Comey opened the box. As soon as he tipped the lid on the FBI investigation into potential Trump world coordination with Russians in the election. All bets were off. Intelligence committee partisans unleashed. The press has been banging on the lock for months. The key is turning. Carl Bernstein has been peeking through the cracks. Hoping to reveal the next Watergate. Exaggerate-gate unhinged. Stand back. Evil humors are now released.
On one side of the big top, Gorsuch patiently endures as Senators pontificate. Then when it’s his turn he decides to lean back to hug his wife. What?! Over on the other end of the tent, Sean Spicer looks ready to hurl the podium in Melissa McCarthy style as reporters laugh at his lame attempt to tap dance. In the center ring, master Comey is in full control. He reveals an investigation into Trump world’s possible collusion with Russia to tilt the campaign.
Will the whole show go the way of Ringling Brothers?
Bi-partisan comedy shows. Rachel Maddow. Judge Napolitano. Very little comity to go around. Colleen columnist Peggy Noonan calls for reaching across the aisle in today’s WSJ. It’d be a nice change. From farcical hyperbole to creative cooperation. Green beer and shamrocks notwithstanding. Won’t happen.
What’s funnier than Carol Colitti Levine celebrating St. Patrick’s Day?! Irish eyes are smiling, Mom!
Sleet. Slush. Mush. Mess. Soon to become a frozen hazard zone. Yup. Blizzard predictions of epic proportions in NYC a fizz. Overreach. It’s a trend. To stay sane. Netflix’ Schitt’s Creek with Eugene Levy and his real life kids keeps one laughing out loud. A must-binge.
Final Four Picks. Staying with 6’s. It’s a theme. St. Mary’s. Wisconsin. Michigan. SMU.
Two modern mysteries for cold and windy March days. Both good in different ways.
Dark Rooms, Lili Anolik. Billed as a Secret History prep murder redux. Not that at all. Set in (West?) Hartford, Connecticut, the boarding school itself never came to life. Grace’s sister Nica is found dead from a gunshot wound in the nearby cemetery. Plot twists yes. Many reviewers had issues with the so-called “rapist” in the plot. Not. It portrayed a mother’s extraordinary evil.
The Girl Before, JP Delaney. Sad that so many recent best-sellers have ‘girl’ rather than more accurate ‘woman’ in the titles. Gone Girl. Girl on the Train. Anyway. Another back and forth- this one between two women. Emma then. Jane now. A device that worked well here and even melded the two when it was right to do so. An austere technocratic architecturally-renowned house in London the setting for this psycho-drama. Soon a Ron Howard movie.
A sixties television show. An old blogger. An interstate highway. A long and winding road. Leads me back to NYC. And a new/used mAdBen iPhone 6. At least it works. So do I after all these years. Mostly. Dr. Husband preparing a fine dinner. Black Cod. Yum! Happy day.
Every story on cable. CNN the worst culprit. 3 day-old retreads still qualify as “Breaking News!” Russia. Leaks. Women’s marches. Wire-taps. Tweets. What are we going to think when there really is a critically important story? Yawn. Yes. Trump is fertile fodder for filling airtime. But. Get a grip. The only real story is that I watch way too much political TV. Most of America does not. Many still like what the President is doing. Railing against the press.
As for International Women’s Day. I’m with Canada’s First Lady Sophie Trudeau. Google it.