Sizzling temps in the City. Weeks of air conditioned whirring leads to wondering.
How can Catholics continue to go to church? Where are you Francesco? Don’t say you’ll hold those accused or covered it up accountable. Boston’s Cardinal Law just died in the Vatican’s lap of luxury. A generational epidemic with no cure-ate in sight.
Why would Broadway talent & Melania impersonator Laura Benanti take part in the Luann de Lesseps Real Housewives Countess Cabaret Show? Sad.
Why do professional women on television continue to dress like they are at the beach or going to a hoochi afterhours club?
Will Tiger ever win another major? Still mourning his runner-up finish at the PGA a week ago. Broken record alert! He needs new blood on the bag. Ditch Joey.
Why is Trump having a Hamptons fundraiser in the middle of the day on a summer Friday? Because he is Trump the ultimate traffic troll. And. For a hot dog.
Newspapers across the country are united today in hailing freedom and independence of the press. Except the L.A.Times. Rejecting Group Think. And that is the problem. The Press acts in unison to pursue click bait. Instead of covering in-depth domestic and international stories every day, they all publish content that guarantees hits. Shiny objects on every broad sheet and tabloid alike. Trump’s latest utterance or tweet. Hate speak.
Take the road less traveled and truly act as a free and independent source of news! For a change. Especially if they want to effect change. At the top. Even if that’s not their job.
To escape the news of the day, why not take A Trip to the Moon? Colby J. Herchel’s One Act Play based on a movie by Georges Méliès. Performed last night at Winslow Bar in the East Village. Herchel’s wistful book and joyful lyrics with song stylings by Julia Feinberg spot-on. A subtle comedic tone set by Nathanael Taylor. Tour de Force just Off-Broadway. Bien fait!
Every day the media starts a story, “Trump sparks outrage by … fill in the blank.” Tweeting insults. Inciting hostilities at campaign rallies. Everything cannot rise to the level of shock and awe. It equivocates confabulations by everyone. Which takes us to Omarosa. The ultimate villain on The Apprentice. A constant and consummate prevaricator. Bringing her into the White House was a joke and a super bad idea. It would never end well. She seeks revenge on everyone. Friend or foe. The only character who could out-con the Orange Man. Though. What’s even more outrageous in this new reality show is the New York Times et al placing Omarosa stories above the fold. That’s the most destructive societal blow.
Off the beaten trek. Some even agreed.
Kat Stoeffel. The Age of the MSNBC Mom
Maureen Dowd. Bill’s Belated #MeToo Moment
Pete Wells. Anthony Bourdain
Michael Ian Black. The Boys Are Not All Right
As PepsiCo’s CEO Indra Nooyi’s tenure comes to a close, business and personal questions collide. Shareholder growth vs. stability. She afforded the latter to the company, yet according to her it suffered at home. Indra said being a mom is a full-time job and she couldn’t do both well. Her daughter as much as told her so. When one of the few women in the Fortune 500’s dwindling list of C-Suite female leads says that, it’s a blow. Even if true. Something’s gotta give.
August in the City. Supposed to be steamy and empty. The former too true. The latter not. Besides the throngs of flip-flopping tourists along Central Park West and up to Le Pain Quotidien, it’s been a stream of visiting family and friends. That’s good.
Still time to catch Sunday tv faves. Succession finale. Too soon. Want more! Campy soap with great cast. Brian Cox as media mogul Logan Roy. Jeremy Strong as snivelling Don Jr.-esque son and Kieran Culkin as the rollicking runt. Sarah Snook the only miss. Looking forward to next year. Sharp Objects remains a riveting dark mother-daughter dynamic. The Affair best-written since the first. And snuck in Cristina Alger’s inane beach book, The Banker’s Wife.