I am here to amuse you
Well, the PC situation at the Hovel is still not completely resolved and my patience is tapped but I am still driven to howl at the virtual moon and the world is spinning rapidly, so here’s something.
Read the following if you haven’t already, there will be a quiz on this material and other global events next week.
SEK writes about Don Draper as Emma Bovary. I should send him riverdaughter’s Peer Gynt analysis and I probably will, if I can find it.
And Amanda one more time, I’m developing Big Luv for her, as she writes about the Patriarchy as illuminated through HBO’s Mormons in “Big Love”.
PS– I’m sorry The Hirsute Hammer and the fetching January Jones did not win some trophy or whatever, but their characters are just not sociopathic enough to win an “Drama Award”. Kill someone already, dogdamnit. Isolation and introspection are only rewarded if they result in bodies that need dismembering. Walter White dissolves his problems in the bath tub with acid; Dexter exsanguinates. Dick Whitman drops his Zippo; Betty takes a plane ride. !?? For January to win some drama hardware she needs to channel Russ Meyer, steal a car and tear-ass through the desert. The Weiner-god needs to ramp up the mayhem and blood-soaked chaos in order for its actors to be appropriately loved by the entertainment voters.
It’s very similar to way the American political system works, when you stop and think about it.