Dignity

When Rock Hudson died of AIDS years ago, I don't recall many people dancing on his grave. Though very little was known of the disease. The important part...even less was known that he was a homosexual.
It's more than likely now that few celebs hide their sexuality that are under the age of 50. Though people like Neil Patrick Harris play it for comical effect, they flaunt it as if the general public needs to know. It's not until  a gay commits a horrible act that it is even brought up (Kevin Spacey) otherwise, no one cares.
I think the public has now turned on Hollywood because they act like we're narrow-minded boobs and that they're teaching us a lesson through their performance. This is aggravating, especially as the people who need the lesson the most are these Hollywood Liberals who don't appear to have a moral compass. 

A friend of mine did die of a horrific drug problem. To which very little is said due to shame and embarassment. But more to honor a guy who had mental problems. To me that meant so much more than broadcasting an anti-anything campaign when it comes off as us lecturing to people who don't need the message. That's the laughable side. Because Hollywood was caught in a sexual assault scandal, everyone has to hear their message. Nope.
I think the new generation of famous people should really use Rock Hudson as an example to live quietly in your life and die wth dignity instead of using social to push a cause when it effects you. That's how you gain support.

Mike Pence and The End Of Legal Abortion

Man, this world sucks enough. Why bother with adults who are forced to have kids they don't want. You know what they become? Total fucking animals. I've yet to see a case of the opposite.
Now I am pro-choice. Sorry, it's not my body, the fuck do I care. But if you're a whore and you like fucking and you get pregnant, we don't want any more of that kind. Get it? Actually, we do, but we should exercise the right to get rid of it too. Otherwise, they will exact revenge on the world...like Freddy Kreuger.

Jokes aside, this Bond villain wants thinks abortions will end. Good luck, pal. You're going to be getting beaten with very expensive handbags and rolling pins. Because the Democrats left you extreme Right nutjobs with some real shrews. And unless you bring back the backhand slap to mouthy broads, this shit continues.

"Black Panther" and Their Reach

The fact that this Marvel movie made a ton of money does not stop the whiners and the moaners that the movies lack diversity. I have no idea the world runs on race preference and not...in our case, availability.

I've always written for a diverse crowd. NOT because I was some social justice drum beater, it was because these were the people I know. Women and people of different colors. I think Spike Lee was the same. He's gotta be seething now living under the shadow of Ryan Coogler who has taken over for the cause. He won't admit it, because the success may mean Lee's return to the A-listed material, but truth be told, Spike killed it for diversity decades ago. Though I don't agree with his politics or his usage of movies to promote perceived injustices (Spike, people LOVE your movies...let that go), I think he IS an artist/filmmaker first, and I wish he'd go back to that.
My gripe now isn't it's success but that it really isn't a banner movie for the Black community. No more than "Wonder Woman" stops seeing women as...eye-candy. Though not as prevalent there isn't going to be 500 women warrior movies. Or 1000 Black hero movies. But it does nudge the international market with that dreaded stigma that people around the globe don't want to see Blacks in movies. Perhaps this changes that dynamic. And more markets (particularly Asia) will accept...Black dramas as potential (refer to international numbers for "Moonlight" if it's even there).
Me? I don't care about society forcing any sort of norm. I cast whom I want, and work with whomever I want. You can't hold me hostage to the public taste, which unfortunately studios need to survive. Maybe it's no longer films that they make anymore.

Something To Look Out For In The Movie Biz

I've been an observer for some many years now. One thing that will always floor me...talent and hardwork does not equal success. Or rather what others consider is the definition of success in this business. For me, it use to be how many big name projects you get on. You only had to look at someone's IMDB credit to see. But even this shocks me. Check out a Vimeo page of someone that has a GREAT film and you'll always be surprised by how few credits they have. I cannot explain this other than this is the crew version of character acting. Character actors work in the trenches. They work and constantly work and every once in a while poke their heads out for a premiere or something. But they're not household names. Some prefer it this way. Others made the leap (Steve Buscemi). In the end, acting is your work. Most of us should be so lucky. So a LOT of crew people have made amazing short films but never skip to the next leve. To which I can't explain. The talent, drive and even connections are there. For some odd reason they just come short of the goal of the majors. To be honest, it doesn't interest me in the least to make that jump. I had a bit of it young, and it soured my gut. Still does in a way. I found happiness in what I'm doing now. To the ones who aspire to the big leagues, remember that it is so fleeting. It's like an NFL running back. One season of a name and the rest...disappears. Again, this will drive people nuts who want to go onto studio movies. Because, to a lot of outsiders, THAT is the gold standard. And I'm not being a goof here when I say, you are WAY better off not getting into that arena. A low-key working cinematographer that does small projects is going to be way more satisfied than one that wants to work corporate. True, it is a TON of money. But that also means you owe a lot of people. Keep your debts low.

The other factor in this are the questions that will nag you. I've been asked plenty of times why I didn't get into the majors. Truth? I derailed myself with self-pity. By the time I dragged myself out the business changed dramatically and I didn't care to hustle anymore. Hopefully your path is different. Many people will not make it. Sorry. It's not your heart, your skill or your talent. It just is. And I hope to God you don't blame yourself over something that is inexplicable.
The conversation sounds like this:
"Hey, that short you made was amazing!!"
"Oh thanks, yeah we were having fun"
"Why aren't you doing this for a living?!"
And so it goes. No one is ever happy with the explanation of the true core of Hollywood. That even though you work in storytelling you don't want to work WITH them.
Don't kick yourself too much if this pops up. They really mean well and you can't explain to people it's not even luck that gets you where you want to be. So, the best thing you can do for youself is to appreciate that you have any passion to pursure anything. It may not sound encouraging, but it is. Because your happiness isn't dictated by them.

The Times They Are A' Changin' In Movies

As I sat in the theater watching the GOD AWFUL trailers for movies, it occurred to me that we are what the movie "Idiocracy" predicted. We are at "Butt: The Movie." Hollywood has straight up given up on craft. They know it and don't care. What made me so antsy in my recliner sofa'd seat was...the audience didn't care. In fact the middle aged man next to me with his ridiculously fat White kids were laughing and reciting the lines back like seals. Oh did my stomach turn. Not to say I didn't like that a man that rotund took his children to experience movies in theater but...wow. The upcoming movies are horrible. Not a shred of class. Now, cleary it's on me to be going to more arthouse movies myself (which I do). But it also occurred to me that those movies are now a watered down version of the stunts and gags Hollywood gets away with. There is actually a movie about teenagers attempting to lose their virginity at prom called "Cock Blockers" but can't even write the word "cock." It's unbelievable how low we've sank. There is no way any movie in the 80's or 90's got this far into the toilet (even Adam Sandler flicks). You had to search to find it. Now...Troma movies would be considered tame today.
This obviously is how much we've gone away from story telling and into spectacle. And so glad I no longer want to be a part of it. By the way, it's not that the general audience wanted it this way. Movie makers are cramming this down our throats and people are adapting to it. They know as a whole society is this dumb. I wonder how much of a attendance drop it would be if they made great humorous human drama that didn't involve forced raunch. Relatively speaking "Lawrence of Arabia" did fine without a vibrator joke.

