Well, the holiday season is officially upon as signaled by the slew of mid-season finales we’ve had in the last few days.
The Blacklist. Yikes, Red is Elizabeth Keen’s father. My shocked face. Not really. I’ve thought so all along. But I was wondering…if Lizzie was smart enough to do a DNA test on the Russian dude to verify paternity, why has it not occurred to her to do the same to Red? She could easily get his DNA. For a woman so smart, I wonder why she hasn’t thought of doing that. The finale also opened a few questions for me:
- Red told Lizzie that she shot her father when she was a child – so did she actually shoot Red, or what that just a load of horse puckey?
- What is to become of Mr. Kaplan? Will she confront Red or assume a new identity, while staying secret touch with Lizzie?
- Will Aram and Samar get together?
- Will a new love interest surface for Restin?
- Once Lizzie knows Red is her dad will she switch sides and start working the wrong side of the law and help run his illegal empire?
Blindspot. This was not as much of a cliffhanger as the Blacklist IMHO but it was pretty good. Speaking for myself, I always thought there was something hinky about the in-house psychologist. Poor Patterson, so unlucky in love, I kind of hope she shot him. Though something tells me he’s not as much of a bad guy as we may think. Roman shot Shepard but only winged her, so we know she’ll be back to raise havoc. And I liked how Jane decided to give Roman a ‘new life.’ That was very clever and unexpected. Questions I hope will be answered when the series returns:
- Is Nas the shape-shifter I believe her to be? I truly believe she will surface as a mastermind behind Orion who’s real mission is to wipe out anyone who could expose her.
- Will Tasha and Reed get together?
- Will Allie really have Weller’s baby or will she lose it – they seem to keep teasing that scenario
- Will Weller and Jane finally acknowledge their feelings for each other?
- Will Jane keep the name Jane Doe or adopt a new identity?
Grey’s Anatomy. I don’t know about you but I screamed, “Well, it’s about time!” When Jo finally told Alex the truth. I’m hoping that somehow that translates into Alex not being sent to jail. Amelia leaving Owen was predictable, unfortunately, and I hope she grows up some. For the most part not too much of a cliffhanger, except as to what Alex will decide to do. Questions:
- Will Meredith get over herself and just tell Maggie that she likes gorgeous Aussie doctor?
- Will Webber keep his job and get that arrogant new doctor off his back?
- Is Callie coming back?
- Will April and Jackson realize they should get back together?
- Will Bailey quit the job as Chief and go back to the operating room?
- Will Jackson’s mother ever stay out of everybody’s business?
- Will Edwards just stop being so know besty and chill out a little?
How to get away with murder. I sometimes wonder why I watch this show, since most of the characters are so hard to like. Yet still, I’m addicted to it. Okay, did anybody see Wes as the dead victim, coming? I didn’t. I was sure it was Nate. My theory is that Frank the big bag of rocks that he is, wired the house with the bomb, in order to hide evidence, but of course ended up killing people. Not sure if he killed Wes though – but it could be over jealousy of Laurel. My assumption is that Annalise being on trial will take up the remainder of the season with the verdict about to be announced as the cliffhanger. Questions:
- Will Annalise get over her alcohol addiction while in prison?
- Will Annalise grow a heart while in prison?
- Is Laurel’s baby Wes’s or Frank’s?
- Will we ever find out what is really going on with Bonnie?
- What secrets does Michaela’s mother know that she will blackmail her with?
- And for that matter, is Wes really dead? I know they showed the dead and burned body but in TV land amazing resuscitations can happen.
So, that’s my roundup on the mid-season finales. What’s your take? What do you think will happen? What favorite shows are you watching and wondering about? Feel free to tell me in the comments.
He ate his victims without condiments.
In shadows you dance
you disappear in sunlight
then enter my dreams
Most everyone who was alive on that day, remembers where they were and what they were doing. For me, it was one of the most difficult days of my life. Most Americans and much of the world were grief-stricken, confused and angry. It brought us together in a way I’d never seen in my life.
I, like many bloggers, took part in a Project 2996 and in the ensuing years, wrote tributes to victims of 911. But as the years have passed, the enthusiasm for never forgetting has waned. Conspiracy theories have taken the place of reverence and our national cynicism has returned. That makes my heart hurt. But people move on. It’s hard to maintain grief. It’s easier to be self-involved, skeptical and worry about your manicure than to carry the weight of a national tragedy. I’m not judging, just observing.
Even I struggle with what to say to commemorate this awful piece of American history. It seems it has all been said – and there is little I can add, if anything.
I suppose all I really want to say is that I still think about that day. I still grieve for the people who died because they were in the wrong place at the wrong time – and for the family and friends they left behind. And I hope that all Americans take at least a moment out of their day on Sunday to say a prayer for the people that we lost and for our country and for each other.
