Hallowe'en 2018

I've said it before, and I'll say it again, this holiday, when you get past your 20's is made for women to dress like sluts and drink until their makeup fades. And then all is forgotten. THANK YOU for this candy...

 And it looks like it's always been like that. There are porn vids dedicated to women who have brooms stuck into their slits. Which is what we all assume witches do. Or they suck off Frankenstein. It is a sexy time of year. Cold outside, nipply...I mean nippy weather for cozying up to some sexy doll in costume lingerie. And, of course, sexy is in everything. Police officer, nurse, Harry Potter, you name it, women will find a way to show tits and ass. How grateful I've become for this holiday when I don't dress up nor do I go knocking on doors for candy.

I recall how big a holiday this was for me. I think horror fans all love this time of year, because they can stretch their ghoulish makeup skills. For the rest of us, it's laziness. And it sucks I've gotten lazy. We are in a business of youthful childish events like these, yet I feel a bit removed every year. Maybe because I don't see the autumn wet leaves or the crisp smell of wood fire burning somewhere. It is a comforting scent. Instead, the 80 degree Los Angeles weather sort of douses any sense of Charlie Brown's pumpkin patch stories. That was a time for backyard football.
As I was at work today, a couple of friends of mine started talking about how television was viewed in the early days. We had to seek out anything we could to watch. These days television is on demand OR every station runs 24 hours. In my day, stations tuned out about midnight with a sign off with the American flag. Now...it runs around the clock. Or if it bores you, you communicate with friends over the internet. Things have changed. I doubt we value those things as much because of it. We did this to ourselves. Anyway, Happy Hallowe'en to you all. Stay safe and eat some candy on my behalf.

The Hateful Killer Within

Much has been said about the man who shot up a synagogue in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania that killed 11 people. What I cannot fathom is how someone can look another human being in the face and pull the trigger. Let alone 11 times.
Now the media blames President Donald Trump for inciting hate speech that led to this. Let's recap the killer's motives...he thinks Trump is a pussy and Louis Farrakhan, former President Barack Obama's friend hates Jews. Of course, being from the Nation Of Islam doesn't hurt his perspective in that way. That is pure hate folks. Did it make him or incite others to shoot up a church? Nope. Neither did Trump's stupid comments. I mean, stupid people listen to these idiots anyway. I didn't hear a fucking thing Obama said, nor Bush nor Clinton. They're all figureheads. This man acted alone and his hate was hate deep within him out in the woods of Amish country.

Perhaps what we really need to come to terms with is how quickly life changes. There are now 11 people who were most likely going to die in a comfortable hospital bed, had their lives ended abruptly and now is etched into history books. A ghost story perhaps of a madman who entered sacred ground and the souls now unable to leave the grounds. The Tree of Life synagogue was about prayer and meditation and peace. Now...a frightening cement building housing the tragedy of a crazed gunman.

I've said before how much I hate guns. And guns in the hands of people who believe they are good and righteous are the most dangerous. As are all the gun nuts out there that defend gun rights like it was a child. These people are frightened children who are convinced an armed guard may have thwarted the attack. Most likely another victim.

Be kind'er to one another if you can. We all have the capability for more compassion tempered with common sense. Let's show more understanding. That means doing no harm on whatever level. But also remaining vigilant in the evil people who are really our enemies.

The Mad Pipe Bomber Sender of 2018

A week before an election the Feds have apprehended a mad pipe bomber sender that was sending seemingly explosive devices to Democrats and supporters of Democrats including (I'm laughing here) Robert DeNiro.
This is clearly a man who watches too many gossips shows and CNN. None of the bombs went off. And to be honest, I think the dude did it just to scare these people who, in all honesty, seemed to be riling up people. I mean, Maxine Waters and Cory Booker? These were the two nutbags who blasted Justice Brett Kavanaugh for his behavior when he was...um...17.
Any way, had they been real, it would've hurt mail carriers. And that sucks. I mean the United States Postal is already getting elbowed out by other services. So...that sucks. You should really see the people they have delivering your mail now though. The one who brings my mail is really twitchy and seems like he's about to snap.
So the Conservatives found this fishy that this man decided to start harassing far Left figureheads this close to election. Their conspiracy theory is that he was planted to draw sympathy for a failing Democratic push during midterms. Possibly. Isn't any more nutty than any other conspiracy. A "Manchurian Candidate" like brainwashing attempt at assassination. Except, the guy's bombs didn't work. I mean supposedly it was meant to, but what else could be the cause of making dangerous devices that don't work? Silliness, if you ask me.
Well, he got the attention he wanted and if guilty, hopefully he gets the help he needs. Though that derangement (remember Trumps got his own deranged crowd) needs to stop. On all parties. Yes, it fun to fuck around. But some people may not be. This dude is being taken seriously because of the scope of what he was attempting.
Here's the reality...none of these asshole politicians care about either side. They care about themselves. Always have, always will.

