A List Of People I Am Mad At, 3/19/21
This newsletter is a weekly (sometimes) list of people I am mad at. This is the list for March 19, 2021.
I didn’t mention Ben Affleck in my last newsletter because I wanted to see if maybe he was the problem or I was just in a bad mood. Turns out it’s both. Ben Affleck takes his rightful place on this list, and every list like it, forever. Yes, I have started watching Alias for the first time.
My husband has taken to calling the cat “Baby” in a sing-song voice, which means periodically, I hear him say “Baaaaaaaabyyyyy,” and I turn around expectantly for some positive attention but all I see is him and the cat kissing on the mouth, both irritated that I have disrupted their quiet moment together. I want to be Baby.
Speaking of the cat, she’s been doing a lot more night-screaming, and much like Googling your own human symptoms, looking up a cat’s behaviour similarly yields results that the cat probably has cancer.
I’m just so tired of talking about whether past instances of racism should preclude you from working a high-profile management job in media. We don’t have this argument about any other trait that might bar you from a particular type of employment. “It is cancel culture that I, A Wolf, cannot work at this here petting zoo.” Well, stop eating the chickens then, damn.
I would still like to know whomst it was at CNN who told Christopher Charles Cuomo, “Yes, I think you should flirt with your brother on national television, everyone will think it is cute and it definitely won’t age like an egg fart.”
Someone I don’t like got a job I don’t care about for a company I’ve never heard of.
Flowers always die, which is just so disappointing.
Aries season starts tomorrow. Get in your bunker.
Since we last talked, I wrote about Dr. Phil’s long history of mess.