I suppose we'll find out by the end of the week - or whenever the Senate Judiciary Committee decides to vote - whether or not all the garbage young Brett Kavanaugh dumped onto his high school yearbook page will make any difference in whether or not he is chosen to be a Supreme Court justice. Still, there's no arguing that Brett Kavanaugh would be in a better spot today if 36 years ago he'd left "Keg City Club (Treasurer)," "100 Kegs or Bust," "FFFFF," "Renate Almnius," "Devil's Triangle," "Boofed," and "Beach Week Ralph Club - Biggest Contributor" off the page.
By his own admission he was a super-smart, super-high achieving student at Georgetown Prep, the most elite of elite college preparatory schools: He was the Yale-bound class valedictorian, captain of the basketball team, organizer of everything. And yet apparently young Brett Kavanaugh wasn't as smart as he thought he was. But then at 17 years old, who is? Kavanaugh was an only child born into privilege who'd breezed though his adolescence with the knowledge and confidence that he was among the best and brightest, a leader among his peers, most popular, most envied, most entitled, and most exempt from any consequences of his behavior. How could he possibly have known any better than to post those admissions of excessive under-aged drinking and those nasty - and in the case of Renate, cruel - sexual references next to his picture? Which begs the next question: Why was there no adult in the picture to keep that chronicle of bad teen-aged male behavior from being published for the present and future world to see? Was there no yearbook faculty advisor checking the content of the book before it went to press? Was the teaching staff at this most prestigious of Catholic educational institutions oblivious to the fact that even smart Catholic boys need adult guidance? Or were the Jesuits who taught at Georgetown Prep so wowed - or even intimidated - by the brains, ability, popularity and family influence of the likes of Brett Kavanaugh that they wouldn't dare restrain such a golden boy from writing anything he wanted to in his yearbook? In any case, if 36 years ago there had been a supervisory adult to keep Brett Kavanaugh from posting those words in his yearbook then he wouldn't have to be lying under oath about their meaning today.
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Last week Tom and I saw the movie "The Happytime Murders,"
...though the humans in the cast included Melissa McCarthy as a police detective named Connie Edwards who'd been Phil's partner before he was kicked off the force;
...Elizabeth Banks as Jennie, Phil's stripper ex-girlfriend;
The plot centers around the suspicion of a serial murderer on the loose who may be targeting the puppet actors from an old TV show called "Happytime." The story portrays the muppets as having the same psychological make-up as their human counterparts, including a predisposition for illicit sex, ...drugs; though for muppets the substance of choice is crystal sugar snorted through a cherry Twizzler, …and shooting each other. Thankfully, the muppets are filled with fluff instead of human innards, because with all the muppocide it was a pretty fluffy movie. Now, I knew before I saw the movie that it had gotten pretty stank reviews. The Hollywood Review called "The Happytime Murders" "coarse, crude, and vulgar." Vanity Fair called it "A total disaster with puppets...maybe the worst movie of the year...a waste of time and felt." Rolling Stone went a step further and called it a contender for the worst movie of the decade and promised that anyone who bought a ticket was in for two hours of hell.
Actually the movie sounded pretty funny to me. But after having seen "The Happytime Murders" I'm not sure I'd describe it as funny; hilarious is more like it. Tom and I laughed from start to finish. In fact I kind of want to see it again. Still, it appears that most folks who've seen "The Happytime Murders" have found it irredeemably dreadful, and I think I can understand why.
…whose characters the “Happytime” characters greatly resemble their creator being Brian Henson, son of the late Jim Henson, the creator of the muppets of "Sesame Street" and The Muppets franchise. As for me, I don’t really have any particular emotional bond with muppets, as my children didn’t grow up with “Sesame Street;” my children grew up without television; we did not purchase a television until my oldest daughter was in high school. Still, I can imagine that for those with fond childhood or parenthood memories of “Sesame Street” it must be unbearable watching their beloved muppets behaving like humans. Reference:
https://www.vanityfair.com/hollywood/2018/08/the-happytime-murders-review https://www.rollingstone.com/movies/movie-reviews/happytime-murders-movie-review-melissa-mccarthy-713004/ https://www.hollywoodreporter.com/review/happytime-murders-review-1136680 |
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