The Hollywood Show

There is a convention that is held in a hotel area of the Westin near the Los Angeles International airport that hosts celebrities from past and present to meet and greet their fans. They have some themes like, in this one...the reunion of "Too Close For Comfort" and 80's show that I watched as a kid. They also have a lot of film reunions. Linda Blair was actually at this one and was stunning. More so now than in her youth.
There is an old adage that "sometimes you don't want to meet your heroes." This implies that since we build them up to be Gods they will essentially disappoint you, or you will never be able to extract enough blood from them (information, stories, trivia, etc...). Myself, I geek out hard at the celebrities I see. I know deep down in their hearts, they no longer feel Hollywood embraces them as much as we do. And you do sense the bitterness. But a lot LOVE the fans they still have and love speaking with them about it. For me, I love set stories. Many actors don't recall the drama or they never had any. Or they're curious why I am so curious. This time around, there was a few disappointments (don't meet your heroes). This time, a show I'd grown up in the 1980's. "Too Close For Comfort" boasted the fame of Ted Knight as a father trying to raise two daughters in San Francisco. One daughter was Deborah Van Valkenburgh. Whom I've seen also in "The Warriors" and "Streets Of Fire". When I approached I was curious how the great director Walter Hill dealt with actors. The response was a bit clipped in a New York gal type of way "well, what would you like to know?" I had no specifics. Fuck! So I vamped for a while until her eyes grew bored. Her beauty was still there. Obviously now in her 60's looking at some putz across from her spit out a question. Which is when I stepped into her sitcom years. That didn't hold water either. I think she was curious what my point was without buying anything.
The thing with these shows is...it's sometimes very sad. Not because they are there doing this for some extra cash, but the last question most people may ask (which I have no idea) is "what's next?" Most of the people there have moved on from the limelight. Most won't be cast in anything in today's Hollywood. I'm more bitter about it than they are. In Ms. Valkenburgh's eyes, I'm just another fanboy face that chips away at the past she most likely can't remember. Or doesn't want to be a dancing monkey for a few bucks. I respect that. I respect everyone who did something pre-millenium. It was harder back then because the outlets were smaller. We had 4 network channels. Now, there is mass media.
I'm sure, if pressed, most of these celebs probably would prefer being in today's market. I tend to go there to sniff out potential people for my own films though...I fanboy out too easily. Yes, I love the REAL celebs of yesteryear. Because they had talent, and guts and were literate (no Kardashian). I hope they know that.

"Halloween" (2018)

SPOILERS
40 years ago, mis-casted teens posing as babysitters were murdered by the Boogey Man named Michael Myers who clearly wanted to see his sister's innards (they do a flashback to the scene where Judith Myers is hacked by Michael...you know something...what the flying fucking shit? The broad who was Judith most likely did the role and hoped no one ever saw her tits on the big screen again, but that is all they used her for...again). Thus a legend was born. The lone survivor was a square lame-wad named Laurie Strode who didn't drink or fuck. You'd think the feral mass murderer would allow this one to live. Instead...insane Michael Myers continued his rampage on anyone connected to his sister. Chased by a equally nutball psychiatrist Dr. Loomis, Donald Pleasance rocked that role with as much gusto as the meager paycheck allowed.

