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Imponderable #25: West Sussex England (w/ John Travolta)

11 Nov

November 11, 2011

I’ve never had a lot of respect for John Travolta, either as an actor or a person.

As an actor, I think he is a step above microbes but without the range of fungus. Now before you start yelling “Saturday Night Fever!” I grant you, that is a great film. And I further grant you that he is prefect in it. But he is more or less playing a moron. Not a big stretch. Want more evidence of his lack of acting ability? Battlefield Earth. ‘Nuff said.

As a person I have nothing against him, and I am not going to bring up his son’s tragedy out of respect, though I think he made many wildly wrong decisions regarding his son. However, it does bring up another strike against him, Scientology. You may recall that Scientology is a religion that was totally made up by a bad science fiction writer. But if you have seen Travolta on talk shows you know he isn’t the brightest star in the sky so the Scientology thing doesn’t come as a shock..

And that brings up another point. Why is he still a star? His career is based on a pair of films (Grease and Saturday Night Fever) that he made 40 years ago. Yes, he has Pulp Fiction in his résumé but thank Quentin Tarrantino for that film’s success. By the way, type “John Travolta” into imdb.com and it says “best known for Pulp fiction (1994).” That was 17 years ago!

And now this:

Oh how the paunchy have fallen.

Whoever the employee was that told Barbarino to get in line with everyone else had it right. Big deal, John Travolta gets to cut in line because he’s from Hollywood? Screw that; wait for your extra-crispy like the rest of the world.

But this kind of underscores my point. Would Anthony Hopkins have been turned down?

More to the point, would Anthony Hopkins have tried to reserve a table at a Kentucky Fried Chicken? Nobu it ain’t.

How out of touch is Travolta? Did he really think that KFC has a celebrity section? This is the typical Hollywood crap that Scientology reinforces. He’s special. Of course any old fast food place would have a VIP section. And of course he would never wait in line. He’s the guy in drag from Hairspray!

How out of touch is this guy?

What is wrong with the world where washed up actors think they can reserve a table at KFC of all places? And worse, what is wrong with the world that people let them get away with nonsense like that?

Why do people treat actors like they are more important or better than the rest of us?

The question is Imponderable.

And that KFC spokesman at the end of the article is a toad.

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The Blog That Was A Decade In The Making! Part 9

9 Nov

November 9, 2011

For this final installment, while avoiding names as always, I just want to give a short overview of some of the teachers I worked with in my department at Horror High over the years.

You may recognize some of them from your own life.

There was the incompetent young guy who had no control over his class, didn’t care,  and only kept his job because the Principal left before he could fire him.

There was the computer coordinator who would only do anything for me if I pulled rank by submitting requests in writing on official letterhead with my name and title right below the Principal’s.

There was the English teacher who was a good guy and a good teacher but was happiest when he left the classroom and became the school librarian.

There was the young female teacher who only got her plum assignments because she sat on the Principal’s lap.

There was the pushy widow who had to be the boss of everything.

There was the young and attractive teacher who unfortunately carried some of her personal problems into the classroom.

There was the young female teacher who was a great person but was too sensitive and needed to toughen up.

There was the tough teacher who eventually became a Dean and later AP of security.

There was the old woman who was near retirement but should have left years ago.

There was the old woman who was near retirement but we desperately needed her to stay. She was good.

There was the a-hole male teacher who did as little work as possible during Regents week

There was the hippie girl who every student liked because she was as bad as they were.

There was the musician who everyone liked. He also slept in a locked room in the school until he was found out.

There was the overbearing teacher who was always loud, everywhere.

There was the really good teacher (and my first friend in the building) who left when she became pregnant and never returned.

There was the good, young teacher who left (and left a void in the department) when she got married and eventually moved out of state. We needed her.

There was the Assistant Principal’s sister.

There was the guy who was involved in the union only so he could have a couple of periods free of teaching.

There was the Social Studies teacher who was teaching out of license in the English Department but had to be kept in the department because she fit a certain demographic.

There were others who came and went, not staying long, not making an impression.

And then there was me.

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