Oh Bother, Dear Eeyore

Could it be that once again someone has fouled the mood with poor timing?  I'll console them as best I can if alive and capable -- definitely my bailiwick, that scene...  Be so kind as to get down to it, and I'll resolve to be a lamb and die like a fright...

"Why Are We Like This When You're On Drugs?"

The verdict:  Guilty by reason of faking insanity.

The sentence:  Spiritual death by humiliation and degradation.

(Ironically, it wasn't exactly a speedy trial.)

(Also, was I supposed to keep quiet because everyone else involved was ashamed of their behavior?  That is asking a bit much...)

So anyway, I'm wondering if it wouldn't have been better had my sheepish, inarticulate, and only tentatively righteously indignant accusers  just put a dunce cap on my head, placed me naked and backwards on the back of a donkey, herded me past distracted and baffled onlookers down Eddy Street, until I reached where today's American iteration of Savonarola and the weepers whined at me for a few hours about my culpability regarding their disgusting sins.  It definitely would have driven the point, if there was any, home.

And then I could go back to being a scheming, gold-digging hussy on the make for her next unintelligent psychopathic victim.

Yay San Francisco!

Do You Know Where You're Going To?

This Thanksgiving I'm curling up with my favorite holiday movie -- one in which Diana Ross has all sorts of adventures in a magical realm.  No, I'm not talking about THE WIZ.  I'm talking about MAHOGANY (1975).  Mahogany was such a mean, hateful bitch.  Does she get her comeuppance?  Is there a happy end?  You have to watch to find out.  My favorite quotes:

"I'm a winner, baby.  You're a loser." To Billy Dee Williams.

"My saints are a camera and a gun. They're both fiercely truthful."  Sean

I hate Mahogany.  I'd love to see her get her just desserts.

"SPEAK AMERICAN!"

Thank God Sarah Palin is from Alaska.  I'd be embarrassed if she were from California, and we've elected Ronald Reagan and Arnold Schwarznegger as governors.  Republican governors.  Yeesh.

I Guess I Don't Understand How The World Works

I was watching a promo for that new show, "Mr. Robot," when I heard the following:  "...A coward who can't face the truth"; to me, that line made no sense.  A coward who can't face the truth is to me just a shrewd person who is blessed with foresight and options the rest of us are denied -- someone worthy of admiration and envy.

I guess television doesn't really work for me unless it's the decrepit, rotting spectacle of Morley Safer creak, groan and wheeze under his own weight.