Now we're in 2018 and every fucking thing has to be about fucking women empowerment. Too bad the lady podcaster wasn't spared an empowering fate. Nor was the babysitter, or the...well, you get it.
This Michael Myers is now...60+ years old. Fuck! He's been in some mental hospital, possibly fuming about the one that got away. So, hey, why can't this be a movie about the incel who couldn't get a girl to like him. This version of Michael is...more confusing. He's an indestructible killing machine...sort of. They never do explain how he was re-captured after being blasted by Loomis and then disappearing. Or maybe they did in a looped line. Speaking of which...the conversation in this movie are HORRID. They explain everything without the slightest shame in exposition...
"remember when your husband left you and you were left with a child who was taken away by child protection services and..." I'm not joking here. This is how it went down.
I digress.
Michael returns to Haddonfield where life has moved on. The escape from the mental institution bus wasn't even fun. Because we didn't see it. Because the reason is revealed later. And it's stupid. Also, prior to this murder, a father and son driving to discover the bus have a stupid fucking discussion about his future in dancing. Seriously folks. This is that fucking retard Danny McBride's doing. I can tell. As is this fucking retarded conversation about bahn mi sandwiches while running protection duty for the new Strodes. I want to fucking punch these people in the face. Michael can't kill them fast enough. Or anyone else for that matter. Laurie now has a granddaughter (who fucked Laurie to get a daughter) and a daughter who is played by a sleep deprived Judy Greer. She ubiquitous to any ancillary character that requires you sympathize with her salamander looks (mother in "Jurassic World"). I love Judy Greer, but roles like this makes me think twice.

Anyway, Laurie is now a survivalist. Never mind she let some dude pump her for a daughter. I'd like to meet that fucking moron. Because the result is a woman who is suffering something awful over the events in 1978 (see Brett Kavanaugh). Laurie's home is some cabin in rural Illinois where she spent these years setting a trap. Yes, people...setting a trap of a person who may not ever be released if it didn't offer a movie moment. Also, none of her fucking contraptions are really put into play. In fact, it actually causes her more obstacles. You really wish Michael would kill her immediately, because of the absolutely DUMB shit she does. Like shooting through the basement floor and then going up through the trap door to make sure he's dead. Or maybe it's standing next to a glass window near the door as the super-human Michael Myers busts through the glass to strangle her. Speaking of which, why wasn't she  ripped in two. The fucking guy can take a buck shot to the hand and shoulder and still move around like nothing happened. God, I hate this movie.
Jamie Lee Curtis must've really needed the money. Because this is as stupid as a horror film gets. But as mentioned in other posts, maybe I'm over-thinking the institute of the horror film. In the 1978 one, people do STUPID things. Like, really dumb things, like not running to get help even after believing the Shape is dead. In this one, Laurie only needed to point shotgun to Michael's face and blast it into Rob Zombie land (total garbage). Instead, this is to stall for the outrageous ending I can't even explain. The cabin was an elaborate trap to incinerate Michael...seriously? How about we take the mask off so that we can blast him in the face for a satisfying ending. Most sexually assaulted women find this cathartic. Or blast him in the nuts to really pander to the Dianne Feinstein crowd. Blargh. This movie went full retard. Nothing is fun about it. Hemming and hawing throughout. And I rolled my eyes more often I thought I was having a stroke.
Most will see it. The thing costs nothing to make. So it's going to make money and fool people into believing a sequel is in the works. God help us if it's the same team. These people have no clue.

"Bad Times At El Royale" (2018)

SPOILERS

I recall writing a script back in high school where a pair of criminals were to meet at the crossroads of the Ohio and Indiana state line near Lawrenceburg. This is where time zones split into central and eastern time. At the end, a gun fight lands them both in two different time zones. The gimmick was nice, but the execution was clunky and dumb. BUT, strangely enough much of what this film presented was included in my film...when I wrote it at 18 years of age. Pulp fiction is slick with a lot of dark humor and this gleefully hits on all the great points of it.

The story is of 7 people who end up at the El Royale, which, in real life was the Cal-Neva hotel near Tahoe where part of the hotel was in California, the other in Nevada. Cute concept. So much so, Frank Sintra himself bought into it. A hideaway for seedy events, sexual affairs and gambling. Imagine that, then take away its gaming license and all you get is a shell of grandeur and then the criminals post up in its rooms to do strange things. The dark soul of humans know no bounds when no one is watching. Or in this case, remnants of the bygone era still haunt it.

So, it's a meeting ground for much of withdrawn youth such as hippie cults, old rickety bank robbers and F.B.I. investigations. Holding down the fort is a bell hop who seems to drop from the sky and has no reason to leave. Nor anyone could recall why he would be posted there. Those are answered much later. And the more it sinks in, the more you realize why.

