How Bout Decency?

The #1 TV show on Netflix last week was Baby Reindeer, an excellent seven-part limited series about a struggling comedian/bar worker and his middle-aged female stalker.  Adapted by comic performer Richard Gadd from his one-man play, it is based on a true account of events, many of which happened to him.

There are a lot of ways to describe each of the half-hour episodes of this riveting story and, knowing I’d be recommending it to friends, students and readers, I’ve struggled in how exactly to describe it.

What are you baby reindeer?

It’s funny but it also deals with trauma, mental health and sexual abuse.  So my plan to simply call it a dramedy felt a bit like a cop out. 

Wikipedia refers to it as a black comedy drama-thriller miniseries but, well, isn’t almost everything on TV that’s not Young Sheldon?

Calm down, Shelly.

Netflix wisely doesn’t put it into any category except #1, which at the end of the day is what almost every distributor, network, studio, streamer or executive of any kind cares about anyway.

Apropos of this and more, I just read that as he fired many creative and business people under him, and gutted many of his company’s most beloved divisions (Note: TCM, anyone?), Warner Bros/Discovery president and CEO David (The Zazz) Zaslav saw his yearly salary rise 26.5% in 2023 to $49.7 million (Note: All that for elongating the writer and actor’s strike in order to punish content creators for ….something, and renaming HBO to the somehow slightly sleazy-sounding MAX).

UGH!

And on the agency side, Endeavor CEO Ari Emanuel’s 2023 pay package was $83.9 million, including salary, stock and bonuses, with a lot of it coming from his role as CEO of Endeavor-controlled WWE (Worldwide Wresting Entertainment) and UFC (Ultimate Fighting Championship). 

Nevertheless, when you make four times what you made the previous year, in most corners these days it’s counted as a win-win-win-win. Who cares that longtime WWE founder/leader, as well as Trump bestie, Vince MacMahon, finally resigned only a mere few months ago while under criminal investigation for longtime sexual abuse and trafficking charges?  A buck’s, a buck.

UGHHHHHHHHHH

But I digress.

Though perhaps not.

Because all this got me thinking once more about the obscene amounts of money to be made from just about anything, or any type of behavior, in fiction or in real life, whether it be categorized as great, awful or, well, something in between.

So much money

There used to be a sort of universal definition for all kinds obscene behaviors (Note: Or wins, as some of these behaviors are now considered) in financial and personal interactions.  This is not to say there were always immediate consequences or that we could always define what obscene, or synonyms like abhorrent, truly were when accepted by people or in behavior.

Yet as US Supreme Court Justice Potter Stewart famously stated in a 1964 ruling about the definition of pornography, and by extension obscenity, in a famous case where he wound up declaring Louis Malle’s 1958 film The Lovers, was, indeed, NOT the latter:

I know it when I see it.

… and that’s that

Still, audio this week from the five male conservative SCOTUS justices indicates they think a US President (Note: Donald Trump) might be immune from criminal prosecution for trying to pressure and cajole legislators and election officials, as well as cheat and otherwise try to undo his 2020 election loss.

Obscene?  Abhorrent?  Or just plain reasonable behavior?  What say all of YOU?

And then imagine what the line of agreement will be between “those guys” and the other three liberal, and one only “strangely conservative,” FEMALE SCOTUS justices over what kind of behaviors, actions or even thoughts constitute PORNOGRAPHIC or OBSCENE???

The mind boggles. 

Like my new hair??

And apologies for planting those images in your mind.

But this all somehow leads to the single intersection I had this week of HOPE with that dark, and ever darkening, side:

-Those themes of violence and abuse etched amid the jokes and humanity in Baby Reindeer.

-That gross imbalance of paydays certain top industry CEOs received last year while actors, writers, and below-the-line crews in IATSE, the people who create their content, the gas fueling their gargantuan paychecks, were left no alternative but to strike for many months or endure endless, arm-twisting renegotiations for even a vaguely fair deal.

-The unapologetic, very partisan and very extreme conservative agenda of every male member of the US Supreme Court as they brazenly rule to take away women’s rights over their own bodies and now attempt to bend long held common sense legal norms in order to excuse the bad and often heinous behavior of one of their politically like-minded, presidential-level BROS, and future BROS.

… help

And no, that intersection of HOPE won’t be ushering in the return of Barack Obama to the White House in some fantasy presidential draft, much as you might be hoping for that.

Oddly, it was the comments made by SNL’s Colin Jost in his comic roast of journalists, current events, Trump and, yes, President Joe Biden, at this weekend’s annual Washington Correspondent’s Dinner that brought HOPE home for me.  A dinner that for 100 plus years has given scholarships to young, aspiring reporters and awards for outstanding  journalism in the country during the past year.

Out from behind the desk

After a bunch of very pithy, and even some flat-footed lines and jabs on presidential politics, this year’s candidates for POTUS, the reporting of news and the slow unraveling of the American social fabric that used to bind red and blue America together, Jost concluded his remarks with a touching and telling story about his recently deceased firefighter grandfather.

He noted his family hails from the predominantly Republican N.Y.C. borough of Staten Island, where “70% were for Trump” in the last election. Yet he said that the last time his 90 plus year-old grandfather voted, he told him he cast his ballot for Biden.

Get your tissues ready

At which point he turned directly from the center stage podium to Pres. Biden on the dais and said:

He voted for you in the last election he ever voted in.  He voted for you, and the reason he voted for you is that you’re a decent man. 