Brendan Fraser Disappearance

I suspected his disappearance from the limelight may have had something to do with some homosexual making passes at him. Afterall, most "it" guys have as much issues with sexual harassment as the women.

What isn't spoken about is the fact that homosexuality is deviance, and we're treating it like it's normal. I recall being in a swimming pool at the age of 8 with my Dad's friend. I'm not sure how close he was at the time with my Pop but I do recall him getting a little too touchy feel while in the pool. I knew something was wrong. So fortunately, I had the good sense to ditch the swimming and go search out my sisters. I never reported it, since back in the 80's you didn't call out adults. I get the feeling my Mom knew what type of person he was since she quickly put a stop to us going over to his place to swim. Isn't it funny, our instincts tell us what is perverse? Luckily for me, she never pushed the issue to be "more polite" to the pedophile faggot. As I grew up, my Mom also repeated to me how when I am around other people's children to be very very careful of getting that close and touchy. Because...they know. Thankfully I've never had the slightest itch for children or men. To a lot of people in the movie industry, it is a constant battle. The fact that Hollywood hasn't burned down following Corey Feldman's accusations is a testament to how accepting we are to homosexuals. That's sickening. Even today, as I think the Oscars or something is tonight. I stopped watching since the people I liked this year aren't even nominated. So my tastes are waning.
I think people are missing the bigger point. If homosexuality isn't wrong, why are there guys at the gym still soliciting me in the dark? Why can't I report this to the gym as harassment? And why are we excusing this behavior because they are the weaker species? The whole point in life is procreation in which two homosexuals CANNOT conceive. Nature doesn't allow this. It is humans that found science to make this available. We're okay with finding ways to not pollute the environment but ignore that we are genetically modifying the way parenting is. The implication here is that things are only okay if YOU tell us what is okay. I admit to that. The gays and the Left won't. They guise it under empathy for your fellow man. That is where the Left fail miserably. They protect deviants but completely forget you are hurting others. Doesn't matter to them as long as it's a cause.

Consider that you can't be a feminist and also support gays and lesbians and transgenders. Consider that the title itself tells you this.

"Game Night" (2018)

There is a great lesson to be learned in this movie that succeeds where practically every dark comedy made today fais...it's that it has to be about...something.
I learned a lot watching this unfold that as silly of a wrapper this movie lives in, it is the importance of relationships and people that far outweighs the gimmick. I'm desperately attempting this in my new script.
"Game Night" is about the gen-Xers who grew up with lifelong pals who live for a night of games. I know couples who exist here. They're most Caucasian upper-middle class hipsters that think board game are cool. One night, someone ups the game into a murder-mystery which spirals into..well, it's just too ridiculous to mention here, but this is kind of a Shane Black movie without it being Shane Black and has a sweet center that you can't help but enjoy it. Yes, it is insane. Unbelievable even, but is crafted well and is a fun watch.
That said...if you do dissect this movie, be prepared to be disappointed. It makes zero sense. But the cameos are fun to watch. And Rachel McAdams is such a sweet good natured housewife (whom I know plenty) it's hard to shit on the logic. Watch it on a slow night. You won't be sorry (which is a boardgame).

Elizabeth Hurley at 52

According to Tom Sizemore, he set up at meeting between Hurley and then President Bill Clinton. They fucked. According to a cokehead. But I believe him. Women love power. Now she's 52 and still with fuckable meat around her. She's kept up and posting on Instagram.
Says more about her psyche. Once a model alway a model.
The other thing...this must REALLY confuse women. At one point you really cheer on her drive to stay sleek. On the other hand, fuck her and her decades of physical superiority. Right broads?
Now that makes you a hater. Since it is a beauty you will never achieve. But do you hate her for this. Make you sickenly jealous? Now you hate women. See how that works?
Me? I wish and pray and hope all women look like this at 50. But then again, if they all looked like this maybe the real attractiveness would be plump women. Personally, I think thicker women take a better pounding. Thus more attractive. Hurley seems like great arm candy, but...man, you'll be fighting for a mirror.

Ignoring Crazy People

To be fair to F.B.I. they probably get tens of thousands of false alarm nutjobs. So as one fell through the crack you realize it's not like a job you can fall asleep at the wheel. I'm sure for ever dude who shoots up a school there must be dozens of calls that say there's a guy they know who could potentially hurt people. I know a guy at work now who I think is very dangerous. But probably more to himself. About this time and after the fact, is when I say "I knew it was gonna be him." I'm sure people think that of me. But I hate gun and I hate cars and I hate the effort it most likely takes to carry out this. In short, I'm too lazy to do anything about my disgust for most people. BUT, I have an outlet here where I can vent. Sort of. I'm very thankful these days people would rather visit a dentist than read.

We do ignore crazy a LOT. The hotter a woman is, the more we overlook. Sad...I know. Somehow being publicly shamed by a stunning woman is the tribe judging you. And that she most likely pins your nuts on a cork board until she's bored and needs someone to embarrass. Hot women who are single are absolutely broken toys. Yet, we ignore them. Or look at them long enough to realize you could have fun, but it is a LOT of effort involved. When you get older you see past it. Thank God.
A lot of dudes are netted in there and don't escape. That is a lifetime of scars.

So I get why the Feds dropped the ball on this. If we had to chase every nut, we'd be foraging forever.

Why I Ditched the Left But May Re-Consider

Don't get me wrong, I think the Right are bigoted retards too. But the problem with the Left is that they pretend to care.
Here's a trick, ask any of these so-called people person's and sympathetic folk that you've met in the past three simple questions about yourself. That could something like how many siblings do you have. Where do you live and what do you do for a living. I guarantee you none on the Left could answer you. Because they're phony garbage people who pretend to be on the side of righteousness. The thing that irks a Leftist is a Trump supporters because they've criticized precisely what they hate about themselves.
I know a ton of details about my friends and people I've just met, beccause people interest me. I joke that I hold most in contempt, but in reality humanity fascinates me. The Left was suppose to be about humanity. They aren't. They're self-absorbed (probably moreso). The frustration is that...they did use to care about humanity. That they do good not to post on social media, because it was within us. The Right were these gray haired country club exclusive White guys (Trump) who could care less about anyone. There's this fucking faggot at this gym I go to, that I know a ton about his fucked up family. Why? Because he shares this information and it's fascinating. I've spoken to him for almost a year now and he doesn't know shit about me. See?
Look, I could care less if you don't give a shit about me. At least don't pretend you're for the better core person when you rot from the inside and spread it under the umbrella of supposed goodwill. The Left is worse than the Right because they pretend they're good people. And have fooled many a "liberal." IF only to hide immoral behavior.
That said, the worse crime committed is that the Left don't give a shit about humanity and hold people in contempt and want to change the world. It doesn't work like that. In all reality Bill Clinton was the start of the hypocrisy I can't stand. Shed that mentality and the humans re-take the world.

