twitterer, and on each occasion it was usually followed by an extra assertion “and it’s really her.” The impression being that with a lot of celebrity twittering and blogging, that it’s more often than not done by an assistant, or maybe a summer PR intern. Plus some people still don’t get twitter. I don’t care if Elvis himself, landed in a spaceship and someone stuck a blackberry in his hand. I still wouldn’t want those silly tweets every 5 minutes about what he had for breakfast, lunch and dinner, or a tweet every time he belches and farts.

But back to Alyssa, I’m one of those people that grew up with Alyssa on “Who’s the Boss?” and later “Charmed.” So I like many people have gotten to see her actually grow up into quite a lovely and talented woman – and she’s apparently pretty sharp. Of course on her feed there’s the usual sort of casual ditzy stuff, like she likes baseball (REALLY likes baseball – she wrote a book about it) and does love an occasional fling with fast food.

Lately though she’s picked up the gauntlet as a clearing house for news on Iran. (Okay, Okay, I know this was supposed to be a light fluffy post – I just can’t help it.) She’s retweeting great links, videos, messages, you name it. Also providing messages of love and support. Now never in a million years did I ever think that there would be a time when my three biggest sources for breaking international news would be; NOT ABC, NBC, CBS, or even cable with CNN, MSNBC, FOX, but actually 1) Andrew Sullivan’s blog at the Atlantic, 2) Nico Pitney’s excellent live blogging at the Huffington Post and 3) Alyssa Milano’s Twitter Feed?!?! Go Figure!

Now I have to confess to something else as well now. I’ve always thought that activism was hot, and I mean in the very real sexual way. Something about an engaged, caring, compassionate person just does it for me big time. If they’re pretty or handsome, that’s just a plus. My ideal dream date, is probably that TV stereotype of the rugged, handsome, adventurous, compassionate doctor’s-without-borders type. I mean if I met some hot hunk that started going on about building hospitals in the Congo, and schlepping critical vaccines my lama train to remote mountain villages — I would just have to jump his bones right then and there.

Now being a gay male, Alyssa Milano has no fear of me wanting to jump her bones (okay, maybe just a little spooning), but still I’m seeing her in a whole new light. Not only does she have his great back story and history with all of us, not only is she all sexy and pretty, and talented but apparently (and who would have thunk it) she’s not only pretty smart, but actually engaged in the world around her and gives a damn.