Harold Ramis, RIP

I think you probably know Egon Spengler was my favorite Ghostbuster. Basically, if I was to reference any of the really awesome comedic films that impacted my formative years and sense of humor today, well, Harold Ramis was a part of them or influenced the people that made them. That is an awesome legacy.  Ramis was an awesome talent who wasn't just funny himself, he made other people funny and made some careers. And damn funny movies. His influence was felt in subversive sarcasm and tables turning on middling bourgois status quo to suggest the status was more FUBAR. And his humor was nasty sometimes but never mean. If that makes sense. He was one of a kind.

I am Avowedly Hateful of This Olympics

Obviously, the big issue for me is the criminalization of homosexuality by the Putin government.


This is some heartbreaking stuff.

But did you know that Sochi was the site of a massacre about a hundred and fifty years ago? And that people were massively relocated to make this Olympic village happen? And that the previous residents couldn't even take their animals, so the very tame and amiable strays that are now alleged to be relocated also but are probably being killed, were pets?

I can have a giggle about the shambolic clusterfuckery  of the Potemkin-1st worldliness that is being fronted, here, but seriously, even the threat to the athletes from bad courses and accomodations is nothing compared to the human rights and animal rights abuses on display here.  Even the possibilty of terrorism is less disturbing to me.

I just can't say anything but "Screw this noise."

You know--Screw Woody Allen

I know, in my heart, I think Woody Allen is a comedic genius and has even made some good movies. But seriously, fuck him.



I get it. Woody is an intellectual and an aesthete and why are we even talking about whether he fucked his own children? I dunno. Because comedy is easy, and if anyone was ever motivated to call him out on fucking them, well, that is hard--for the victims.

I like some of his movies and well, that is how it is. But what I think about all this is--Allen's children hate him. For some reason. I am going to believe them because kissing his ass would have been 100% better for them. But they can't. And I am bound to hear out victims. And I hear them. He had his benefit of the doubt his whole life. When I read what Dylan says, I don't disbelieve her.

He isn't shit to me,  now. Even if Deconstructing Harry was awesome in my book, I dunno. I don't think he has a good answer to this.

It shouldn't be so. But I do believe it because listening to victims and believing is necessary because why else would anyone come forward?

I cannot say her story is bullshit.  And I think he has always shunned answers because he has no good ones. So, I can't even think like my admiration for anything he's done artistically is any equal to his other ethical deficits.