Stupid Fucking Gun Nuts

I really don't care about the kids who were killed by another dummy with a gun.
The point is, no one does. All people want is to push their agenda. The likelihood of you being murdered by a gun is pretty slim. With the exception of mass shootings, typically you're killed by someone you know. Doesn't alleviate your paranoia BUT at least we can quit with the bullshit that kids are getting more and more rambunctious with them.
Here's the deal and parents aren't going to want to hear this...stop being your stupid fucking kid's friend. You are a parent and a bad guy. Start acting like it. I have that issue with my own sister. She was her son's friend since the father of her children are colossal losers. But that's mostly choice. Sorry, sis...you never got your shit together. The small victory is that he left high school without murdering anyone. Yes, the bar is set this low. He's getting his shit back together. I'm sure as hormones die (such as my own)...the more responsible one gets.
Also, start blaming your own stupidity for fucking up your kid. This idiot in Florida was bounced around. Never mind his mom died, his Dad died, and I'm sure a goldfish here and there. Well, did anyone stopped to ask him if he was doing okay? Didn't sound like it. It sounded like "oh cool, he found an interest in guns, that ought to keep him occupied." He certainly got our attention now.
Stop with the outrage about your stupid fucking kid. When we stopped backhanding these assholes, that's when shit started. Animals rear their children without the pile on of social media. The thought of getting a flip flop to the backside made you think twice about throwing a bottle at people. Without boundaries...we get this nut shooting up schools.

Public also need to cut the cops some slack. Local police are so frozen with public outrage that they ignore some serious signs that these things happen. The problem with Black Lives Matter or any movement directed at cops is that...they ignore everyone. Problem solved. In their minds, it's not worth getting involved until it's serious. That's a problem.
Don't be your kid's friend.. Discipline folks.

High School March Against Gun Violence

Marching doesn't do shit but irritate people who have work.
Why not march against White dudes between the age of 18-44?

And by the way, no shit on the shootings. No one except nut cases think guns are safe for anyone. That is not to say there aren't people who believe guns save people from other gun nuts. We get it.
When we start listening to high school kids, that's a problem. They don't know shit from a hole in the ground. No matter how many fucking stupid fables you tell of the little girl who suggested deflating the tires so the truck that was stuck under an overpass could slide by. That's horseshit.
All crazy people with a gun do is find other ways to get around the system. The idea is get humanity to poke their heads out and say to themselves that a gun isn't necessary, despite thinking their neighbor may have one and want to injure you. The truth is...it's not true. The crazy guy who was standing at the gas station at 5AM this morning just staring at me and rapping to himself doesn't have a gun. A knife maybe. But if you're shoeless and rapping to the sky, I'm pretty sure I had the upper hand.

Living in fear is no way to live. I get we need common sense but..the awareness isn't towards gun owners. They're zealots, we know this. The onus is on us as humans to have faith the people next to us don't want to harm us.
Yeah, it's kumbaya shit, but, for the love of God, also knowing people love and see you...that is the ultimate in insuring a kid with a head of steam isn't going to hurt others.

Feminism?

You can be the staunchest feminist, but one thing that NEVER EVER EVER EVER has changed is women's own internal value of themselves as a visual medium. In truth, I've never met a woman who wouldn't love or hasn't had sexy photos taken of themselves. Somehow, deep in their biology women understand that being youthful and pretty allows you nicer things. Now once in a relationship, I'm not sure. But that scene in "Titanic" where the old broad looks at her naked self. Guess what? That's instinctive. Femnism or not, women like knowing they were young and bangable back in the day.
Especially now. I'm on a dating site which...I'm positive they are posting sexy photos of themselves simply to see how many attractions they get. A tiny margin are actually there for dating. Women do a LOT to stay sexy. Or portray themselves like that. None show themselves at a library or doing medical experiments. What kinda loser would that attract? Instead, a TON of ass shots or cleavage shots or bikini pics. A ton are fake profiles but...some chick took that photo.

So as liberated as women think they are. Theyre not. They're bound by their genetics to which they blame men for their own insecurities. Again, this push for women's rights is really laughable when their worse enemies...well..they're taking ass and shaved pussy shots. Why not go harass them for a while.

The Political Olympics

The media is really the problem. They clearly hate Trump. Or he gets them eyeballs to bash him or whatever. The guy is a clown pretty easy target.
But the athletes are winning for us which leads most Americans to think "the fuck are they yakking about then?"
Oh, because they weren't chosen as elite athletes but as a mouthpiece for the media. Lindsay Vonn comes to mind. The dumb dumb blonde hates Trump. Fine. But you're also and American. So fucking ski and win and then talk all you want later. This idiot spews her shit before the games then can't perform? Lady, Trump won the presidency. That makes you a dumb cunt. And a loser to boot.
Then there was Gus Kenworthy's kiss with his boyfriend. Last I checked "Gus" was a guy's name. Though...Gus was also the name of Sondra Locke's hooker name in "The Gautlet." I digress...they photographed them and it went nuts on the internet.
First off, no one cares you're a flaming fag. Like the ice skater or dancer or prancer (I'd be surprise at the hetero one). Seriously, Americans really don't. But they constantly bombard you with how intolerant we are. Really? It's lucky we don't still drown fags to get fag out of them. But the media thinks we're intolerant boobs (which we can't grope anymore). What does the media want us to actually admit. Gus hasn't won shit. Too bad that isn't the real tragedy. But there he is kissing his man. Is this for real?
If I did make the Olympics and ski down a hill and win, I'd want Lindsay Vonn to be waiting at the bottom of the hill to blow me, because I love thick and blonde. Then I'd want the press to report it. Because that is truly taboo love. If the press is being honest with itself.
By the way, it occurred to me that the press isn't taking that much heat for the shooting in Florida. Simply because news has gotten to a point where it makes dumb people angry (me). For extra dumb people (shooter) they really take words to heart. I understand news has to get eyeballs. But the constant dire nature of reporting, I truly believe has caused a lot of emotions to come to the surface. And if their worldview is guided by what they see on the internet, I would hope there'd be a bit more care taken. Fortunately for me, no one reads my garbage. And you really shouldn't take a recluse seriously anyway.

Hi Florida, You Fucking Idiots

17 less teens in this world because a gutless pussy decided to shoot up his ex-school. I fucking hate this little putz. And quite honestly the parents of the dead teens should be allowed a pair of pliers and slowly dismantle this fuckface. Painfully slow. This boo-hoo fucking retard who got his hands on an assault rifle. And yes, we will label it so...since he assaulted people with it.
And the shitstain survived to be tried.
What a waste. We know this guy is an animal. Unrepentant piece of scum that should NEVER be back in society. When you look at him, you already want to kick his teeth in. Must be a curse.
Anyway, here we are again talking about guns. These pussy fucking kids no longer fistfight. They get their parents guns and take it to the extreme.
Fuck you monsters. And quite honestly, a LOT of you stop having kids. It's typically the mentally imbalance that really don't know better. You should neuter those assholes first.
About the title...Florida continues to thrive on lunacy. If it 'aint face eating bath salt nuts it's these retards.
Get a grip Florida. You wife-beater wearing losers.

