Rupert, You’re Doing it Again.

First, my heartiest congratulations to Saint Rupert Murdoch, who has once again decided that the single life is not for him. And that 92 is the perfect age for marrying. Yes, the patron saint of Disinformation is tying the knot with a young maiden about 25 years younger than he. Should be a crime, I thought until I realized that some 25 years younger than St. Rupert is still Medicare eligible. I hope they invite me to one of their many houses, including the California house.

Speaking of houses, did you know that the Prime Minister of the Somewhat United Kingdom has a house in Santa Monica? I sure didn’t. But then About to be Arrested Trump has two golf courses in the S.U.K. So, there.

Last night, continuing our Oscar chase, we watched The Whale. You may recall (if your memory is still sharp) that Brendon Fraser won the Best Actor Oscar for The Whale and that someone else won for Best Makeup.

OK, let’s put aside the raging controversy as to whether the lead should have been played by someone who really weighs 450 pounds, and let me give you the skinny on this film.

I was almost 100% certain I wouldn’t like it. But guess what? I do so like it, Sam I Am. Yes, the plot and all the characters are totally exaggerated, and I am pretty sure that Tom, Tom the preacher’s son, who is sure that Jesus is already in the neighborhood adds much to the story. But all the emotions seem real, and the tangle that everyone seems to find themself in does pull on all the empathy strings. See it when you get a chance.
One more thing to mention. According to some group that seems to know such things, Israel has been determined to be the 4th happiest country in the world. My take? This is so …… 2022.
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