Guilt

I’m trying to watch ANYTHING on Netflix or over the airwaves TV. Really. I’m trying. But my experience in life is that most relationships are between heterosexual and ethnically similar couples. Not exclusively mind you, but most. I have friends who are black, and friends who are brown, Indians of both styles (Turban and Injun), Asians from a mix of origins, and friends who are white. Also have a very few homosexual couples as friends, and singles of every stripe. I’m pretty inclusive when you get right down to it.
I’ve had it with cross-gender bi-racial multi-partner set-ups as being the norm. Really. Sure, put them in the mix. They exist. They’re just not the majority. And never will be. Because the norm is something else altogether. And extended bedroom scenes featuring homosexual couples are fine if they have something to do with the story you’re telling, and not just offered to show how goddam inclusive and edgy you are. OK?
Long as I’m at it, I’d like Netflix to t…

Pretty sure that I've got this whole “Social Change” anarchist, BLM, Etc. crap-fest figured. Why it took me so long is anybody’s guess. Probably that I’ve lived a life, and the 60’s were a really long time ago.
There’s got to be a core of females who want to do something with their lives to make them feel complete, but they don’t know how to cook so they form ideas and methods of protest, but once again, they’re GIRLS for Christsake and can’t get their shit together enough to get things started.
They enlist the help of some boys. Boys will do anything to get in their pants. Anything. Belly-crawl through an acre of razor blades just to suck that last dick that was in them—You know what I mean.
This is the exact thing that happened when the Symbionese Liberation Army of the 60’s was formed. Same with the Weather Underground and that group of ass-holes in Chicago. It was nothing more than a way for ugly girls who had no chance with football players to get laid by spaz boys who ha…

A partial list of crap that I’m tired of hearing about or seeing:


-The Dread Virus

-Police reform

-Goatees

-Shaved bald heads

-Excessive tattoos

-Or any tattoos that aren’t your military unit and rank or a legitimate tribal tattoo

-Face masks

-CNN and MSNBC

-TV programs and commercials featuring interracial homosexual relationships

-Social distancing

-Choke holds

-Heroic nurses

-Crybaby professional athletes

-TV commercials for prescription medicines

-Anyone using the word “systemic”

-Seattle, Washington

-The NBA

-Diversity and Equity

-Comedians with a message

-Title 9 (or Title 7, for that matter}

-Being “alone together”

-Facial piercings

-Juneteenth

-Anyone saying “Stay Safe”

- Portland, Oregon

-Antifa

-Tampon commercials on TV

-I Can’t Breathe

-The New Normal

-Stage1, Stage2, Stage3

-Nancy Pelosi

It’s a sad season for fans of the SF Giants. Sad. I have no idea who these guys are—I read that they have employed 17 big-league coaches. Jeebus...17 coaches. The general behavior of the club is the same as an expansion club that’s trying to decide who it wants to be when it grows up. I also read that they’ve signed so many players and coaches that they’ve run out of jersey numbers and have issued “0” and “00”. Now, I don’t know if all that’s true, but I do read the McCovey Chronicles, and one of their pieces on the web site this week is entitled “ Which Fictional Character Do You Want To Manage The Giants?”. So it’s not just me. Fictional Character to manage? One of their suggestions was Elle Woods, and I think that’s just dandy.
Even at that, baseball in general is in trouble…..Currently over-regulated and over-sanitized with way too many “metrics”. Players are over-paid causing ticket prices to rise out of the range for a regular guy (such as myself) to go to games regularly…

When I was in high school, I had a pretty full plate—In addition to actual classes (which were the least important part of it), I had extracurricular activities including athletic teams, the band, occasional dalliances with clubs like the California Scholarship Federation and the Key Club, I also had a nearly full-time job at a gas station and other summer jobs. And girls. And beer. And a car. The jobs supported the car, the beer, and, mostly, the girls. It was a full life. And fun.
That covered the years from 1963 to 1967. No time for television. Ever. My Dad had a Kaye-Halbert B&W console TV—From my perspective, it was a blond wood cabinet that occupied a corner of the living room near the fireplace. I don’t remember ever sitting down and watching TV. Too much life to live, even when I was a little kid. Bike rides. Friends. Baseball.  Cub Scouts.  Sneaking a cigarette sometimes.
My only point here is that TV wasn’t important in my life. Not just “not important”--I har…

Watched the entire 2 season run of “Imposters”--In the current manner, that would be 10 episodes per season. All on Netflix. This is one of those truncated canceled for no good reason really grand TV programs that I have been becoming affectionate of. Christ, that sentence is a disaster…..
Imposters was made as a “Scripted Bravo Program” (their words on the opening screen of every episode)--As opposed, I suppose, to another baking competition that would be, at least by their standards, “Unscripted”….Even though we all know that they are indeed, scripted and planned. What those programs don’t have, however, is much overhead—No real writers or directors or hot new actors. Stuff like that. Plots. Original ideas. Location shoots. You know what I mean.
This is one of those programs where you watch the first episode and think Oh Shit—This is too good for TV. It’s doomed. And you’re never really wrong. Happens all the time. Life on Mars. Life. The Unusuals. Brimstone. The Finder…