Monthly Archives: July 2026

 

Trump Disillusionment Syndrome

 

It’s taken until year 6 of the Trump presidencies but, I’ll have to admit, I am finally feeling the effects of TDS: Trump Disillusionment Syndrome.

Like all politicians, The Donald made his share of larger-than-life campaign promises. But surprisingly, to me, he actually kept some of them.

But this year …

A)  There seems to be little, if any, crackdown on H-1B visas. Why should big business benefit from this provision when small business continues to suffer?

B)  The war with Iran. I don’t know how much of this quagmire is due to pressure from Israel, but the No New Wars president went missing in action.

C)  Illegal immigrants. You can’t back down on deportations because of bad optics in the media. You knew that would happen.

D)  The economy. Republicans in general and Trump in particular don’t grasp the rage over income inequality. Fuck Wall Street and fuck donors. It was the “little people” that got you elected. This is the right’s biggest failure of all. Give people hope about their economic prospects, and all other problems are still problems, but lesser problems.

 

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Whoever “they” are, “they” apparently created this worldwide mess. If we ever get out of the mess, I think it might be a good idea to have a Nuremberg-type trial to dish out what “they” deserve. It’s either that or go find the pitchforks.

 

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I am old, so forgive me, but six months ago I had no clue who Bruno Mars and Olivia Dean were. Now I know better.

Am really into “Risk It All” (Mars), “So Easy (to Fall in Love)” (Dean), and “Man I Need” (Dean).

Keep up the good work, kids.

 

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As a struggling Amazon author, this post was comforting. Because misery loves company:

 

 

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Obsession

 

The big development in Hollywood these days is independent movies like Backrooms and Obsession, low-budget flicks made by Gen Z YouTubers, breaking past “establishment” gatekeepers. The Gen Z kids have been killing it at the box office.

I went to see Obsession, Curry Barker’s horror film about a young couple who, well — it’s basically Play Misty for Me (look it up, kids) with a supernatural twist.

In short, the young man uses a mumbo-jumbo trick to get hot girl to like him. Really, really like him. Yeah, be careful what you wish for.

Pros: There is one scene that takes place in the front seat of a car that made me literally jolt in my seat. Yes, it was a dreaded “jump scare,” but it was earned because, somewhere in the back of my consciousness, I was afraid something like it might happen. And then it did. And it got me.

Cons: For most of the film, I was more depressed than fearful. I felt bad for young people who, college degree or not, find themselves working minimum-wage jobs and splurging on “trivia nights” at the bar for entertainment. No wonder these penniless kids resent older generations. Release: 2026  Grade: B

 

Would I watch it again?  Possibly. It’s a well-made movie, but not all that new.

 

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Send Help

 

Director Sam Raimi is still living down a scene in his breakthrough movie The Evil Dead in which a girl is sexually assaulted by … a tree limb. I suspect much of Send Help, Raimi’s latest movie, is meant to atone for that sinful scene — at least in the eyes of woke Hollywood.

The movie, in which a male boss and his female subordinate get stranded on a deserted island (think Swept Away), seems hellbent on paying back old-time misogyny with modern-day misandry.

The male gaze? More like the female gaze. Raimi’s camera lingers on naked Dylan O’Brien’s backside as he stands in the ocean surf. Meanwhile, Rachel McAdams “bathes” in a waterfall — without removing any clothes.

There are multiple scenes in which the much smaller McAdams out-muscles co-star O’Brien in hand-to-hand combat.

And then there is the infamous faux castration scene. I could almost hear Raimi whispering to Hollywood, “Does this make up for the tree-limb scene?” Release: 2026  Grade: B-

 

Would I watch it again?  No.

 

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It’s ironic — or possibly appropriate? — that on our 250th birthday we are once again embroiled in civil conflict.

The only question is whether we’re in a revolution, a civil war, or both.

Who’s to blame for this mess? Largely my generation, the infamous Baby Boomers. Especially wealthy Boomers. Too much selfishness.

 

But blaming Boomers will only get you so far. Younger generations will have to clean up the mess.

Or not.

Anyway, have a happy birthday, America.

If you can.

 

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Sam Raimi’s Atonement

 

What do you do if you’re an acclaimed director, mostly known for your landmark horror movies from the 1980s, but 40 years later you still see stories like this one?

 

 

If you’re Evil Dead legend Sam Raimi, you make a new movie that kisses woke Hollywood’s ass. In Raimi’s Send Help, we get:

 

  1.  A faux castration scene, presumably to atone for the “tree rape” scene referenced above. Horror movies are known for shocking, violent scenes. In 2026, if the violence is sexual and the victim is female, it is no longer allowed. Male castration, on the other hand, is simply a good joke.
  2.  Not one but multiple scenes in which the female protagonist, 75 pounds lighter than her opponent, out-muscles the male protagonist in hand-to-hand combat.
  3.  A gratuitous nude scene. Not female nudity when the girl bathes in a waterfall; she showers fully clothed. The male, on the other hand, is pictured bare-assed as he stands in the ocean surf — being secretly observed by the woman.

 

Said female protagonist is the clear winner at the end of the movie and assures female viewers that they do not need a man to succeed in today’s world. You go girls!

And Sam Raimi can remove his head from woke Hollywood’s ass. For now.

 

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