The film is a slick beautiful homage to ugliness. It's a slow burning film with deep rooted pain. Jeff Bridges plays Father Father Daniel Flynn. Who seems to have sidetracked his life into the isolated grounds. Not creepy enough, how about Dakota Johnson, who plays Emily Summerspring...a supposed flower child with the steely eyes of one who has no peace or love. Or her sister Rose, played by Cailee Sapeny, who is a traumatized girl who is a victim of cultist brainwashing. Or Jon Hamm who  is a mysterious vacuum salesman who has another agenda. Or the most captivating character of all, Darlene Sweet, played by Cynthia Erivo, who is a great singer without a direction. Her character is a broken winged singing bird who just wants an opportunity...somewhere.

The El Royale is somewhere. But nowhere that any of them should be.

So as the story starts to unravel, we discover many other things about the hotel which I won't get into other than to say...this place did exist and as the saying goes if these walls could talk. In this case, if they could Drew Goddard definitely captured it's underbelly.

Though the film is stunning and, at times heartbreaking, the ending is a bit too long and a bit...dumbed down. When the shit hits the fan, there doesn't seem to be much satisfaction. The bad guy doesn't get his comeuppance at the hands of whom he truly did wrong. But, it is satisfactory enough. There is also a sudden character change that pops into gear and seems a bit too crowd pleasing, but still...fun. Everything unfolds nicely and the soundtrack is smashing! I loved it for that reason alone.

This is a film I wish they could do more of, but won't get a chance. It's essentially a single room play that I can see being turned into something big down the road.

This will be discovered later and appreciated for what it actually is. Go see it in the theater. It's worth it on the big screen.

Celebrity Twitters

There has been a ton of outrage from the looney Left in regards to an appointed Supreme Court Justice who was falsely accused of assault at the age of 17. False, because there hasn't been proof yet and I doubt that crazy cat lady Christine Ford will ever press charges. In fact, Justice Kavanaugh really should press charges against her and sue her into oblivion. Sets a horrible precedent for phony accusations. And destroys the next person who has a REAL accusation.

Was her story true? That is the new debate. Hollywood actors are coming out of the woodwork to make the next stand against...I don't fucking know what. They just have a bee in their bonnet to do something most likely because of the overwhelming guilt of being so attractive and rich and famous or whatever. Most are doing it to conceal their own bad behavior. The call for action by these twits is what's causing the loss. Think about everything they stood for and everything they've lost. That's everything. They are NOT the people to do this for the good of America.
Incidentally, Barack Obama...the fuck is up with this loser? He's campaigning for Democrats across America. Yo, Smooth...don't you have hobbies you would rather get to. Like building a model train set. This is incredibly sad that they are too tone deaf to understand, their help is NOT helping. Obama helped Hilary Clinton lose. Then he wants another swing at the plate? Smooth...the fuck is wrong with you? Are you that arrogant that you believe in your own press. The one that cries over your departure? I can't remember a single fucking thing you did for me. As the Asian man is overlooked. Since we take care of our own shit. I know...we don't matter. In fact, you made it much more difficult for us yellow brothers. Since Harvard openly discriminates against us for not being "personable." No outrage from you? Or your followers? Then FUCK YOU. We take care of it then. And we did. The silent ones poked their heads out and enjoys making you waste your time. Along with the rioters who can't seem to piece together their outrage fuels the other side. Without having to even move from their computers or television. Perhaps they are getting paid, because it doesn't seem to be doing shit.

Celebrity tweets are the worst. Not because I think they live a charmed life. They don't. They're fucking fruitcakes and nutjobs. They suffer gross depression, self-doubt, vindictiveness and all around ugly drama. Yet, they have a platform to air this out. Whilst the working man knows that these dopes don't speak for a real working man. Any time you complain someone spells your name wrong on a coffee cup, you cease to be one of us.
So take your opinion and shove it up your ass. Or better yet, keep at it. Entertaining to me to see everything they pushed for, they went the opposite direction.

