It’s high time we discussed this.
Archive for March, 2008
Seriously, does anyone really give a shit what happens on Lost anymore? Tonight’s episode was better than the rest of the season, but the whole thing is so nonsensical and so lacking in verisimilitude that it boggles the mind. In fact, I’m mad at myself for still watching.
There are two things it reminds me of:
1. My sister Ann used to love to write down her dreams, and then spend 10 minutes detailing every non-sequitur-filled twist and turn. It was so boring, because, as I wanted to tell her at the time, “the only people who care about your dream is you.”
2. Did you ever have a friend or acquaintance who would play that game where they would offer you something, and just as your hand would near that item (say, some candy) they would pull it away and laugh? Then they’d offer it to you again, only to take it away again? And then again? And then they get all serious, like they’ve had their fun, and they say, “sorry man, here it is,” and they offer it to you and then the TAKE IT AWAY AGAIN?
That’s what Lost is to me. Every week.
And the sad thing is that it’s so obvious that there is no THERE THERE. If they had written the story all at once, I could believe that there was some grand design to all of it. But I understand that these guys are writing it as they go. So they just keep making shit up. Adding twists and turns. Generating elaborate but ultimately irrelevant back stories on which they dwell for way too long.
Did you ever see the movie Zoolander, and at the end, Mugatu is screaming that Derek Zoolander’s ‘looks’ are all the same?
Who cares about
Derek Zoolander anyway?The man has only one look,
for Christ’s sake!Blue Steel, Ferrari, Le Tigre?
They’re the same face!
Doesn’t anyone notice this?
I feel like I’m taking crazy pills!
That’s how I feel about Lost.
I’ve been planning an extension to the Paul Feng brand – colognes. I have a three part series, kind of like how Calvin Klein had Obsession, and Eternity, etc.
Here are mine:
- Paul Feng’s Temerity
- Paul Feng’s Inexorable
- Paul Feng’s Interminable
Look for them in fine stores soon!
Somehow, because I’ve been embroiled in work for the past week, I totally missed the whole flareup over Geraldine Ferraro’s objectionable comments about Barack Obama’s race.
Here’s what she said:
If Obama was a white man, he would not be in this position. And if he was a woman of any color, he would not be in this position. He happens to be very lucky to be who he is. And the country is caught up in the concept.
Of course Hillary Clinton, who lives in a glass house in this regard, called the comment ‘regrettable’ and then allowed Ferraro to blather on for a week, all while claiming that, “Look, we know that we don’t control what is said by everybody who supports us.” That is a real quote from Hillary Clinton.
I call bullshit. First of all, Ferraro was on her finance committee. Secondly, Ferraro wouldn’t shut up for a week, and went on FOX to keep talking. In this era of reacting within a single news cycle, there is no way that someone associated with the Clinton campaign talks for that long, so visibly, on such a controversial topic, without the approval of the campaign.
And that’s what is so disturbing. It doesn’t take a rocket scientist to divine the message – Barack Obama is black, and he’s an affirmative action case who is really unqualified for the position. It’s an insulting position to take and it’s also cynical in the extreme. It plays to our worst tendencies as a people and divides us as a nation. And oh, it’s something the Republicans would do. Her too-little-too-late repudiation of Ferraro is just fucking lame.
Ferraro, for her part, has resigned, but she is shocked (SHOCKED!) that anyone would consider her a racist. But who cares about Ferraro? She’s a nobody. It’s Clinton that I care about, and I for one, am done with her and her quasi-racist, unethical and frankly incompetent campaign. As a lifelong Democrat, and two time Bill Clinton supporter, I am swearing off all Clintons forever. I won’t vote for McCain, but I won’t vote for Hillary either. Or Chelsea. They’re all dead to me.
Oh, and check out this video of Keith Olbermann’s response: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aWAhITmoOlM
Check out this note that my niece Audrey wrote to her mom, my sister. It was packaged with another note that started out, “for my sweet mommy.” You can see this and other exploits of the Simon family at their blog.