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I am an obscure great-great-grandson of Oscar Adolphe Barcelo & Eugenie Beaudry of Montrรฉal.

And I am an equally obscure great-grandson of George Henry Leandre Barcelo & Sarah Anne Bird of Winnipeg (Manitoba) and Langdon (North Dakota).

Monday, 1 August 2022

Uninformed Consent

The movie mentioned in yesterday's post and which I had aborted Saturday evening with less than 20 minutes remaining was on my agenda to finish watching early last evening ─ 2013's Some Girl(s).  

Despite Wikipedia's claim that it was a comedy, it most assuredly was not. In fact there were a couple of times when I wondered if the scenario being played out was going to take a turn towards murder.

First off I will say that I quickly came to despise the main character, played by actor Adam Brody, someone unknown to me.

Nevertheless, I recognized that he was doing something I have often enough wished that I could do where a few of the women in my past are concerned. I harbour the deepest regrets over how those relationships ended. But the guy in this movie was an obtuse and utter prick ─ right up to the end. One could only feel the profoundest sympathy for the unseen young woman to whom he was engaged to be married.

The movie was clearly a play, with Adam Brody in turn having lengthy dramatic dialogue exchanges with five of the women from his past whom he felt he needed to make amends towards for the failure of his relationships with each of them. In every instance, he had been at fault, abandoning them all ─ sometimes solely to become involved with someone else.

I had the movie on a watch list because of actress Zoe Kazan, and she did not disappoint. It turned out that when the main character was 16, he had seduced ─ sexually assaulted? ─ her the evening before she had her 12th birthday. 

Other actresses who played unfortunate love interests from his past included beautiful Kristen Bell as one of twin sisters (both of whom were prey to the creep years before), provocative Mia Maestro (who left me with the impression that she had one last sexual fling with the creep), Jennifer Morrison (whom I only now realize was so familiar to me because I was a fan of hers when she played Emma Swann in the T.V. series Once Upon a Time), and 'older woman' Brit Emily Watson.

I actually found Emily Watson to be arousing when she began demonstrating a dominance over the young creep, ordering him to strip down to his underwear because (she said) she was going to replicate for his fiancรฉe what her own husband went through when he found out about the sordid relationship she had with the young creep years before.

I enjoyed the movie, but I just wish that there had been true consequences for the immoral and disloyal prick so ably portrayed by Adam Brody. 

I was to watch another movie later that evening once my brother got home from his daily 'socializing'. First, though, we watched the series finale of Versailles.

I am glad to be done with that series, as much as I enjoyed it. I just got so damned sick of looking at the foppish, weak face of smug Louis IV, as portrayed by actor George Blagden. As I mentioned in a recent post, as the series wore on, I began to hope that it would end with the satisfaction of seeing Louis IV meet with justice. However, I grossly disappointed myself by researching that actual king and discovering that "his reign of 72 years and 110 days is the longest recorded of any monarch of a sovereign country in history."

Since he was a young man in the series, there was clearly not going to be any such satisfaction for this viewer.

I wish that I had the time to talk about some of the various supporting cast over the seasons, but my wife has not had to work today and is home. Actually, I did not even realize she was home and in bed (we have separate bedrooms) until well into the noon hour when I noticed her car was parked in the driveway.

The movie my brother and I watched last evening was 2018's The Titan. I rather enjoyed it, although its parallels with the current B.S. revolving around "safe and effective" vaccines and human genetic tinkering, as well as everything espoused by nut jobs Klaus Schwab and Yuval Noah Harari, were so blatantly apparent that my inebriated brother yammered on and on about it throughout the movie ─ I have no idea how many times he quoted "safe and effective" in a drunken high-pitched mock.

Sometimes I hate trying to watching some shows with him. I cannot fully immerse myself into them. 

I had a similar problem with the next show I tuned in ─ the finale episode of season one of The Man in the High Castle. I have no idea why he thinks it is okay to exhibit this level of inconsideration. I honestly believe that when he becomes drunk, alcoholic senility takes hold. After all, he is now 70 years old, and drinks excessively on a daily basis as he has done for many, many years. How can there not be neurological damage?  

Anyway, it must have been nigh 1 a.m. by the time I got to bed. Since I was not expecting my wife to be coming home, then is it any wonder that I had no idea that she was here this morning?

The heat continues. I did undertake some sunning this afternoon, but only my front ─ and I kept on my sweat pants, sufficing to pull up the sweat pants legs to the tops of my calves. From there, I think I may have sunned from 2:36 - 3:20 p.m.

Had my wife not been home, I would have taken the time to fully sun.

This morning when I watched some T.V. with my (sober) brother, I led us off with the 2022 documentary Uninformed Consent.

An in depth look into the Covid 19 narrative, who’s controlling it and how it’s being used to inject an untested, new technology into almost every person on the planet. The film explores how the narrative is being used to strip us of our human rights while weaving in the impact of mandates in a deeply powerful story of one man's tragic loss. Hear the truth from doctors and scientists not afraid to stand up against Big Pharma and the elite class who profit from mandates.

I did not realize until now that the documentary ran for over two hours (2:09:33).

Note that I do not know if the film will be available at that link indefinitely; or if it is only going to be available for just today. Whatever the case, this is its official website.

Following the documentary, I tuned in a video uploaded today to Rumble by The CrowHouse (Max Igan, I believe): CAN THINGS GET ANY MORE STUPID? ...OH YES, MUCH MORE.

The video was not much short of an hour (57:29). There was no description with it, but a host of referential links are there beneath it, so you could always give them a scan to get some idea on some of the material glossed over in the video proper. My brother gave up on the video with still 15 - 20 minutes to go, for he wanted some bed rest before heading away early in the afternoon to once again 'socialize'.

I sought a nap just before he emerged from his bedroom, and before I had any communion with my wife who was by that time finally up.

Note that the morning started off rather overcast, and this did prevail for most of the morning. But the Sun was fully in control by the afternoon.

Finally, late in the afternoon my wife headed off for somewhere. She is supposed to work a full day tomorrow at the Thai restaurant where she has part-time employment, so I hope that she is sensible and gets home at a decent point in time this evening.

I will not be sitting up late with my brother. If he is not home by 9:30 p.m., I will be watching no T.V. with him because I have an early a.m. five-mile walk planned that is going to require me to be getting up at 2:30 a.m.

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