Justice Brett Kavanaugh

Let's be honest with ourselves, this putz honky is the face of everything Klan related. Look at this fucking frat boy. By the way, he was a DKE. Which, at my undergrad, they were the super-nerds. This dude said multiple times how much he loved beer. He's a drunk. We know it. And we dig it. The other thing, he seems like a lame Dad joke teller. Like when he threw back the comment of liking beer or drinking to excess "why haven't you?!" I laughed. Defensive people about their drinking is funny. Though I believe he's a shitty drunk, doesn't mean he can't rule on the Constitution.
This was a roller coaster ride that really kept us busy from boredom. I loved shitting on the Left friends. They're so fucking bored with their lives ( I am too, but at least I have other hobbies, these fuckers are probably going back to building popsicle stick mini-houses).
The best are the celebrities who chime in. There are the usual nutjob suspects. Alyssa Milano and Kathy Griffin and Amy Schumer and a bunch of other women I've dubbed "The Mount Rushmore of Hag" Go ahead and use it if you want.

Look guys, molesting women, or sexually assaulting them turn them into intolerable hags. They're fucking so annoying. Everything is a battle now, because they have to wrestle with that guilt of surviving an assault. And as you are the only dude dumb enough to hover around her, she'll take it out on you. And the odds aren't in our favor. Most women have been assaulted. I've assaulted women (drunk). So we dudes have to knock that shit off, because it makes women REALLY fucking annoying. And we have to live with it. And then they go out into the world mean as fuck. I've been around loopy women, it's Hell.
So help us out guys, STOP fucking assaulting women.
As for Justice Kav...you know what's really good...this fucking guy will probably think twice about blowing his nose around women. He's got to be paranoid as fuck that EVERYTHING he does now is scrutinized. Not only that...the slightest move he makes could be misconstrued. I think if I were him, I'd issue statement such as "what I've learned about the justice system, is that there are petty people in this world who attempt to undermine you. It's taught me civics on a street level that I have been unaccustomed to. If I were to say anything in this world has changed, is that maybe law wasn't what interested me. But how people can bend the truth beyond the law to attempt to destroy my family's name."

In other words, be better.

The Problem With The New America

Everyone is accusing everyone of everything and to rectify this situation, people are being banned or thrown of the island. Without evidence. Just...words. Thanks Obama.
I say this because, during the terms of G.W. Bush and Bill Clinton, we had a ton of fun. Sure, at the expense of these Presidents, but still, they were fun. Then...no one could say anything about Barack Obama because it was grossly politically incorrect, no matter how you worded the joke. Comedian Dave Chappelle had a great bit about how the American people would never vote for a Black guy for President, but if he did, he better get the least literate Mexican guy to be his Vice President. Because then no one would attempt to assassinate him. Good stuff. That was before Obama was elected. Then the jokes just stopped. And what did we get in return? Over-sensitive soulless...women. Women aren't funny for this reason. Nothing is funny to them because they're so earnest. About everything. Jokes fly over their heads like a jet plane, because they are constantly thinking. Mostly about how not to hurt other people's feelings. Which is why you hear a ton of passive aggressive tones in their speak (not my Mom though...she's pretty blunt).

This New America is awful. Zero fun, zero jokes. Fuck, you're not even allowed to party your balls off for fear of being recorded, shown publicly and then destroyed financially. Because people aren't having fun, why should you? Funk that. I don't drink anymore, but I support anyone's love to get shitfaced and party their asses off. Like a Yellow Andrew W.K. Not as straight edge as that dude, but you know. What really rankles me is that...people are having fun...somehow...somewhere. And that level of frustration of not being able to crack wise on each other in a fun way is why this new America blows goat dick. It isn't fun. While it's true...there is the extreme. Like the guy who shows his dick to anyone who wants to see it. Yeah, THAT lacks common sense, and isn't funny in the least. Because the person who does that doesn't have an intelligent joke to supplement it. It's just the dick wagging. I think the joke is that it's suppose to be shocking (not if you're known to do that). Then you're a one trick pony.

I digress, please people...let's re-discover what made working class America fun and funny. That we can talk about Barack Obama being a smooth jazz fan. Or Bill Clinton ogling Arianna Grande at the wake of Aretha Franklin. We wasted SO many jokes for fear of reprisal (from the lousy...supposedly liberal Left). These were gems for the plucking. I'm not smart enough to come up with a great zinger. You out there are. I'll laugh along, I promise.

