Make America Super Again

In a 2025 world ruled by so many morally repugnant men, especially in America, it seems exactly the right time to release a new Superman movie.

And yes, the morally repugnant part is just my opinion. 

Tell em Pedro

Though if you’re following the real-time Game of Thrones battle over the release of The Epstein Files, one that will hopefully NOT spill into multiple seasons and give us a similarly unsatisfying finale, you’d be hard-pressed to disagree with me.

I mean, as much as I’m no athlete, I have heard more than my share of pathetic “locker room” talk in my life and, trust me, you’re getting some of the sniggering, lying best I’ve ever heard, albeit mostly cleansed of curse words for a mainstream audience.

Oh it’s peaking

As the MAGAverse explodes with outrage and/or gentle support for the White House to release, never release, or partially release, the sealed grand jury evidence and testimony related to one of the most heinous child molesters the world has ever known, the country remains caught in the grip of all of this abusive behavior.

In turn we are left asking ourselves variations of the same requisite questions:

Is there a way out of this, are we trapped forever in this cycle, will the laws protect us and is there anyone who will believe the real truth?

Someone find Mulder and Scully #90sreference

But while we bathe in the metaphors of it all and what it means for U.S. politics, what’s seldom talked about are the dozens of underage female victims who passed through Jeffrey Epstein’s private island of illegal degradation.

Sadly, it seems logical that the more we battle it out in the public media square, the more each of these women get jabs and cuts of the traumas that I can only hope they’re trying to not let forever define them.

Again, my mere opinion, but certainly not an unusual leap.

Thanks Kermit

The iconic Trump dance movies next to Epstein in sweaty 1980s party videos, the supposed Trump birthday card with clandestine “secrets” he and his friend shared about that “good life,” descriptions of an enclosed black marker drawing eerily similar in style to numerous such doodles our current POTUS has made for decades, the grand denials and grand lawsuit and grand anger of a man seemingly being hoisted on his own petard.

And yes, I’ve waited a LIFETIME to use the term hoisted on his own petard (Note: Mostly because I didn’t know till just now what a petard actually is) only to find this is the one time there is no other way to describe the, ahem, president’s current situation.

Still, he’s surprised us before with, as MSNBC’s Nicole Wallace often refers to, his reptilian survival instincts, so I can’t claim to know what the endgame of all of this will be. 

Same skin tone

But I am sure that a $10 billion dollar lawsuit against The Wall Street Journal and Rupert Murdoch for publishing his Epstein birthday greeting is just the appetizer course of a very full meal we are all about to be served.

Though just how much of it we will all ultimately decide to collectively swallow is anyone’s guess.

Which brings us back to my basic question of this week:

What in the hell does make a truly SUPER MAN these days? 

Someone with a super DOG!

Well, in Superman (2025) writer-director James Gunn offers us one very simple yet profound definition that I humbly agree with – doing good in the world.

Generally speaking, and avoiding specific spoilers, this latest entry into the superhero sweepstakes of moviemaking is a welcome throwback to an imagined kind of a simpler America when the real measure of masculinity was actually trying to HELP people rather than HURT them. 

When power was used NOT to better oneself with RICHES but to live a life of service to one’s family, friends and neighbors.  (Note: Dare I say country?  Yikes, I did!).

One boot at a time!

Where screwing up or failing wasn’t the true measure of your public worth but your ability to get back up, make amends, and try again to make a difference in some other way was the real definition of success.

If this sounds more like the corny, metaphorical idea of something that never really existed in reality, well, perhaps it is.  But it is also,  more than anything, the myth that truly Made America Great, in the minds of so many across the world, and occasionally even here.

Make America Super Again

It’s also why I’d personally recommend the new Superman to everyone.

Sure, it’s vaguely formulaic and a bit bloated in the middle (Note: Which of us isn’t, these days?).

But it’s also:

  1. Funny
  2. Has three really good actors playing Superman (David Corenswet), Lois Lane (Rachel Brosnahan) and Lex Luthor (Nicholas Hoult), as well as a host of others in supporting roles
Including the aptly named Mr. Terrific!

And….

  • Features a really, really, REALLY cute and adorable HANDFUL of a dog.
We love you Krypto!

I don’t know about you, but it truly says something to me when a man likes a dog, especially when that dog is far from perfect.  Not to mention, who can resist a pooch who is forever devoted to a man who is far from perfect but, nevertheless, TRIES to do his best.

As far as I know there is only one real person I’ve named in this post who very famously doesn’t like dogs.

And he’s not in Superman (2025).

Just sayin’….

ABBA – “Super Trouper” – ABBA

Our Dark Passenger

I’ve always had a thing for Dexter

It’s not because I like stories about serial killers, who as it turns out are rarer in real life than a kind word  from Trump chief of staff Stephen Miller. 

But we’ll get to him later.

Do we have tooooo???

See, Dexter is a guy who only kills other killers.  Or abusers.  People considered by normal society to be the “worst of the worst.”

