- I’ve heard a lot of complaints about Lost raising too many new questions and not answering any of them thus far in its sixth (and final) season. So when the show finally does attempt to answer one of those big questions, do people appreciate it? Of course not. But we’ll get to that in due time. For now, on with the recap…..we begin in Oceanic-land (the world in which Oceanic 815 landed on time in L.A. and never crashed on the island). There, John Locke arrives home from Australia and as he exits his handicapped-accessible van, he has wheelchair ramp trouble when the hydraulic lift that helps him out of the van stalls out. Rather than wait for help, he attempts to roll his wheelchair out of the ramp, several feet off the ground, and instead falls onto the lawn, face down. Worse still, the sprinklers come on and he’s left lying there to get drenched. Out of the house comes his fiancée Helen, who helps him into the house and into the bathtub to clean himself up. While he sits and soaks, she begins talking about their wedding in October. She also finds the business card that Jack Shephard gave to Locke when they met at the airport lost baggage claim center and encourages Locke to call him. Back on the island, we see world through the Black Smoke Monster’s eyes as he/it scours the island. Stops include the Dharma Initiative barracks (where Iggy Pop’s classic punk tune “Search and Destroy” is playing in one of the houses a spot in the middle of the jungle, where the BSM finds Richard Alpert, stuck inside a trap the BSM/Locke constructed to hold him high above the ground. Finding a hunting knife, BSM/Locke cuts the rope, releasing Richard and offering him a drink of water. Richard seems to realize who this faux Locke is, but is extremely skeptical when faux Locke criticizes Jacob and asks what Jacob has told Richard all these years. When he finds out that Jacob told Richard next to nothing yet Richard did as he was told, faux Locke is incredulous. He insists that he wouldn’t have kept him in dark. Back at the remains of the four-toed statue on the beach. Ilana enters the room that remains in the base of the statue and asks Ben Linus what happened to her team that entered the room to take out faux Locke. Ben cautions her that she won't believe him, but tells the tale of Jacob being killed, Locke kicking him into the fire to burn up and then turning into the BSM and killing her team. Ilana doesn’t seem the least bit surprised and instead begins scraping up Jacob’s ashes from the fire and explaining that Locke carried Richard off into the jungle for “recruiting.” In Oceanic-land, Locke returns to work in his office (not sure what kind of company, although it’s been a brief topic on the show before) and finds himself confronted by his angry boss, Randy. Apparently Locke was supposed to be in Australia to attend a work-related conference but blew it off for his walk-about. Randy checked in on him while he was gone, found out that Locke didn’t show up for the conference at all and when Locke refuses to explain, he’s fired. On the island,
- Way to ruin the fun, PETA freaks. Not that I have any love for the ginormous tool-fest that is the Westminster Dog Show, but that doesn’t mean I need the ass hats from People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals to crash the party. After Sadie the terrier won America's top dog show Tuesday night, the awards ceremony was about to take place when two clowns from PETA bum-rushed the center ring at Madison Square Garden and held up signs that said "Mutts Rule" and "Breeders Kill Shelter Dogs' Chances." The crowd of 15,000 losers with nothing better to do than watch insanely pampered dogs and their aloof, out-of-touch-with-reality owners run around in circles and preen for judges was stunned to see these idiots and their signs, but the two women were tossed from the arena by security guards as the crowd cheered their removal. Both women were charged with criminal trespass and I would be seriously pissed at them – if I weren’t enjoying a nice, juicy steak with sides of chicken tenders, grilled fish, a turkey burger and grilled chicken breast, sitting in my leather recliner with my feet resting comfortably on my bear-skin rug inside my alligator-skin boots, topped off by my floor-length fur coat and coonskin cap. The PETA intrusion occurred between judging of a Doberman pinscher and brittany and lasted about a minute. Moments after the PETA debacle, 4-year-old Sadie climbed podium and was crowned best in show. "I thought it was well-controlled by our people," Westminster spokesman David Frei said. Leave it to the a-holes at PETA to throw a fit at an event where dogs are treated literally better than most human beings. Seriously, these animals are fed gourmet diets, transported like they are heads of state, showered with all sorts of toys and other luxuries and put on a pedestal by owners who clearly have no friends, no life and no grasp at all on reality. Some 2,500 purebred dogs were entered in the show and I’m guessing that all 2,500 of them ate better today than you or I did. But PETA has issues because they feel that these purebreds somehow lead to mutts in shelters not being adopted and eventually put to sleep? Look, the only dog I ever had was a mutt from a shelter and he was a freaking awesome dog, so no argument there. However, what does PETA want? What should be done with the purebred dogs? Should they be forced to mate with dogs of different breeds or prevented from breeding all together? Just a total train wreck on PETA’s part and even for them, this is an embarrassing stunt…………
