The "Friend Of A Friend" Edition
Continued Happy Pride Month, Happy Father’s Day, and Happy Juneteenth!
We are all going to join each holiday for it’s own merits in whatever way seems appropriate to ourselves. From a business perspective, not even including Father’s Day, the triple whammy of Memorial Day, Juneteenth, and July 4th within a 6-week timespan is really something! That, plus noone ever going to the office, really puts a damper on the ol’ productivity metrics*.
I wonder if Juneteenth is going to become like the 4th of July where if it falls on a Tuesday or Wednesday or Thursday it becomes an entire long weekend? And also, if it falls on a Saturday or Sunday, will there be that Monday off? I wonder.
I don’t want to hear this line from my Northeast-dwelling friends the first day it gets real hot: “What happened to spring?!” This usually occurs as small talk for the random days in April or May or even June where the temperature might break 80 degrees for a day or two. Never mind that the temperatiure usually goes back down to the 60’s and 70’s until late June or July, it’s what people love to say—”It just goes from winter to summer!”. Well, this spring, it has been totally…Springy. So much so, in fact, that I think the go-to small talk is already turning to…”when is it ever going to get warm.” To that I say, “soon enough!”
That was a boring random note, like all discussions of the weather. I’ll try again.
I finally watched “She Said,” the film of the book by Jodi Kantor and Meghan Twohey, the investigative journalists for The New York Times who cracked open the case that led to the demise of Harvey Weinstein. I don’t know why I didn’t see it ‘til now. I maybe didn’t connect with the marketing—it struck me as “ ‘All The President’s Men’…But For Ladies” kind of vibe. Well, I thought the two leads were excellent. It had a creeping up kind of power and was really kind of emotional. I really liked seeing it and I think you will, too.
Also, having been the object of Harvey’s seething rage and spittle, though not of his criminal or even just creepy sexual advances, it was a good reminder of my own complicity in the beat-down of years in the movie business. But also, after our business relationship resurfaced in my TV era, he was so extra-pissed because we just wouldn’t put up with the shit that went along with doing business with him and that company. And then he was extra-extra pissed because the people and the company I worked for agreed to sue him for his rather egregious breach of contract. And we won.
All grist for the mill or, at least, all worth a chapter in the famous BIWLNW**.
I am glad that we won that battle and I am way, way, way happy that everyone who needed to, far more than I, won that war.
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*I am hoping for my productivity % to go way up. And by that I mean my first serve %. Focus, LZ, focus!
**Book I Will Likely Never Write