Luke Ford

People who don’t give a fig about America. By the look of the KABC TV cameras outside Best Buy tonight, these Thanksgiving shoppers do not appear to be descendants of the Pilgrims on the Mayflower.

I’d rather be alone, 90% of the time, than with people like me. My peers in frustration? It’s just too depressing. I prefer the company of people who are better than me, folks with marriages, children, careers, and responsibility.

I wonder if I should try that fainting thing I see women pulling all the time in movies? Has that ever worked for you? Ohhhh, I’m feeling so weak, unsteady, everything’s spinning, pffff.

I hate riding the bus. Too many poor people. I prefer trains, planes and automobiles.

I only enjoy the company of about 1% of the people I meet, but about 50% of the professional writers I meet and about 20% of the Orthodox Jews (and British commonwealth ex-pats) I meet. Rather than hang out with people I’m indifferent to, I’d rather be alone and read. I’m getting over the flu today and am reading this book (later will watch Foyle’s War).

I’ve had this weird understated flu the past week, making me a tad dizzy. I wish there was a website where I could see what crud was going around. I’d find it comforting to know how many other were suffering similarly.

I signed up for the free 7-day trial of Hulu and found I just can’t put up with the ads (unless it is a live sporting event). Netflix has spoiled me. There’s so much good stuff on there, why would I put up with 60 seconds of ads every ten minutes on Hulu?

I was watching the Australian TV show The Straits. Here’s some Aussie slang: Tropo = gone tropical = black, which in the show means violent, impulsive, and the attendant low-IQ behaviors.

* TV doesn’t get any better than seasons three and four of Boardwalk Empire.

* New York Times is fine with putting nipples on the front page just so long as men won’t find it exciting.

* “Pop music is pop music… It’s always going to cater to a younger generation. The older you get the “worse” it gets.” (Gareth)

* Toronto mayor Rob Ford claims he has ‘more than enough to eat at home’ and the media tut tut about his graphic and shocking language about oral sex. Since when did Seventh-day Adventist morality take over the MSM? What was so shocking about his remark? This same MSM praised the R-rated movie The Aristocrats. Now that was shocking.

* Whether or not there is a trend to this knockout game, here are the homicide stats from the Obama administration: “Blacks were disproportionately represented as both homicide victims and offenders.…The offending rate for blacks (34.4 per 100,000) was almost 8 times higher than the rate for whites (4.5 per 100,000).”

Good movie, except the plot twist about a Christian Palestinian suicide bomber, of which there have been none. Only Muslim Palestinians blow themselves up. The movie says that people just snap, that’s why they blow themselves up, but why do only Muslims break this way? Also, seeing the “massacre” of Jenin causes the person to become a suicide bomber, but there was no massacre in Jenin.

The underlying point of how we can’t always know what’s in another person’s heart, even in our spouse’s heart, is excellent.

* If you insist that there is a race war in this country, then it is clear that only one side is deliberately murdering people on the basis of race.

* I’m embarrassed by the number of JFK assassination documentaries I’m watching this month and how many more books I’ll probably read on this topic. I also can’t stop watching the National Geographic show “Seconds From Disaster.” This stuff compels me. As a kid, I’d always read the Drama in Real Life stuff in Readers Digest. Five years ago, I read a book on all the different ways people have died at Yosemite National Park. I find it difficult to put down a true crime book. I guess I have a ghoulish soul.

Three times on the night of Nov. 21, 2013, Lee Harvey Oswald pleaded with his wife Marina to come back to him with the kids. She refused him all three times. So in the morning, he took off his wedding ring, left it in a cup, left her all his spare money (about $170) and went off and shot the president. We don’t really know why, but I suspect he did it to feel important. Marina also knew that Oswald had tried to assassinate General Walker a few months previous, but she didn’t say anything to the police for fear of being deported.

* I heard a report on NPR’s Take Two program Monday morning that some Latino families skip their housing payment and sell their car to pay for a quincenera party. I’ve never heard of this sort of behavior by anyone I know to pay for a party.

* When I’m auditioning, I hate the question, “Why should we pick you?” I usually respond, “I don’t care. Do what you like.” I just don’t feel like arguing my case. I’ve obviously got chops. Make your own decision.

* I wonder if our music tastes will change as we get healthier? I can’t see myself marinating in these love addiction anthems once I get stronger. I’m only 47, won’t be a teeny bopper in my tastes forever.

* Almost all of the questions I’ve had about life have now been answered. For instance, all of my major questions about my love history were answered in this book ATTACHED.