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West World
Suspension of disbelief is a critical and mysterious quality of human consciousness required to fallow any story be it told around the campfire, in a novel or on the LCD screen. It is demanded in spades by the creators and writers of HBO's West World which portrays a world of the machine in all its post-modern glory and focuses, ironically on the subject of self-awareness. It's heady stuff and the show has a great production budget and very good acting to, like the theme park it documents, bring it all to life. I couldn't help thinking about the show and it's hapless "hosts" when Kanye West dropped by Trumps keep in midtown Manhattan this morning:
“We’ve been friends for a long time,” Mr. Trump told reporters. Asked what he and Mr. West talked about, he responded: “Life. We discussed life.”
Here is a meeting between Dr. Ford (Trump), Theresa (Hitlery) and Arnold/Bernard (Kanye) that perfectly sums up the 2016 election - watch:
Trump: "They cannot see the things that will hurt them... In a way their existence is purer that ours."
Hitlery: "You're a fucking monster."
Trump: "Am I?... You're the one who would destroy them and the intimacies were your idea."
Kanye: "I'm not one, I can't be. Kim. North. Saint."
Trump: "Shut down Kanye. You see, I do it all for the nooky. We have spared them feelings of anxiety, self-loathing and guilt. The Kanye's of this world are free - free under my control."
Everything is fine. Kanye is back online.
What did these two old friends talk about up in the TT this morning? It probably went something like this:
She was "sexy", but "too much hard work." I'm a regular Fox & Friends viewer (mostly in protest of the other insipid morning programs like Today and Good Morning America) so over the years I've gotten to know Gretchen Carlson pretty well. Stuck between Steve and Brian she always seemed a prudish scold with an irritating, self-righteous demeanor that I simply put up with because I figured some people in the Fox audience actually liked her persona. It was obvious that Steve and Brian did not, but they were stuck with her like so many talking heads and had to make the best of it - which they did. Besides, she was no worse than any of the other women on morning show TV - I mean, you're only going to find a certain kind of person to do this kind of work and that kind of person is the Gretchen Carlson kind. Then, one day, she was gone and replaced by Elisabeth Hasselbeck and the F&F ratings began to climb, and climb and climb - in two months view
Last night Jim Acosta sat down for an interview with Larry Sabato at a national symposium series presented by the University of Virginia’s Center for Politics titled “Democracy in Perilous Times.” The evening’s topic was “ The Fourth Estate: Enemy of the People? ” and the crowd was warmly receptive of Acosta’s message which, boiled down to its essence, is that Donald Trump is a liar and he’s making life dangerous for reporters. Sabato introduced Acosta to the audience as Enemy #1 which drew mirthful laughter from the auditorium and then presented a short video montage of President Trump and his deplorable rubes insulting the reporter on many occasions over the past two years. This was all a set up for his first question which was, “how do you do your Job?” Acosta said the he accomplishes his duties by maintaining focus, reporting the story and telling the truth but acknowledged that it is difficult when the White House erodes the peoples faith in the press by bullying reporters. Whe
Well my telephone was ringing, and they told me it was chairman Mao. You got to tell him anything 'cause I just don't want to talk to him now. According to the brilliant troubadour Lowell George the Apolitical Blues are " the meanest blues of all" and who am I to disagree with this soul man now after all these years of living by his maxim. I first heard the song bursting from the 1972 vinyl of Little Feat's Alt-Rock-Country masterpiece "Sailin' Shoes" in the second story bedroom of my friend John's older brother Edie who, being about 3 years our senior, was instructing us on the importance of good music. This was circa 1975 and a formative time for my musical taste and overall aesthetic which, for better or worse, infuses every aspect of my existence including the KOTCB blog so a debt is owed this unforgettable "older brother" now that he has shuffled off this mortal coil and left us with smoky memories. A born rebel with the heart o
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