Valentine's Day 2018

How depressing is it for women at 40 to be without a squeeze during this time of love?
It's a no wonder many women have created Gal-entine's Day and the ones with guys have supported this. The sisterhood is strong then.
Me? Yeah, it's a bit melancholy for me, since a former love has a birthday close to this day. So it was always a two-fer. But I feel bad for women who feel bad for themselves. You get the sense their joking around is really concealing deep lonely pain.
It's funny how we do think women have it the worse. As if the new society doesn't make it where strong independent women can't celebrate not getting dick. But they bought a house and a car and has a cat and a--
you get my point. Personal relationships obviously shouldn't define you, BUT I realize it weighs heavy on people who don't have anyone to suck face with on such a day when people brag about who they have. It doesn't bother me, since the reality is probably a dull sexless marriage. As most are.

Well, if you got that special someone don't let them go. Especially if you're holding onto them over a cliff. You're liable to be held responsible for their death had you not taken that enormous insurance policy out on them. And Happy Valentine's Day!

Stormy Daniels

So, the lawyer for President Donald Trump admitted he paid out of his own pocket a six figure sum to porn star Stormy Daniels. I think she got ripped off.
As mentioned before, I love Stormy. She is a sturdy busty thick blonde slut who I would give a lot to just to have her motorboat me.
I have a sickness for big Amazon women who have thickness.
Anyhooters, I'd like to reiterate to all the public figures out there that it's really okay to come out with the truth. For instance, the speech I'd give to Trump after this admission:
"People of America...she's a whore. Any questions?"
Who in God's name would argue that?

Kathy Griffin Again

So Ms. Griffin came out to present screenwriters' guild award. Appropriate when you shaved your head and have Andy Dick's face:

Looks aside, I'm still trying to figure out what she's famous for. But more curious why she decided to even come out. This is what fame does to you. You put on your best face and decide that the world will have to choke on you. That's what a lot of "entertainers" do. Whether you like it or not...they will be in your face. The easy thing is...turn the channel. They aren't going to be famous long if no one knows about them. And, of course, Griffin understands...bad press is, at least, press. I've never been as infamous as her, but I can't imagine wanting to constantly invite that into your life. That seems to be the psychosis of celebrity. Constantly holding the public in contempt whilst wanting them to like you. And empty hole that is never filled.
I'm sure she believed maybe a smidgeon of people come to her Trump-hatin' defense. But it seems, they didn't even have the stomach to televise the award. Which is always sickening to me since writers are the backbone of storytelling. Duh!
I don't think Griffin has a second life in entertainment (since she's not very entertaining). But she is brave for coming out looking like Susan Powter. Remember her? No? Aw, fuck.

When Art Gets In The Way

I think most creative types are so focused on their craft, that they forget to see what happens when you do succeed. I doubt anyone who has reached the apex of their career goals ever sees it as the end. It's always the next springboard to something else. This is part of the joy of making movies...stories are always different.

I got to thinking after listening to Jann Wenner, creator of Rolling Stone magazine. He hung out with John Lennon, Mick Jagger, Bob Dylan, Bruce Springsteen, and so forth. In the interview, I heard him speaking about how Bob Dylan had come to his house and just sat and played on his guitar. In my mind, that's all the guy probably could do. Most likely relived rock days, talk about politics. I think as I get older, I prefer sitting in my own thoughts (such as I do here).
Then it occurred to me. There isn't really another way to live for Dylan or rock legends to live besides their music. To me, that would bore me to tears. Unless we hear great groupie stories. And even then, those get old. I think when you get to a level in your career and you're still doing it, maybe we won't have experiences to draw on anymore. When you're a struggling artist, you are at the ground level. When you lose anonymity, you can't even observe.
Can you imagine being at a place where you can afford the best food, car and living and just...unable to reconnect on a human leve. Most of the public mock this phony boo-hoo'ing, but it's actually worse than prison. Look at Prince. Whose persona was created so early, he had no other choice but to create a compound and invite people to observe. Michael Jackson. I argue had he been less talented and driven, he'd live longer. Fame always come with a price. But that's what they were willing to give to us puny Earthlings. What we lack in the ability to communicate with one another.
People build walls now. Somehow pretending like you're important means more than actually being important. The Instagram site really shows a life no one can possibly live next to comments and "likes" no one has earned.

I would bet anything, this is why famous people lament the loss of personal space and anonymity. 

The Hollywood Celebrity Show

I pulled my car up to a parking space with my buddy.
The car next to mine was a beaten Saturn.
The 70 year old man sidled up the car, waiting for us to park. The lines were tight.
"Man, they really don't make it easy to park" he commented. I laughed since the parking structure was packed with everyone. Which I assume is aways on this way on a Saturday at the Westin Hotel next to the airport.
When I parked, something in me decided to ask him questions. He was a former actor who had segued into screenwriting and he was there to see if he could solicit some actors to read his script. He had that nervous energy that comes with most hustlers. Laughing as he spoke, uncomfortable in his own skin. To calm him a little, I simply told him we were there for the same reason.

And it occurred to me...
...this was precisely the conversation I was having prior to parking. During our drive down to the hotel, I was talking to my friend about how I refuse to be beholden to the industry. That means I receive no money from them and in return don't give a flying fuck what the industry says. Or the public for that matter. Unfortunately, I deal with people who do need that. They need audiences to pay money so they get paid...to live. I know, know...having a side job that sustains this "hobby" meant that I can thumb my nose at the industry. Most don't have this luxury. That's where this man comes in...
...the man had been hustling for decades. He had a novel. That got turned to a script. That got turned into back to a novel. And he couldn't pitch the story to save his life. He was waffling between a lot of incongruous thoughts. And for the minute there, I thought I'd started a conversation with a retard.
This was an incredibly sad reminder and evidence, that we don't all get to work in this business in any level. And whether or not you think I'm just bracing myself for never being accepted into the elitism that is Hollywood, I would not want to be a part of a group of people that would want THAT me as a member. To paraphrase that famous guy who said that.
I admire and pity those who tread on the acceptance of the world stage. Instead, I wrap myself in the freedom I get never having to impress anyone. It is really liberating.

Winter Hoe-lympics

Does any really care anymore? It happens around when people are working and you don't really need to know the outcome when you can just check your event online. And we don't really hate any country anymore. So...what's the big deal?
It use to be simple events. Bobsled, skiing and ice skating. Now you have dumb fucking "sports" like curling. So you don't make Canadians feel bad their drunk hobby isn't marginalized.
And media is pushing SO hard for Olympic heroes. Let's be honest, we just want to see the "agony of defeat" guy. You remember him? The dude whose skiis got caught on the jump and he tumbled like some broken NASCAR collision? It was boss. And we were all with it. Now?...I have no idea what we're actually watching. Figure skating is like graceful, but if one person picks a better song than someone else...I'm not sure I completely sure how the score is tabulated.
Okay, so I'm the ignorant one. The best thing is actually speed skating. You know, like REAL racing. Like running, it's thrilling to see the laps happen. And I think that's missing in subjective things. Like slalom is...like speed and not crashing into poles.
Bobsled, you can get wrecks. The luge is badass because the dude could shoot off the tunnel and into a crowd.
So, I don't know. We're collectively as a world stopping our bickering and going for gold. And that unifies us as people.