- Not good enough. Those three words accurately and succinctly describe Tiger Woods’ despicable plan to hold a bizarro public announcement to publicly address his stunning run of infidelity that became public after his Thanksgiving night car accident. After three months of hiding out in his Florida mansions, going to sex rehab and doing everything possible to not be seen in public, Woods will gather together a small number of media members he believes will spin his lame apology in the most favorable light and speak to them – not with them – about his indiscretions. The bizarro-event will take place at 11 a.m. ET Friday from the clubhouse at the TPC Sawgrass in Ponte Vedra Beach, Fla., home of the PGA Tour. "This is not a press conference," agent Mark Steinberg said Wednesday. Clearly not, because Woods will not be taking any questions. Yes, he is making his first public appearance since Nov. 27, when he crashed his SUV into a tree outside his Florida home, but no points for that. He’s acted like an absolute coward for three months and now this is the best he can do? This is no better than posting statements and scripted apologies on his Web site, which is all he’s done up to this point. "This is all about the next step," Steinberg said. "He's looking forward to it." Of course he’s looking forward to it; there is no risk, no danger and no chance for any mistakes. This is the prototypical Tiger Woods event/maneuver: artificial, scripted, controlled and forced. He is a manipulative, controlling guy and that is the exact opposite of what he needs right now. Him getting up at the podium and faking emotion as he reads a prepared statement about how sorry he is for screwing a bunch of porn stars, hookers, Denny’s hostesses and anything else with a skirt that came into his immediate vicinity means absolutely nothing. I’m more interested in one of his harem of skanks, porn star Joslyn James, claiming that Woods impregnated her twice, both when his wife Elin was pregnant. In other words, he was basically unable to get after it with his wife at the time, so he went looking for some action elsewhere while she was carrying his children, awesome. So you’ll have to pardon me if I don’t give a damn about you gathering a "small group of friends, colleagues and close associates” to listen to you read your scripted apology, Tiger. Plus, now funny is it that only one camera will allowed in the room and its purpose will be to provide live coverage via satellite? Oh, and how magnanimous of Woods and Steinberg to allow other writers with proper credentials could watch from a hotel ballroom more than a mile away! How big of you, fellas. What the hell good does that do? What are they going to get from sitting in a hotel ballroom a mile away that they couldn’t get from just watching your little dog-and-pony show on television? Lastly, kudos on timing your fake apology to coincide with the Accenture Match Play Championship in Arizona, the first big event of the year for the PGA. Nothing vindictive there, since Accenture was the first sponsor to drop Woods when he became mired in the sex scandal. Nothing about this little charade it respectable, admirable or legitimate. It’s a contrived, phony event and as such, it’s the perfect representation of who Tiger Woods is and what he’s all about……………
- A fair warning for all aspiring adulteresses out there: Do not – I repeat, DO NOT – commit your acts of infidelity in Malaysia. Rumor has it that ladies there who are unfaithful to their husbands are forced to watch American Karaoke on an endless loop while seated next to Rosie O’Donnell as she devours bag after bag of Ring-Dings……just kidding. No, the punishment isn’t quite that painful, it’s just flogging. That’s the sentence that was administered to three Malaysian women found guilty of having extra-marital sex. They are the first women to receive such a sentence under Islamic law in the country and I am sure that they are oh, so proud to be pioneers in this way. Never mind that caning is the same punishment proscribed for another Malaysian woman for the “crime” of drinking beer – there need not be a rationale to justice, as we here in the United States know full well. Get drunk and kill someone with a car, serve a year in jail (Donte Stallworth), but fail to pay $5,000 in income tax and you’re going to the hole for a long, long time. Justice in Malaysia is a bit different, as the country’s majority Malays are subject to Islamic laws, while the large Chinese and Indian minorities are not. According to Malaysian Home Minister Hishammuddin Hussein, the punishments were carried out in a prison outside the capital, Kuala Lumpur, on February 9. Each woman was whacked with the cane six times. "Even though the caning did not injure them, they said it caused pain within them," Hishammuddin stated. "The punishment is to teach and give a chance to those who have fallen off the path to return and build a better life in future.” As for the case of the rebel beer-drinker, Kartika Sari Dewa Shukarno, who sentenced to six strokes of a rattan cane for drinking beer, is awaiting a review of her case by judicial authorities. She was arrested at a hotel in December 2007 for daring to live the high life and enjoy a brewsky. Just goes to show that the world is a diverse (and often confusing) place………….
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