Saturday, October 11, 2008

Scarlett Knows Best

My status as a budding political pundit is doomed to be short lived because I can't stand to listen to all these people saying the same shit over and over and over again. I'm not saying that no one knows what s/he is talking about because plenty of people are very well informed and justifiably outraged.

I maintain, however, that when it comes to presidential campaigning, the details may be different today but the main ideas are the same as they ever were. Republicans say Democrats will Tax and Spend; Democrats say Republicans only care about Rich People. The rhetoric about Iraq is Vietnam all over again too.

This Saturday morning, Velvet is eating Oreos and watching a repeat of Real Time with Bill Maher. All the argufying is giving me as much of a headache as any round table shouting match on CNN.

I also maintain that too much in this world happens behind closed doors for anyone on TV to actually know the real story. Charlie Wilson's War is an example of how the real story doesn't come to light for years - if ever.

Now that Bill Maher has sent the panel away, his monologue is pretty funny. Velvet has only been able to watch it since sprung for HBO a couple of weeks ago. I cut off HBO when Velvet was in about fifth grade because I couldn't watch The Sopranos while Velvet was awake, and since Velvet has always stayed up late - unless dosed with Melatonin - I was too sleepy to watch The Sopranos when I could finally watch the show. This must have been before TiVo and HBO on Demand. I never liked The Sopranos well enough to get the disc from Netflix. Six Feet Under, maybe. Now, of course, we have HBO because of True Blood which means Velvet can look at Bill Maher.

Even with good jokes, however, this political stuff is getting old and tiresome. I enjoyed the picture msn.com displayed briefly last night of a very pissed off Sarah Palin when the news came out that the Alaska legislature concluded that Gov. Palin did abuse her power when she tried to pressure some guy into firing her brother-in-law the state trooper. The troopergate story itself, though, is going to deteriorate predictably into the same old shit.

We're going to have to have a moratorium on political shows here at Menopausal Stoners Headquarters on Central Park West.

Scarlett O'Hara understood this feeling perfectly. Here's a bit of dialogue from Gone with the Wind. Simply change the topic and you'll know how I feel:


Scarlett: Fiddle-dee-dee.
War, war, war; this war talk's spoiling all the fun at every party this spring.
I get so bored I could scream. Besides... there isn't going to be any war.
Brent Tarleton: Not going to be any war?
Stuart Tarleton: Why, honey, of course there's gonna be a war.
Scarlett: If either of you boys says "war" just once again, I'll go in the house and slam the door.

5 comments:

Kitty said...

I'll be glad when the election is over - then my favourite American bloggers can talk about something else ;-) x

Gail said...

Hi Trish-

I love the Scarlett O'Hara movie lines - perfect. :-)

And your amazing stylish flare of presenting the reality with truth and humor and some 'snarky' (to use your word), well, requires much intellect.

And I agree w/Kitty - I too will be glad when the election is over for many reasons.

Gail
peace.....

P. E. Nolan said...

Scarlett may have been dead wrong about there not being any War, but when it came back to kick her in the ass, she dealt with it. If I got to be someone in that movie, I'd want to be Belle Watley. She was another practical female who took lemons and made them into lemonade, but she was infinitely more fun than Scarlett.

dissed said...

I can't carry on a conversation with my mother until after the election. Long after, because we both tend to gloat. But we can think about that tomorrow.

Belle Watley deserved her own book.

Comrade Kevin said...

She ain't never gonna be no eighteen-and-half inches again, Miss Scarlett!

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