Jill Messick, Weinstein Assistant/Former Rose McGowan Agent Killed Herself

Not that we knew who she was, but this 50 year old off'd herself in what is most likely shame for her involvement, or our perceived involvement in her being complicit in the continual buffer between Harvey Weinstein and his sexual assaults.
She was bipolar as well.
Her relatives are now blaming media and Rose McGowan for constantly dragging her name in with the real assaulters. And I gotta admit, that sucks for her to feel so overwhelmed with those evil hypocritical eyes that you can't go anywhere because they've built so a big name for themselves in the cut.
Here's the thing I think about this...I'm sure there is about to be a lot more coming out about her involvement that was complicit in the case. To which I can only imagine, in her mind, would be a continual embarassment. Lady, you don't have to work in movies. Or with the studio. Or with the media. Here's what I would've done. Issue this statement:
"To those who believe I assisted in the rape culture of Harvey Weinstein, all I can tell you is that I heard what everyone else heard. And I did nothing. With that, you can all just go fuck yourselves. Because I don't fucking need any of you. Life doesn't begin or end with a crazy actress accusing me of not doing more for her. She sold herself as easily and as quickly as any other person who desperately wanted to work in this business. If I have to rely on your approval for a career, this is clearly not the job for me. So, I hope you all die a miserable death assuming the worse in me, as a complete stranger. I'm more than happy to sling hash at Norm's Restaurant and enjoy my time not having to deal with the hypocritical garbage that I've been witness to."

Then write a tell-all book about it.
That's the American way.

Paul Marciano And Kate Upton's Fun Bags

Voluptuous model Kate Upton has come out and said that Guess? creator Paul Marciano groped her and made her feel sexually assaulted.

Bitch, you make your money showing your fucking tits to the world. Now...this is offensive? How in God's name did you not learn YOUR lesson from Anna Nicole Smith who popped a shit ton of pills and alcohol, and bit it in a hotel lobby. Of course this dude was going to grab some chest meat. Probably smelled your panties after you returned them to the house of Guess? I would. I haven't. But I would.

Shit lady, you aren't a spring chicken in the business. And even if you were, you knew the consequences. You're from fucking Detroit!

Most women did understand these terms. If you warned them about the guy, kudos! But you didn't until this new movement came out. The accuse until the person has to issue and apology. For paying you to show your tits and ass. You know who doesn't pay you to show your tits and ass? Denny's.
But what are we really talking about here? Are you blowing the whistle on something everyone universally knows as a perverted business? Guess? doesn't sell their shit because grandma's buy it. They sell it to bubbleheaded blondes (apparently). You know who REALLY loves Guess? shit? Asians. Thick blondes are our favorites. I suggest going to any city in Asia and flaunting your shit there. We'll at the very least maul you politely. There are a gazillion blonde, big tittied women out there that will take your place and gladly be groped. They're tits, lady!

First Draft Finished

Nothing feels as great as finishing a feature film script.
Nothing feels as bad as re-writing the whole fucking thing.
There is a romanticized notion that writing is a fun thing. It's not. Anyone who tells you that writes garbage. Some believe if you're miserable writing a script the reader is miserable reading it. There's some truth in that. Though I fall under the camp of the people who write with a stupid smile on their face are too dumb to know their story isn't film worthy. And the reader will be subjected to gobbly-gook. This is the creeping thought that should be in every writer's head. Don't make your shit unreadable to the dumbest person on Earth. I know for a fact all my favorite storytellers thought this to be the case.

I know...why do it then?
Because you have to express what's in your mind to others. In other words, a gameplan for others to build the ship.
To me, I've read some awful awful scripts by friends who bounce around the concept of writing like it's nothing. Well...if it's that simple, it goes without saying, the story is probably dumb enough without the details. And that's fine. Recently a few Oscar contending scripts would fall under the catergory of logical retardism. Which is a byproduct of desperately hitting that point where time and money allows you the opportunity to make a movie.
Okay, look, we're not trying to cure cancer. For most of us we're trying to make something that distracts you from the cancer you have.
I digress.
The first draft is done, and now...looking it over to plug in bits and pieces to make it...a movie. I am proud to finish a feature script. It isn't easy and I have three now. Which...is pretty wild considering I went to film school as a writer/director. Most of my classmates have none. That's startling considering they cared about it more.

I Don't Answer To You

Everyone once in a while I'll get that odd question "How do you make it in Hollywood?"
I fucking don't know.
Wait. I do, but most people don't like the answer.
The real answer? Kiss as much ass as possible and hopefully someone has a boner when they see you.
The real REAL answer, don't fucking be at the mercy of the studios.
The minute corporations have a hold of you, you're at their mercy. And they will dangle a TON of shit in front of you. While you may feel sick to your stomach with anxiety because your career isn't going anywhere, the truth is...it could go somewhere but with a terrible price you pay in losing your freedom. Yep, forget expressing any part of yourself (such as what I do here).
See, as a guy who spends his own money to make his own movies, I don't give a flying fucking shit about your opinion. OBVIOUSLY I care when the people who invest their time don't feel like they're wasting their lives, but for the most part, I don't follow the trend, so I don't have to backpedal or release any statement or apology for expressing some thoughts that may offend people.
That, people, is freedom.
Even if this blog site shuts me down, I still have pen, paper and a brain. It doesn't fucking matter, to be honest. I see so many public figures at the mercy of very irrationa people. In any other society, we'd deem them retards. But, for whatever reason we've taken to listen to insanity. Where someone will police anything you say. That's garbage town. You are free to express yourself as much as you want. As an American. And as a human being. As much as a fucking confused tranny. They have parades for individuality. So you think. Nope. Only if it suits them. A alt-right skinhead doesn't have that same parade right? Nope. I obviously don't agree with that Aryan shit, but I can also choose to ignore. As I ignore the tranny parade or the women's march. It's also your right to comment. Does it matter? Nope. They think celebrity is important. Celebrities think they are too. The truth? Not really. All these actors shoving the social outrage of the day on you like it was their job. Honesty, I think it's because they didn't find purpose in acting. They thought it would bring joy and fullfillment and were probably crushed it didn't. So, they patronize us plebians. Come down to Earth to spread their message of love and hope and take up against injustices, when really, they're here to pass time before they go to Romania for a Dracula movie.
The industry is full of fucking shit. And the closer it raps its claws around you, the harder it is to let go. Because, let me be very straight with you, it is EXTREMELY easy to let the dragon of fame and fortune change the dynamics of your living that you would embrace the most terrible of people to maintain your place at the table.
To free yourself, NEVER EVER EVER EVER think they are in charge of you ever. Yes, I realize money is a massive driving force. But guess what it does? It makes you at their beck and call. You surround yourself with people who really don't want more of who you really are but who they can manufacturer. IF you are a good person, you can do what you want without having to bow to their will. The people who are in now...see how they suffer at the pubic's scrutiny. And ask yourself honestly, where your threshhold lies.
Many people sign their dignity away for less.
Make Hollywood on your own terms, and don't rely on them ever.

