too quiet

     One of my tablets won't go to You Tube anymore, but it will still play Netflix, so last night I went on there and decided to try a net-series called "The Kominsky Method."

     What I liked:  They had a hilarious back-and-forth about Ludacris -- "It is ludicrous!"  "No, that's his name."  "What?" ... based on the "Who's-On-First" routine.

     What I didn't like:  too much talk about the bathroom.  Just because something used to be "taboo" and then since it's the Internet and not network prime time, that means you can pooh-pooh the taboos (which artists often want to do) -- just because it was taboo and now you can say it, that doesn't mean you should say it, & it doesn't mean we want to hear it.  

I mean, Yikes.  

Talking about the bathroom and what you're going to do in there.  I found it neither humorous nor edifying.


     Got through episode 1, and it rolled over to another episode.  I thought, "Maybe the bathroom talk is all done now.  Come on! - Have the other parts of the plot and dialogue...!"

     I was hopeful.

     But no, they started right in about using the restroom again, and the scene switches to Michael Douglas in a doctor's office where he is (not really, it's acting) undergoing a prostate exam --

Okay.

That's it.

I'm out.

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---------------- [Gone With The Wind, excerpt from the book] ----------------------------
     She had never in her life been out in the sunshine without a hat or veils, never handled reins without gloves to protect the white skin of her dimpled hands.  Yet here she was exposed to the sun in a broken-down wagon with a broken-down horse, dirty, sweaty, hungry, helpless to do anything but plod along at a snail's pace through a deserted land.  

What a few short weeks it had been since she was safe and secure!  

What a little while since she and everyone else had thought that Atlanta could never fall, that Georgia could never be invaded.  

But the small cloud which appeared in the northwest four months ago had blown up into a mighty storm and then into a screaming tornado, sweeping away her world, whirling her out of her sheltered life, and dropping her down in the midst of this still, haunted desolation.

     Was Tara still standing?  Or was Tara also gone with the wind which had swept through Georgia?


     ...There was death in the air.  In the rays of the late afternoon sun, every well-remembered field and forest grove was green and still, with an unearthly quiet that struck terror to Scarlett's heart.  Every empty, shell-pitted house they had passed that day, every gaunt chimney standing sentinel over smoke-blackened ruins, had frightened her more.  They had not seen a living human being or animal since the night before.

     ...The countryside lay as under some dread enchantment....

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On You Tube, type in
Gone With The Wind, as God is my witness

A video will come up that is titled
"Gone With The Wind (1939) Final Scene Before Intermission"

Press "PLAY."  Sit and watch.

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