21 October 2007
The hell of maturity: The Entertainment industry is selling shows on subjects for the fourth or fifth time since I started paying attention 50 years ago. I didn't like rite-of-passage and coming-of-age stories after the second cycle. Been there, done that, bought the T-shirt.
If Hollywood wants to keep Baby Boomers like me interested, it better let people my age (and a little younger) pick the stories. Damned if I'm going to sit through another slasher movie. I filled my quota in the 1970s, as a newspaper movie reviewer.
Show me something new, something I've never seen before.
The beancounters will never let them.
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When Sen. Larry Craig says he's not gay, he's probably not lying. He likes to get his ashes hauled without all the lovey-dovey talk a woman demands. Quick orgasm and back to business. Stress relief at its most simple.
Don't the English have mouthwash dispensers in the men's loo across the street from Parliament?
On the other hand, Larry's from Idaho, Hicksville Central. He might actually be innocent. This time. His track record indicates he's been naughty before.
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The anti-immigration nutballs are scared little whimps who can't imagine life around people who don't speak their language, read their books, watch their television shows, pray their prayers ...
Their mommas didn't turn out such cowards; it had to be Daddy the biblical Patriarch.
And all Daddy can think of is to Build a Fence.
You have to learn how to show respect and how to listen to people, but Bible Daddy only orders: Do as I say or I'll whup ya.
What's Daddy to do when the Disrespected get a bigger Whup?
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W and his anal-brigade still think that the Silent Treatment equals Diplomacy. My father's mother, Grammie, and her sisters (I met only four or five of the 12) were World-class Silent Treatment abusers. It's a passive-aggressive tactic that can drive its target to tears. I saw my father punch a wall, once, when Grammie and the other old biddies gave him the Silent Treatment.
All of which prepared me for the time my best friend tried it on me for not following her orders. I realized what she was doing, and decided I wasn't playing. Silent all summer, she started talking to me on the first day of sixth grade ... but we weren't best friends any more and I didn't miss her a bit.
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Who is the media consultant teaching broadcast reporters how to find world-class whiners? Do those people whine like that when there's no interviewer, no camera or microphone?
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Of course melonheads Rush Limbaugh, Bill O'Really, Glenn Beck, HannityCombs and the other loudmouths contradict themselves. Nobody can remember everything they've ever said. And since these Rite-Wing blatherers talk and talk, hours and hours every day, day in and day out ... the words just pop on out, like poop after laxative. Unconsidered, uncontrolled, unconscionable.
For the paycheck and the glory, they blabber on.
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About the online critter who begged people to "leave Hilton alone." Or was it Britney? Anyway, I was surprised when TV coverage of the lamebrain said it is male. Looked female to me. Even after repeated viewings. He ought to back off on the lipstick. Or color-check his camera.
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