I Don't Like Steak

The fork pierced the tough meat. Never tenderized. Always pan fried. Why?
Maybe it wasn't piercing...it was...picking. Trying to find the flavor in something he never even wanted.
Pete, age 8 stared at the well-done flank and bristled.
"I don't like steak." He announced.
Hank, Pete's Dad, looked up from the morning newspaper, glances at the meat, pursed his lips. Grunted. Back to the paper.

Ester, Pete's mother, stood by the door to the extended back porch, staring out into the backyard. A water sprinkler working the grass. She gripped a Lucky Strike between her lips, thinking to herself.

"What's that, honey?"

"I said, I don't like steak." the force of Pete's conviction caused Ester to turn towards the defiant lad.
"Sure you do."
He picked more.
"No. I. Don't."
"Steak is good for you."
"I think you're thinking of Sarah."
Ester didn't respond to this, but took a long draw from the cigarette.
"Eat it anyway."
Pete rolled his eyes. Ester turned back to the yard. The garden was Ester's prize bull. Full of color and green. Shit as a heterosexual male, I couldn't begin to describe. Only that it was lush.

"I don't like steak"
Ester turned towards the voice. Pete, age 18 sits at the table, nudging the burnt meat on the plate.
Hank is buried in his newspaper. Older now. But grunts nonetheless.
"What's that?"
"I said, I don't like steak."
"Sure, you do. Steak is good for you."
"Maybe it's the way you cook it, Mom."
"How do I cook it?"
Pete shoots her a look. Are you serious?
"Eat it anyway. Then your Dad will take you to school."
Pete rolls his eyes.
Ester gazes out to the backyard. Proud of her begonias blooming. Or something like that.

"I don't like steak."
Ester turns towards the manly voice. Pete, now 30's, sits next to a woman, Kimberly, his wife. She smiles politely. Ester, unshaken, "Steak is your favorite."
Pete frowns "I'm pretty sure it was Sarah's favorite, Mom."
Ester smiles "Go ahead and enjoy it anyway." Kim pats Pete's hand "that's a beautiful garden growing, ma'am." Ester continues to stare off.

Kimberly was right, the garden was blooming. Colors bursts into the perfect green grass. Not a leaf in sight. Picturesque. Better Homes and Gardens would be jealous.

In the small distance, far end of the yard...a man in a black suit carries out a lawn chair. Then another. Then another. Then more. Eventually two rows of chairs are laid out. Other people dressed in black file in. Slowly they find a seat. Elderly, children, middle aged. Somber faces. A casket appears at the center. A podium. A blown up photo of Ester is placed onto an easel.

Pete, age 60, stands at the podium. He smiles to the small gathering. Nods to the casket. He leans into the microphone:
"Mom always made the best steak." 

Tragedy

Did you ever notice that the word "rage" is in this word?
I think if you live long enough, you experience a lot of tragedy. And rage. Either controlled or expressed, I think there does come a time when people are curious as to how they survived so long feeling that they've been left behind.
Long time entertainer Rose Marie passed away leaving an old friend named Peter Marshall to hold down the fort. He's in his 90's as well now. For those who read my blog, he is mentioned and held in high regard. Google him to see a list of accomplishments.

I was thinking of all the people I've met in my life. And realize how sheltered I am. My parents, while obviously flawed in some parenting, were for nearly perfect, in terms of guidance, care and love. As much as emotionally removed as my Mom was, I still sensed small things a caring person does without saying much. She'd wake up and watch my sisters and I go to the schoolbus. Parents are not obligated to do these things. Hell, my upbringing was so classic Norman Rockwell, I recall seeing my friend's Mom standing outside on her driveway, in her robe watching her kid off. This was really a thing back in 1984.
So, I'm sure I'm getting to a point in life where I appreciate it more and more. My sister really dotes on her daughter. Likes to spend quality time. Though I don't approve of the separation of my niece and her father. That's a longer story. I know as she grows up, she will see the nice things my sister did for her. And I wonder sometimes, as we grow old and leave this planet, how the young one considers us. Not that it effects the way we conduct life, but how they wonder as I do with my parents or my grandparents.

"Black Panther" Gets 100% on Rotten Tomatoes

Directed by Ryan Coogler and featuring a predominantly black cast including Michael B. Jordan, Lupita Nyong'o and Angela Bassett, "Black Panther" was hailed by the Daily Beast as "a love letter to every black person" and "a correction for years of diversity neglect" by Rolling Stone.

The Disney movie, opening worldwide next week, tells the story of T'Challa, the newly crowned king of the fictional, technologically advanced African nation Wakanda, who is challenged from factions within his own country.

The movie arrives after years of criticism about the under representation of actors and filmmakers of color in Hollywood, including the #OscarsSoWhite campaign that prompted the Academy of Motion Pictures to increase diversity in its predominantly while, male membership.

It got a rare 100 percent rating from review aggregator RottenTomatoes.com and analysts expect it to bring in some $150 million at the North American box office on its opening weekend.

The New York Times said the film "creates wonder with great flair and feeling" while having a story that "has far more going for it than branding."

Entertainment Weekly said the movie's "nuanced celebration of pride and identity and personal responsibility" was the movie's "own true superpower."

Hey asshole movie reviewers, this isn't a review...it's an agenda. And they are cramming their pure guilt into the reviews so deep down our throats they want us to taste the hair products used to straighten out kinky hair

"Black Panther" isn't going to be as great as reviewed. It's transparent of a few things...the media is afraid to be the critical voice of Disney. They hate Trump.

Even "Coco", my favorite movie of the last year didn't receive this accolade (probably since the Latin American agenda doesn't gather as much heat).

People often wonder, what does these types of culled reviews promote. Most people to watch it so they can shit on a reviewer. The other...they just want to follow whatever Marvel movie is out there. The advertisement touting it as the most anticipated movie of the year is...I guess it could be true. It IS on February (the shortest month). But it's trying to pass off something so...you almost want DC to make an all-Black movie and see what these reviewers do. Because right now, the public is so confused with the batch critic vote versus audience rating. Nothing more glaring than "The Last Jedi" gap between the fans and the critics.

Critics are people too. And, in this case, no one who has a media following wants to lose any constituents. This only invites a ton of backlash. Which I'm sure is to arrive under the banner of "if you didn't like it, you're racist." Similar to the one about "Wonder Woman" which is a passable movie (though corny as fuck).

I just hate Marvel because everything they make looks like a fucking video game. And the idiot I talk to this about at the gym doesn't see it. Fucking retarded public versus retarded press. 