My grandpa voted for decency and decency is why we’re all here tonight. Decency is how we’re able to be here tonight. 

Decency is how we’re able to make jokes about each other and one of us doesn’t go to prison after….

 …And when you look at the levels of freedom throughout history and even around the world today, this  is the exception  This freedom is incredibly rare.  And the journalists in this room help protect that freedom and we cannot ever take that for granted. 

I’m not much for moralizing but it made me wonder if it’s true decency that we crave. 

Is this the lawn sign we need?

Not decency dictated by the resurrected rules of an obscure, 1864 anti-abortion law in Arizona, but 21st century decency that takes into account the beliefs of the majority of Americans living here today.  This includes not only freedom of speech but freedom of the press.

Here are some actual words, names and adjectives Trump publicly used when he was president, and in the years since, to describe reporters and other members of the media:

Truly sick people, fake news, enemy of the people, totally corrupt, an evil propaganda machine, total losers, out of control, dishonest, crooked, deranged, pure evil, scum of the earth, lying and disgusting.

how did we tolerate this??

Not to mention the public mocking imitation of one disabled reporter, the chants of lock ‘em up and threats to take away broadcast licenses and change the libel laws in order to prosecute newspapers and radio/TV outlets for printing or reporting stories one (or HE) disagrees with.

It makes you think about constitutes true decency and more than hints at what is truly indecent in 2024.

Elvis Costello & The Attractions – “(What’s So Funny ‘Bout) Peace, Love and Understanding”

Holiday Confidence

It would be so nice just to talk about movies.  

We’ll get to that and a lot more next week.  

But okay, if you must know, I’ve seen about two thirds of the most highly touted films of 2023 and so far my top two are Maestro and Oppenheimer. 

I do not care about the nose (and neither should you)

This leaves out a bunch of non-English language films I hear are great but are not yet available, or I couldn’t get to in the maybe one theatre they are playing in.

What is playing 24/7 in my house via TV, newspapers and way too much scrolling, is the potential end of democracy in a year or so if The King of Queens becomes POTUS again.

Yeah, he can have that title.  

The former, not the latter.

I think Kevin James might have an issue with that

As I’ve written previously, I’m convinced the one whose name few Republican presidential candidates dare to speak out loud, will get nowhere near the Oval Office again. 

Still, it’s become more than a part-time job convincing many of my worrywart friends who keep checking in and asking me if I am still sure.

Sing it, sister

Yes, I’m sure as I can be about anything.  Though if you’d asked me last year at this time if we’d need a new roof on our house in less than 12 months I would’ve bet against it.  

And lost.

Ouch.

(Note:  Oh relax and don’t take that as anything more than the snide remark I intended it to be).

We know what to expect from you Chairy

The point is The King of Queens lost to Pres. Biden by well over 7 million votes in 2020 and will lose by even more next year if his party is dumb enough to give Mr. Too-Many-Multiple-Indictments-To-Count another shot as its nominee.  

Three years after he LOST and Joe Biden WON the economy is defying all expectations – unemployment is low and prices are down at the gas pump and at the supermarket. (Note: Check the cost of fuel and eggs compared to all the doomsayer logic six months ago). 

I promise we are not in the Twilight Zone

Then look at the stock market in the last few weeks and compare it to when Kingy (Note: Or Queeny) left office.  And then remember where we were in the COVID pandemic late in 2020, thanks to Multi-Indict-y’s head-in-the-sand illogic of hiding the real truth from us, vs. where we are now.

And then, most importantly, remember this —

If you think the overwhelming number of women in this country are going to sit still and once again let us elect the understudy lead in next year’s summer stock touring production of Mein Kampf: The Musical as POTUS you are dead wrong.

Tina and Amy know

The vast majority of American women don’t want to check in with a bunch of old white men who don’t have medical degrees, especially that one, on whether or not to have a child. 

Nor should they.

My feeling on this is simple:  Possession is nine-tenths of the law.

Or, as we used to say  back in the late sixties and early seventies:

My Body, My Choice.

Amen!

By the way, we men, and those who identify as non-binary or anything else, should be right by their side.  Yet I’ve had enough of a cross-section of female friends over the decades to state without hesitation that even if enough of us don’t join them they are still — 

NOT.  HAVING.  IT. 

You can count on that, and not two honest Black female poll workers, as the reason for every single seemingly missing vote for a Republican running for election in 2024.  

Including Les King of Queens.

Sure is.

Is the middle east war, the Ukraine war and the fight over American immigration a mess?  Sure.  

But do you believe the bulk of us, an Electoral College majority, think it would be better to go backwards in time to Adolph Drumpf?

Nein.

Americans historically DO NOT like to go backwards and re-elect people they threw out in the first place. 

But, um, isn’t this different?  I mean, we’re letting in vermin and our American bloodline is being poisoned, right?

Hanks said it, not me

It sounds like an argument the dirty, old, unbathed men playing checkers in the public park in Queens near where I grew up used to make.

Just because you scream louder than everyone else as you feed a few appreciative dumb birds junk food doesn’t mean the rest of the flock won’t shit on your head for being an obnoxious human ass hat.  

Well ok then

And just because you cheat at checkers when your opponent’s back is turned and announce you’re the winner doesn’t mean you will be awarded the big trophy.

People, not to mention birds, are watching.

It’s survival of the fittest AND the smartest in our animal kingdom – that is unless the majority of us animals are too scared, frozen or busy to fight one tired, old and very bloated bird one last time.

Demi Lovato – “Confident”