- We have to stop killing each other.
- We have to stop believing that killing each other solves anything.
- We have to realize that anger unfocused only makes things worse.
- Are things any better because these husbands, fathers and war veterans are now dead?
- If you find these deaths cause to celebrate, what does that say about you?
- How does protesting an unjust death by committing an unjust murder make things right?
- Is this some kind of competition, where the only goal is the even the score?
- Whose wounds are now healed because of this?
- When did we stop valuing all lives?
- How did we get to this place?
- How do we get out of this place?
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Please pray for the police officers and their families and everyone impacted by this terrible event. And that we can find a way to heal without further violence.
No matter how old we are, he’ll always be our hero. Love you, Dad. Miss you too. Hope you’re doing okay in Heaven.
There are no words
There is no wisdom
spiraling out of control
Flying like petals on the wind
The time is now
For opens arms
For gathering our humanity
Into a loving embrace
Turn off the noise
And open your heart
Listen to your brothers and sisters weeping
Turn to that
And give them comfort
This is not about you
Or your causes
This is all our tragic loss
Let it enter your heart
Much love and blessing to the victims and their families. I weep for you.
I’ll admit that I’m a bit of a political junkie but I try to keep my inner junkie inside most of the time. However, come election time she scratches her way out to join in all the fun. This year was especially something to look forward to because well, it wasn’t going to be the same old same old. Right? And just when I thought I might really enjoy this election cycle, not only did things go off the rails, there are no freaking rails.
And instead of all the fun I looked forward to, the cycle has simply ruined things for me. Following is my list:
The color orange. It’s not that orange was my favorite color but now I can’t look at it without seeing Trump’s orangey pink skin. You’d think that “one of the richest men in the world” could afford a better tanning bed, spray tan and make up artist. He probably should stop purchasing his products in CHYNAH.
Cheetos. And other favorite orange food—dreamsicles, tangerines, papaya, mangoes, orange lifesavers, orange Jell-O – and I can’t even look at raw chicken.
The word great. Likewise the words: terrific, fantastic, really, winning, best, hell even the word, word has lost all charm and appeal. And liar, loser and lying have virtually no meaning anymore either.
Election years. I have always enjoyed presidential election years because of the drama, surprises and unpredictable situations you never see coming. This year however, it is nothing but a flat out slug fest between candidates, supporters and media outlets. It’s ugly and keeps getting uglier. Even when you think you’ve hit rock bottom, somebody unearths a new bottom. And it’s about as much fun as root canal without anesthesia. Although we got a little comic relief when the Libertarians added live stripping to their convention. What’s next? Lap dances by candidates?
The myth that most people have common sense. Seriously, can anybody believe that common sense is a live and well in America when the presumptive candidates are the two most reviled people in the country?
Taco salads. This picture:
Is he going to eat that thing or molest it? Either way, feeling pretty sorry for the salad, no matter its fate.
Hair. Whether it’s the old man comb-over, the grandma shellacked bullet head, or the Muppet style shag, all hairstyles are dead to me now.
Facebook. Social media always has political stuff but generally is easy to scroll right past. And I’ll get in there sometimes and bat things around myself. But this year it is wall to wall and there’s no scrolling past it. That’s all that is in my feed. From erroneous, crazy, gross, vile memes, to trolls swarming, name calling, to non-stop propaganda on every topic under the sun – it’s a jungle out there.
The Internet. I used to love the Internet. Each day when you logged on you never knew what you were gonna get. These days though you can’t swing a dead politician without hitting a story or meme on trump, trumpers, trumperism, trump tweets, trump train, anti-trump, nevertrump, alwaystrump, “what’s trump done this time?,” neverhillary, onlyhillary, who’s hillary?, indict hillary, feeling berns…. Where are those cute cat videos that used to be so popular?
Reality TV. It’s not that I’m a big fan of reality TV but I once found it somewhat amusing. But since reality TV is running for president, the spoofy goofy nature of the medium isn’t quite as funny. And definitely amusing. And I find myself constantly muttering, “Is this a joke?”
What about you? Are you sick of this already? Has this election business ruined stuff for you? Are you looking for good cat videos? Feel free to add to the list or voice your gripes in the comments. The election cycle isn’t even close to over yet folks, and we’ve got a long five months ahead of us – give us strength.
Memorial Day is often thought of as just another three-day weekend, a chance for barbecues, awesome sales or even a day at the beach. I like all of those things too and will probably participate in some of them this weekend. But I also like to take some time to reflect on the hundreds of thousands of men and women who gave their lives so that we can enjoy our freedoms. Please pray for our fallen and their families.