February 18, 2020 … Tuesday
“Like sands through the hourglass, so are the days of our lives.”
One Life to Live … Days of Our Lives … All My Children … who doesn’t remember those titles of old/bygone soap operas?
I have to admit I was an AMC fan for eons … me and AMC go WAY back! I remember eating lunch in COLLEGE and watching it! So – yeah … I watched good ol’ Erica Kane go from a hefty size 3 to a size 00 and grow younger and thinner as each year passed. Only on TV!
How many of us were sucked in to watching at LEAST one “soap” at one time or another? How many of us knew (and cared) who shot J.R.?
And how many of us haven’t fantasized about meeting someone ruggedly handsome or flawlessly beautiful with a name to match? I can tell ya I’ve never met a Langston Wild, Fallon Carrington Colby or a Lionel Lockridge in real life. When I lived in Chicago everyone’s name was Joe or Smitty. In Colorado it was Bill or Sue. Here in the NW it’s Leaf or Sunshine. Not one single Jackson Montgomery in the bunch.
I remember getting hooked on OLTL when I was pg with my daughter … 30 some years ago! I wasn’t feeling well and I was eating saltines in the kitchen flipping thru channels and I came upon some dream scene with angels. It was actually a coma scene (of course!) … silly me! And, anyway, I was an instant fan! Who could resist all those fluffy angel wings and a fog machine working overtime?
Alas … the days of Dynasty, Falcon Crest, Dallas and all the daytime soaps are past. I miss them because the only soap opera I turn into these days is the Rachel Maddow Show and I wish to god it was made up!
Every damn day there is something unbelievable in the news – mainly from our current President. (If you know me, you know how I feel about him. If you don’t like it – don’t read my stuff.) Last week it was a plethora of things … the month before more … the month before that more of the same and then some. Nothing is THAT shocking anymore – which is shocking in itself! It’s just a continuous onslaught of garbage and disgusting bits of what – for anyone else – would be abhorrently disgraceful and people would be calling for him to be out on his ass. Every day brings something new and fresh and just as disturbing and disgusting and it all kicks us in the stomach and fills us (well, at least me) with dread and despair and … dare I say it? Indifference. There are days when it’s just too much and I feel so helpless and see what I know this country to be just slipping away … like the coast of CA in one of those disaster movies (2012) when it all slides off into the ocean. Today it was the presidential pardon of the former governor of IL … who (up til today) was in a CO prison fulfilling his sentence. No longer. He’s already on his way home. I’m glad my Chicago-born dad is not buried as he’d be rolling around like a chicken on a spit today.
I can’t stand it anymore. We have a democratic party that can’t seem to get their shit together. They are attacking each other so that at the end of the day – we are all so disgusted with EVERYONE – why would we want to vote for ANY of them? I’m just asking them to pick someone. ANYONE. Any warm, living, decent human being with a brain. OMG. Get everyone behind this person and blow FA* (*use your imagination) Trump out of the water/White House. We don’t have that much time left to get the message out that the Democratic nominee has to be the ONLY choice. Time’s a’wastin’ kids! Stop cannibalizing your supporters and each other – band together! Unite and get back to decency. OMG.
(And I’m not on a political rant – per se – and I do know that the economy is good and that some good things have happened with this presidency (I’d have to really look to find them but there’s got to be something) – but there has been SO much damage … environmentally to us/going forward and globally and with our allies. It’s pitiful. We need to get back to decency!)
I’m sick of the angst. I’m sure most of the country is, too … whatever “side” you are on. It’s overwhelming. It’s exhausting. And I’m so tired of it. I love Rachel but I’d love her even more if what she was talking about wasn’t so gut-wrenching and upsetting … every damn day. EVERY. DAMN. DAY. If her show were not the RMS … it could be As The Stomach Churns. I just can’t take it anymore.
We have 259 days until the election this year … sounds like a lot. I know it’ll go by – as years always do – too quickly – but I don’t want my next 259 days angst-filled only.
All I tend to hear is negative news. It’s all around us. So much negativity … and that makes me grumpy. And I really don’t like being grumpy. So, today I decided that I’m going to bring, on a consistent basis, a little levity to our world … a little slice of Heaven (maybe without the fluffy angel wings) … a little bit of joy and a little bit of sunshine … in whatever form it comes to me in … a quote, a story, a joke. We’ll see.
As my friend said tonight, “One has to have some relief from the unending assault on our sense of decency and our hope for humanity.”
So, true. So starting tomorrow I’m going to start a new lobster campaign and try to spread a little cheer … a little hope … a little something NICE to my fellow lobster fans and friends to give us some relief.
If nothing else – it’ll give my adrenals a little support, my stomach won’t be churning (as much) and maybe, just maybe, I won’t be so grumpy!