Women Olympians Donate Brains To Science

Three Olympians will their brains to study concussion.
Um...what will we learn from cutting open a broad's noggin? That they're not funny and they're horrible drivers?
At the DMV recently, they automatically put me on an organ donor list. I was like "dudes, you assholes won't resucitate me if I am close to death because you want my goods" They shot me that look of "no one wants your shit, it's easier on paperwork." Harsh truth.
To be honest, women's brains are the least valuable on an Olympian. I would like their supple calves. Or butt. Or abs. Or...anything but their brain. One skirt was a bobsledder. The fuck are we gonna find out there? That her endorphin levels were like a crazy thrill seeker level?
I talked to my Black friend at work recently. His uncle rides motorcycles and tries to push him to ride. To which his response is simple and clear "Black folk have enough problems with dyin'"
Yep. Fling yourself down any icy flume, you're tempting the Devil to take your brain.

Taxes

I got into a conversation at work with a guy who has no problems claiming a lot of deductions on his taxes. He laughed when I told him I get around $1000 or less on my return.
I've been dinged before by the I.R.S. who tell me I can't write off my home office or certain things. It sucks when money is spent. BUT...they aren't those mustasche twirling monsters with a sharp stick and a sack you think they are.
We justify a lot of this by saying that...we pay fucking a ton of taxes on EVERYTHING. Food, utilities, phone, clothes, cars....you name it there is a tax. So a lot of Americans (that's legal) find loopholes. You think undocumented immigrants willingly pay their taxes. They're jacked like the rest of us UNTIL, April 15th. Yep, that's when the illegals don't file. And guess what folks...snitching on that gives you a percentage of their fines. Yep, something the I.R.S. doesn't tell you that if you are a whistleblower to tax evaders, you get what they can recover.
Not that I would ever snitch out my friends. It's not worth it to me.
But I finished my taxes, and feel a sense of weight lifted off me. A little bit of trepidation because we all wonder how much we can deduct. Fortunately, I have documentation of what I've said was a loss. So if you're readin' Mr. Taxman...fuuuuuuck you.
I mean, God Bless America!

End Of The Holiday Season

I always mark the Super Bowl as the finality to the holiday run. Which began in October with Hallowe'en. Whew.
Is it me, or does it feel like holidays are just getting longer and more spread out. Though at the same time running so fast. I've now reached a point where I understand I won't have time to do everything I want to. And that's rough. Especially since the more you do, the more has to be done.
And everything has to be done.
What I've now discoverd, when people tell me to "get more help" in my projects, is that my projects are a little too specific to just get any help. There are limitations, and to explain them requires time and energy and even then, most people don't want to deal with the logistics. Most people believe you have a camera and some lights and sound you're good to go. And technically, they aren't wrong. But a million things run through your mental state as well. Is the film going to look like this? I have to pull my own focus on an older 60's-70's lens. What time does the lab close? Should I push this expired film? How much extra am I going to be charged for going over on time? This set looks like shit. Wonder if everyone on the crew is happy, as they're working for nothing. And so forth.
Things people in front of the camera don't know about or don't care. It's not their job to care. It's mine. Though I'm always surprised how these anxiety riddled questions are articulated by my fellow filmmakers. Perhaps they don't care.
Having the experience does mean having more paranoia. If you sleep well at night before a film shoot, you're not doing it right. Or on meds. Though we aren't curing cancer, we are moving a world. And it 'aint easy, bub.
The other thing is hearing suggestions from people who've never made a film. "Just do this and this and this..." they casually toss out. That's easier said then done. To those people, I simply tell them to do those things and tell me how it works out for them. Truth? It won't. They'll find out they have zero idea what it means to do this and this and this.

Making movies isn't fun. The residual effect is amusing. But it's not fun. Now the question being...why the fuck am I even doing it? The answer...it's an ego boost. The greatest accomplishment you can provide for your fellow man is to tell them that we're not much different from one another. If it's a comedy, it's that we laugh at the same things. Or a drama, we get sad at the same things. Some of the movies I'm most interested in, are a commentary on how we're trying to figure ourselves out as a species. It's no mystery, a lot of us filmmakers make movies simply to explore our own dreams. Or fears. A lot of my filmmaking school chums let it go a while back because they consider it much more frivilous now compared to understanding their own families. Completely understood.
The casual viewer doesn't care either. Movies served as a function of getting out of their own duldrums. I think that's what entertainers are admired.
So moving forward.

Super Bowl Sunday Sunday Sunday

The NFL is about to become really irrelevant.
This Super Bowl is pretty lame. The drama is fine, but it's a team we've seen before versus a team whose fans are annoying as they are ugly.
 And I will be happy to jump over to the XFL.
Because you know a bunch of overpaid concussed knuckleheads are going to kneel for The Star Spangled Banner. The anthem for the country that pays a retarded ape to put on pads and knock into each other.
Little does the NFL know, they are going into the trash heap fast. Because if guys like me are done with them and their whines of social injustices as they were chosen to be the best of the best for playing a backyard game...and can't be humbled by the great country that provided it...fuck you. Not fuck us.
I'm glad a bunch of you have convictions to the inequities of race. That's fine. Hold a concert and see if people show up. I'm sure they would. It's not that big a deal. What the NFL couldn't say was that Colin Kaepernick's career was on the downslide and he desperately grasp to this as his last efforts to remain relevant. Wrong. And I'm ultimately surprised no other player has come out in calling him out. Why? Because...that league is self-policed fascist. Everyone is afraid. Afraid of lawsuits and being cut. Much like Hollywood, you are at the mercy of the majority. You HAVE to rely on peoples' approval. Otherwise what? The chase for fame and fortune comes with that price. That you can't tell Kaep (I'm not spelling this fucking name out anymore) to shut his fucking unskilled mouth and be grateful. Grateful he isn't a slave because White folk fought and freed "his people." Black folk died for him to feel grateful of the same country. A country, by all freedoms still doesn't hold him here. That he is free to go. I'm more admonishing the league for NOT calling him an entitled whiny bitch. That he put himself in the spotlight when all they've ever said is one player doesn't the team make. And guess what you assholes said? One player equals the league. Fucking asshats. I'm done. Not only because my own team sucks a fat dick and glad to shed them. I'll gladly move over to the XFL. I shed a bad habit like drinking, now to shed the kidney stone known as the NFL.