Patronizing Rich People

I graduated from a public high school which had the richest families in Ohio. One would question why rich folk decided to send their kids to public school instead of the nearby private school, which I can only explain...it was free.
What I notice now, as I see more and more of their children grow up, are the little things they do for society. Much of how I knew them, were self-centered bitter argumentative...well, entitled Gen-Xers. Today, crusaders for the under represented. Perhaps they feel it is their duty to do so. Maybe it's because they are atoning for bad behavior. I faced this ire, as my parents had zero interest in "keeping up with the Joneses." They were straight middle class and content with the small plot of land.
I am always fascinated by the rich who do things for the poor. Or crusade for the down trodden, how little they understand them. If you observe, the rich and poor aren't any happier or sadder, they learn to cope differently. A poor person finds existence part of the daily routine, whereas a rich person can't go through a day without spending money on something frivolous. Obviously this is a blanket statement. But I realize, that poor people tend not to fully accept charity and rich people are willing to take all charity (within the guidelines of pride and law). Then comes the rich people who do charity work. Or send out statements of support for the down trodden. This amuses me, because of some of the hypocrisy involved. Perhaps it's my own trauma of having faced teens when they were at their richest and selfish but they were a pack of exclusive nuts.

Though it brings me back to a "30 Rock" episode where Tina Fey's character goes to her high school reunion believing herself to be bullied, but ends up she was an elitist snob.

Either way, now that we are in our 40's...it amuses me how most of them are now fighting against the evils of President Donald Trump. For what reason? I can only guess they really didn't have that great childhood as depicted in their wealth. That now they use their inheritance to spread more comforts in whom they believe to be more oppressed, in order to fight back at their own parents (whom seemed to be much more interested in materialism...it WAS the 80's). I think there is a great deal of guilt that one is born rich rather than earning it. I recall I had a friend who drove a BMW or a Range Rover, but he never held a school job (as I did in my parents' Buick Century). Though one would believe as the forgotten middle class that I sound bitter by this. I'm not. I'm confused as to why they continue to pretend they have any clue as to who really is the oppressed group. That it is too simple to point out to a person of color and assume they are unhappy because of the President who appears to be a bigot. Or that one cannot defend themselves because rich people were able to afford college and, therefore, have intelligence to teach the world. What books never teach is widsom.

"Lethal Weapon" On Set Truth About Hollywood

If you're anywhere near the industry or care, you've probably heard the strange drama that went on during the first two seasons of this show on Fox that had actor Clayne Crawford fired who played Det. Martin Riggs on the hit show.
First off, never seen the show. No one, but no one does crazy better than Mel Gibson. That said, for the show to actually be a hit was something of a miracle, I'd say. The core of the show is...just a cop drama less you have any remembrance of the movie. For me, too sacred of ground to tread. BUT, I did hear about this new guy Clayne whom seemed to have started a lot of static on set. My guess was he was some po-dunk Method actor who stayed in crazy mode. Which...I mean, some would say Mel did as well. Crazy on and off camera. So, much was said from the main entertainment media about his supposed bad behavior. Which is when the tapes of him yelling and throwing fits went out into the public, in response to why he was fired...and then...the continued on with just Damon Wayans (who played Roger Murtaugh, a character first played iconically by Danny Glover).

Some things seems suspicious about the studio spin put out about the situation. They were quick to hold onto veteran actor Damon Wayans in spite of the fact that..."Lethal Weapon" wasn't ever about Roger Murtaugh's life. Riggs embodied the titular character. He was a Vietnam vet and was only good at killing. Murtaugh, on the other hand, was "too old for this shit" and just wanted to retire. Don't know how they spun the show towards that.

Any hooters...when the bombshell drop they were replacing Clayne and moving on...a lot was said...in terms of diva behavior. Little by little (and thanks to social media?) information came out about the real cause of his dismissal. You can choose to believe whom you want, but Clayne has very interesting points:

And it would be really helpful for you out there who want to work with studios to hear what really happens behind the scenes. A lot is what you expect. Producers who are two headed snakes, deals being made with other deals in place, and all sorts of other odd things that drives one absolutely bonkers (if you value commons sense or fairness). I've experienced at least ONE poorly behaved actor which was indicative of the veteran talent rather than an up and comer (desperate for success). This story made my guts twist, because more often than not, this is what you will experience. A lot of miscommunication and bitterness that grows out of it. Or a LOT of boiling egos which explode for no reason. You stiffen yourself to the roller coaster which is when a show does become successful, you wonder how or why people STILL don't get along.
Here is a bit of your answer.s