Oh, Lord. Enjoying an escape from reality only works when you live in reality. But when you live in a dream world--a nightmare, really--it's no fun having the same stuff thrown at you in your leisure.
That's how I felt watching a new installment this evening of Sherlock. Reality: Moriarty walks up and shoots Sherlock dead. Really, dead. How about that for a story line? It's a little low on suspense.
Reality: Republicans destroy the economy, create inconceivable deficits and debt and make the middle class go away. But the story line, the plot, is all the opposite: they are sane and fiscally responsible.
They are patriots. They create jobs. They love "America." What the hell is "America"? There's not a viable Republican representing real American ideals, traditions and Constitutional practices.
And yet they go on and on about the Constitution, as though they own the franchise, the fuckers. Their heroes live like Sherlock, with the inevitability of a good outcome, by dint of innate excellence.
We've seen their excellence. Excellence at incompetence. Excellence at lying, cheating and stealing. Excellence at a complete lack of virtue. Write it up, Dr. Watson, into a good story. Reality sucks.
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