Needless to say, the society we live in now is anything but normal. 

So, when you think of it, what better time for him to come back?  He’s a welcome antidote, nee solution, to some of the worst situations and people in the news.

If only he and say, Law and Order SVU’s Olivia Benson were real.  Imagine all the problems they could solve. 

Get em Liv!

Not to mention, Dexter always cleans up after himself.

Meticulously.

This week the fourth iteration in the Dexter universe, Dexter: Resurrection, dropped on Paramount+.  It’s highly watchable and Michael C. Hall hasn’t lost any of the charismatic creepiness that put the character  in the pantheon of iconic TV anti-heroes.

He’s baaaack

If bad people lurk among us, and they do, a random good person who crosses Dexter’s path can pretty much count on him to do the right thing and protect or save them from evil.  It doesn’t always work for those who get too close to him because, well, it’s not safe to hang out with a serial killer, or most especially have him as a close friend or family member. 

But for most of the rest of us, he’s an ironic guardian angel.  A cheeky just desert for, well, one can only imagine.

I haven’t caught up with the new Superman movie yet but by most accounts it’s pretty great and David Corenswet, in the titular role, understands that you don’t have to be perfect to be a hero.  Yes, you need to be handsome and jacked, but you can also be goofy, funny, nerd charming and even… half-Jewish!

did I mention criminally handsome?

The latter might mean nothing to you but it would have done wonders for me in my childhood.

And beyond.

And yes, you’re reading this right.  Superman and Dexter both have something in common.  When push comes to shove their actions are modern-day heroic.  They just go about it differently. But by any rational definition the only people they kill and capture are the obvious and proven bad guys and gals.  No discrimination by skin color, wealth, age, social status or connections.

No discrimination here!

If only we had them just outside of L.A. this week when a California farm worker died from injuries in a massive, masked ICE raid on two farms where more than 300 people were arrested, a number of them in this country legally, and at least 10 of them children. 

Or in my neighborhood on the fourth of July where three long-time employees of the Santa Palm Car Wash were taken away by a bunch of unidentified goons who waited until the Palm’s manager was on a bathroom break to strike. 

This being West Hollywood, there were, of course, a few X-rated bon mots uttered by one observer, despite the guns and bogeyman stocking caps.  Click on the link and scroll down to hear them.

West Hollywood stand up

And thanks to the BBB just passed in Congress, ICE will be receiving in the neighborhood of $100 BILLION in the next five years, making it by far the biggest and most well-financed law enforcement agency in the history of the United States, far outstripping the FBI and the DEA.

Which means that every big melting pot American city could use the services of not only Dexter and Superman, but every member of the Marvel Universe, along with Hell Boy and The Incredibles for the really offbeat cases. (Note:  We in the Hollywood Hills claim Edna “E” Mode).

She’s in

And let’s not even get started with Alligator Alcatraz in the Florida Everglades, where POTUS gleefully imagined escaping prisoners swimming from side to side to avoid crocodiles.  But why wouldn’t they try to Get Out!  Those inmates, who are read no rights and given no hearings, are shoved 40 a piece into a rodent-infested cage with three non-private toilets and occasional worm-filled food.

And American Buyers beware!  Variations of those concentration camp-ish-like “detainment centers” will be available in a town near you within the next year or so, thanks to the BBB.

Inside of my brain

Ironically, this entire Gestapo-like immigration policy is the brainchild of none other than the aforementioned Stephen Miller, a native of Los Angeles (Note: Liberal Santa Monica to be exact) and fellow Jew who grandparents migrated to America from Europe to escape the Holocaust.

Mr. Miller is a lifelong provocateur, whose failed campaign for student government at Santa Monica High School featured an infamous vitriolic rant where he proclaimed, in a moment of thinly-veiled race-baiting as a young teenager, that he absolutely refuses to pick up his trash at school because “we have plenty of janitors to do it for us!’

Dexter is prepping

His anger at the Latino population, which accounted for about 35% of his high school (Note: Not including the janitors) is well-known and documented.  But don’t take my word for it.  You can google him or read this article in the L.A. Times last week.

One tidbit quotes a derisive letter 16-year-old Stevie wrote to his school newspaper about them, blithely noting, “there are usually very few, if any Hispanic students in my honors classes,” and later profusely complaining about the absurdity of school announcements being made in both English and Spanish to accommodate recent immigrants. 

God he is just the worst

There is also a particularly disturbing story from one of his best friends from middle school, who specifically recalled Mr. Miller called him up right before they started high school, out of the blue, to curtly tell him he could no longer be friends with him because of his acne, lack of confidence and Latino heritage. 

“It was pretty cruel, even for a teenager,” the former friend remembered some 25 years later to the reporter in what would be the understatement of the month if this were any other administration or any other year.

If only there was “someone” heroic enough to put an end to his present day cruelties.

So to speak.

Bonnie Tyler – Holding Out For a Hero