RevolutionARY Road was SUCH a Shitty Movie

Sometimes I am moved to opine on matters that no one in the world gives a shit about save me. This is probably one of them (shitty movies with no plot), but I don't let that stop my fingers from attacking the keyboard. The subject today is shitty movies about stupid subjects and I have about had it. I am so done with watching movies. Now my netflix queue only has OLD movies or tv dramas I want to test out from the start because there is NOTHING out there to watch. Which is a huge joke when you consider the katrillion dollars flowing in and out of Hollywood and the gazillion "celebrities" earning an egregious living on ....what, getting dressed up like hooahs and girly men and getting high in clubs to get their picture taken by celebrity gossip rags that really have nothing interesting to say? A joke! So I saw RevolutionARY Road. Don't ask why, I guess I was just willing to squander a couple hours of my fascinating life on just sitting there and passively taking in, uhm, "entertainment". Not. Because watching two attractive young people bitch and whine, oh boo hoo hoo about, oh boo. hoo. hoo. poor you, about uh, having to GROW UP and uh, GO TO WORK, and uh, HAVE KIDS, and uh, TAKE CARE OF THEM, and uh, NOT TRAVEL WITH YOUR BACKPACK TO EXOTIC LOCATIONS and uh, what else was there? Oh yeah, it's REALLY REALLY ATTRACTIVE to be MALE with no employment prospects. Oooh yes, does that not get me all hot and bothered, menopausal mangled ME, a great looking young man "finding himself" in Paris. I can relate. NOT. What the fuck is wrong with Hollywood? What the fuck is wrong with our society?? I will tell you in no uncertain terms that the jaggoffs that come up with awards are so so full of shit, I automatically think I am just going to ignore everything "entertainment". Gotta get back to work. This blog will address this subject again. Bottom lining it: clean your closets, floss your teeth, get a colonoscopy, but please MISS RevolutionARY Road if you value two hours of your life!

A Fine Distinction Between Legitimate Whining and Illegitimate Whining and Why Whining is Not Complaining

First off, let me stipulate that I can legitimately whine with the best of them. I'll legitimately whine about Sarbannes Oxley, politicians, investment bankers, forced socializing, forced gift giving, missing my art class for something really stupid and meaningless, menopause, weight gain, advertising agencies, modern parents, political correctnesshit, buttons falling off of expensive clothes, the post office in New York City, shitty movies in Hollywood and cable talking head shows. But the distinction here is that to legitimately whine is to whine with friends or family and the subject of legitimate whining is not the whiner's victimhood caused by the whinee. In this respect, whining is very similar to complaining, which is the dialogue of life. He who does not complain cannot be alive. All of that being said, illegitimate whining is what I would like to take apart.

Illegitimate whining is what you see on Oprah Winfrey: "ooo pooor pooor me!"; or that LeFavre interview with Matt Lauer; or anytime you see someone crying on TV; or excluding workplace abuse situations, which are by definition legitimate because I say so, generally unemployed adults calling themselves somehow "abused" outside of work (HELLO--I am abused somehow some way every day, HELLO--who gives a SHIT??, HELLO--I'll worry about MY abuse, YOU worry about yours!!!!!!!!!). Joan the Yenta would like to declare open season on illegitimate whiners: I am hereby giving you all authority to get back in their faces and say "O BOOOOOO HOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!" or "Get help, don't bring it here" or "SHUT. UP!"

Because here's the dirty little secret about witnesses of public whiners: The way we all view the ones with tears in their eyes that willingly go out in public so the WORLD can see them WEEP: everybody KNOWS they are pitying THEMSELVES, they THINK you pity them but you don't, you may spend a few seconds thinking "hmm, well, oh, geez, what if that happened to ME? eye yi yi. hmmmm. oh geez." It's called human nature and as much as modern people think oh how far we've progressed, guess what, it hasn't come as far as you think. Not that bellyaching being a status symbol equals progress, but the "sensitivity" and "compassionate society" bullshit is just plain bullshit. Just go to work and look around you. Real sensitive compassion, right? Har har hardy har har.

Nobody likes to witness weakness. Keep it behind closed doors, where it belongs. Public displays of whiny weepy po po me shit is VERY UNATTRACTIVE.