Why I Hate Movie Award Shows

It's no longer about movies you can watch over and over again. It's about what did the other guy vote for.
"Time's up" ought to be about how this town boned themselves royally. The movies that this town drool over are not second viewing movies. Which is why believe "Unforgiven" may be the last Best Picture movie worth re-visiting. I mean "Spotlight" or "Moonlight" Give me a fucking break. I loved "The Florida Project"...can't ever go back down that road. I LOVED "Phantom Thread" I don't think our society would tolerate it in the year 3018. In the past, most had voted for movies that could define America at the time. Another argument as to why maybe we don't need award shows anymore. It's not like it boosts tickets sales anymore. Most people do their research. And the ones that don't don't want to see movies with substance. But therein lies the true problem. Movies no longer have substance. It can't reflect or comment on society without it being too ham-fisted or corny. You think this era cinema rewarded REAL stories? Forget it. We're horrific storytellers nowadays because we need to inject a message. Fuck that.
Maybe it's that the agendas are poorly hidden now. That we aren't even trying with the Trump hate or the anti-military. Or anti-gun. Which is why a movie like "Get Out" seems to be the best choice out of the rest. It has that old school oddball movie that use to get an opportunity to win. Like how I would imagine "Harold & Maude." Or celebrated directors like Stanley Kubrick. Just...you can see a little magic in their work. And skates the line of gimmick. It's the closest we're going to get when we rewarded a truly original (yet feels familiar) movie.
But alas, I doubt the voters here will do the right thing. The Oscar voters are full retard. Unable to budge from their mob mentality despite movies they most likely haven't seen, if only because their other Leftist friends convinced them to vote as such. "Ladybird" is unwatchable stupid idiotic garbage. But most sad sack Hollywood-ites LOVE to read the diary of a pathetic teen.
That's where we stand now. That's why I hate the new machine.

Natalie Wood's Death Re-Investigated

They've listed Natalie Wood's death as suspcious now. Aren't you also wondering "why now?"

Robert Wagner is guilty alright.

I know he did it. Or at least, did nothing. And that's fine. But he was also blizted drunk and most likely peeved at Natalie for something.
Doing nothing apparently is as bad as doing something. Though I'd say...meh...if she's drunk fell over and drowned while you were standing there...that sucks. A couple of kids last year got busted for watching a homeless man killing himself in a lake. And filmed it.
I'm just wondering why Wagner can't be up front now. Most have speculated he was gay'ing out with Christopher Walken. You know those actor types.
I've read Natalie Wood's book. It doesn't seem like she was all that happy though. Rough life with a stage mother. Maybe...she faked her own death and is actually living peacefully in Europe or something.
There aren't any autopsy photos which you would think there'd be tons. Even this being the internet, you'd think you'd at least see a bad Photoshop.

Emotional Support Animals

Some idiot brought on their peacock on a plane because it was their emotional support animal.
We all knew it was about to go here.
Most Americans used this system to be able to bring their pets on trips for free. That gravy train is over. Quite frankly, how did it take THIS fucking long.
Here's an idea for you pussies, get a stuffed animal. And truly look like the piece of shit pussy you are. People who need pets to make them feel more emotionally comfortable DO NOT NEED TO BE in public nor do they need to be in confined spaces with anyone. Take the fucking bus or drive. There you have all the emotional bullshit you want. The issue is that people are full of shit and bucked the system that alowed it. Everywhere. It's fucking pathetic how we catered to it. Dogs in restaurants?! Really. When Burbank, California banned smoking...anywhere. Yes, a dog's ass is where your plate of hash is sitting.

So for you emotionally fucked up people who need a pet to travel with...fuck off. Idiots.

Michelle Obama And Hilary Clinton

I don't remember if the press or media ever gave much attention after the fact to the women before these two. Such as Barbara Bush or Laura Bush or...?
Seems to me they're most likely not cool enough. Or feed the media properly. Like push their deviant agendas
Michelle Obama was invited to Ellen DeGeneres's show to celebrate her birthday.
The only cool show a Republican could get a birthday party on, probably isn't one you watch during hte mid-day. Which is the indoctrination of the Left. I resent it because it a form of bullyism that they hypocritically blast daily. Yes...they are bullying the Right. Which, if you want to get into their logic, they'll most likely excuse it with "they did it first." To be honest, the Right aren't all that much fun. You think Pence's wife is...hip? Fuck no. Michelle could probably do a mean Beyonce medley. That's entertainment folks. Back in the day, Conservative dudes ran a lot of the show. Johnny Carson had all the older tough guys on. Let's say they were a ton more moderate. Today, the media/entertainment shovels Leftist views on society. Because they can. Which is not terrible, but it goes against their own argument that propanganda wins the war. So you're fighting fire with fire.
The Right are stodgy old boring people. Boring in the sense that they can't enjoy a joke unless racism is involved. Or they tell Dad jokes. Most of them are really clueless when it comes to humor. So I get why you want to keep them away. In entertainment...they use to be low-key. MANY Conservatives did so in hiding, because they would be blacklisted. Though, ironic, that entertainers today feel they are constantly blacklisted for nothing. Seems the bosom of Hollywood (at least use to) welcome their eccentricities.

 It's weird seeing these two constantly pop up. Makes an argument that the media does favor the Left. Which is fine. I guess we're not trying to hide that anymore. I'm just always shocked when they show outrage when Trump or his cronies call them out on it, and they feign ignorance.

Rick Springfield

This guy most likely got more tail than a toilet seat at a Taco Bell, but lately he's been annoyingly coy about the real Jessie's girl. He's been doing this for decades. I'm not entirely sure anyone really cares anymore.
I'm sure she's some housewife somewhere, fat and complete unaware she is that person. OR she's dead of AIDS or got into porn and doesn't want to reveal the truth.
Probably the most likely answer?
It's the story that Rick can live with.
In other words, if he ever told you who that girl was, he'd kill himself because he'd be irrelevant.
The one-hit wonder (arguably) is...well, he was the David Cassidy of sorts. Dreamy rocker who just pined for this girl who was with some other guy. Boy, does that hit home. Every guy identifies with that. To be completely drowned out by heavy cocaine and drinking. Every woman wanted to be Jessie's girl if only to...see that Rick was waiting for her to wise up.
And that's where it stands today. Just another nostalgic tune that makes middle aged women wet.
I guess it did have a purpose afterall.

Nashville Mayor Megan Barry

...a filthy Democrat...just kidding friends...

Nashville Mayor Megan Barry said she plans to continue serving in office after revealing that she had an extramarital affair with the former head of her security detail.
Standing alone in front of TV cameras as she explained herself to reporters for about 15 minutes Wednesday night, Barry apologized, saying she's embarrassed, sad and sorry for all the pain she has caused.
The mayor also said in a news release that she accepts full responsibility for the pain she caused her family and the family of Sgt. Robert Forrest, her former security chief. She apologized to her husband, Bruce, who she said remains committed to their marriage.

First off cuckhold Bruce, or CB for short, it's cool if you're down with swingin'. Why not just admit that. Your wife was areadly fucking her employee. What difference does it make now.
Secondly, I don't give a flying fuck who she fucks. Why? Side piece is a'ight. I care that she's a fucking hypocrite in a party where they don't give a fuck if you're a scumcunt.
Her son also died of an opioid overdose. Seriously folks, this dummy is living the Nashville country song of all songs. Just hide the dog.
So why the apology? No one cares. Except, pay the people back for dragging your security head with you on all these trips so he could bang you. That's a move in the right direction of truly being sorry.
By the way, is the name "mayor" and "Barry" always gonna make news...'member Marion?