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”

Black Mirror, Mirror

Here’s the way life is these days:

1- People take an action and STUFF HAPPENS. 

2- Those happenings become EVENTSand the most noteworthy, salacious or even occasionally the most interesting among them are reported to us by other people and/or sources as INFORMATION, nee NEWS. (Note:  Current or just friends and family gossip).

also known as: the tea

3- This NEWS of the day, whether personal or broadcast internationally, can simply be new facts or stories we’ve acquired.  But way, way, waaaaaaay too often it is quickly turned into CREATIVE CONTENT. (Note:  Either by the professionals currently on strike (#WGAStrong) or anyone with a cell phone)

4- That CREATIVE CONTENT is then heard, watched, produced and/or ingested via platforms round the world.  (Note: Not only on TV and film, or via music, theatre and books but in far, far, far too many personal and public conversations on social media #IKnewTikTokWasGood..OrBad…ForSomething).

my brain when I try to think about TikTok

5- And then, just like that, there is COMMENTARY on all of the above, often before we’ve even had the chance to fully digest it. 

6-  Which then sparks bigger EMOTIONS, which fuels further CONVERSATIONS, some of which become new HAPPENINGS and EVENTS and CONTENT and even more COMMENTARY, which all feed on each other in a kinetic continuous cycle of….

US.

It all happens so quickly, and at such dizzying speed, that ultimately all we are left wondering are the answers to just two questions.

#1 – IS ANY OF THIS REAL, and if so, which part?

And —

#2–  WHAT THE HELL JUST HAPPENED – because the only thing l am now is TOTALLY LOST.

Help

Yes, too many of us are left feeling that way by how fast it all flies by.  But what’s even worse, at least from this Chair, is never quite knowing exactly what to absolutely BELIEVE (Note: Not to mention what to believe in).

I mean, even when you know what is LIKELY true on one subject,, it’s hard to believe much of what so many adamant, or even smart, people are saying about so many other things.

Especially when you are forced to get stuck in the weeds of misinformation, arguing with idiots about the ethicacy of —

DRAG QUEENS? 

Seriously??? 

GO. AWAY.

What about Shakespeare, 18th century France and every man in the Continental Congress?

Not to mention…

 CLOWNS!!! 

Aren’t clowns, drag?  I can testify that it is…I mean, THEY are.

When I was a very little boy I watched The Howdy Doody Show on TV and there was a clown named Clarabelle.

And she was played by a……MAN!!!

Ah!

And no, she/they is NOT the reason why I turned out the way that I did. 

This week saw the season six return of Netflix’s Black Mirror, and in its very first episode, Joan Is Awful, it brilliantly tackled all of the above and more.

Almost immediately we are introduced to a silver streak haired, upper mid-level tech manager, Joan – the kind of self-involved wealthy-ish supervisor of something or other that most of us have personally encountered or watched from afar being a very characteristic kind of awful to everyone in her life.

Yes, it’s a little bit Alexis!

She’s bored with her loving boyfriend, bitches about her coffee to her gay assistant, rolls her eyes at having to be bothered firing an employee in person, text cheats with her oily ex, whines about her life to her therapist and then returns home that night to start the cycle all over again.

By all accounts, she IS awful. 

Not quite Trump-y awful, there are new definitions for that, but awful nevertheless.

Yep, this.

That is until she and the bf snuggle in that night and turn on their big flat screen to search for a new, of the moment TV series or movie to watch on Streamberry – the Netflix doppelganger platform where you click your remote and do the all too familiar content browse.

One seems too creepy, the other is said to suck, and still something else is too close in theme to something they’ve already watched before. 

But suddenly, there is something on screen that looks interesting.  It’s a new series entitled JOAN IS AWFUL, with the silver-streak haired image of a woman that looks a lot like the Joan that we see on the couch – but not exactly.

God love ya Black Mirror

This Joan is billed as Salma Hayek with a silver-streaked wig and wardrobe that is unmistakably Joan. (Note: And yes, it is indeed THE Salma Hayek).

And when the real Joan is forced by her boyfriend to click on the fake Salma Hayek/Joan image, it begins playing out the events we’ve just witnessed in the real Joan’s life in real time, complete with physically accurate actor replacements of everyone else she has just interacted with over the course of that day.

awwwwwwkward

Now forget that we are watching this episode of Black Mirror ON Netflix, which for all intents and purposes IS Streamberry, which includes the very same dulcet DUH-DUM audio tone we all so look forward to hearing once we’ve pushed our remote and chosen our viewing treasure for the evening.

All you need to know is that it all gets lot more complicated, nee confounding, nee troubling, from there – but not in a way we don’t recognize. 

And it raises a few questions:

#1- Is it legal for a streaming platform to just take your life and film it?  Well, it turns out it is.  I mean, do any of us read the fine print of what it says when we click accept?

Pour me another

#2-  Have any of us been filmed doing stuff we didn’t want others to know we did and had it broadcast somewhere?  Well, um, we can’t really know for sure.  But if you have you glanced on Instagram, Twitter or Facebook even once in your life and tittered at the misfortunes of someone else you are still part of the problem, and not in a solution-oriented way. 

#3- Will artificial intelligence, aka A.I.., evolve to the point where what we did hours or even minutes ago could be broadcast to millions across the world?  Well, okay, it already can be.  But could it happen with computer-generated ACTORS playing US on a mainstream service like Netflix? 

I cannot!

Well, why do you think there is a WGA strike to begin with?

I spend all this time on Joan Is Awful not merely to urge everyone to watch the opening episode of a superior series that is sort of a mash up of The Twilight Zone and Night Gallery, by way of Orphan Black.

Though it is pretty great and you won’t do much better if you’re looking to be entertained, diverted or, heaven forbid, prompted to think for an hour.

Rather, it’s to consider in real time what constitutes our daily realities and attempt to understand exactly how aware and present we are in them.  Not to mention, what we want to do with them.

Is this considered present?

On a cosmic scale, Joan is not quite as awful as we think but in reality she  is a lot more awful than she ever believed she was. 

If creative content can serve any real purpose in 2023 it’s to show us that we need to dare to do better as we to share our mutual stories of survival.

Before forces beyond our control commandeer our every experience and put their own spin on what is left of our humanity.

“Mirror, Mirror on the Wall” – Snow White