I was watching The Golden Girls
the other night, about Dorothy attempting to win a spot on the game show Jeopardy. Life seldom being fair, she doesn’t make it - as the moderator doesn’t think that “America” would root for her. But in a wonderful dream, where she does appear as a contestant, she drops a line which should resonate with us all.
When her answer to a question is rejected, show creator Merv Griffin is brought out to settle the matter. Much to her dismay, Griffin also says that her answer is not the one they were looking for.
In desperation, she exclaims:
“Mr. Griffin, please, you are the most beloved man in America. You are bright, you are charming, you are the anti-Trump.”
In 1992, the year this episode aired, Donald Trump had filed for the second of his four bankruptcies, and he and wife Ivana divorced after 15 years of marriage - as opposed to former talk show host Merv Griffin, who had two successful game shows on TV, and was becoming even more wealthy due to his gambling and hotel investments.
Even in 1992, being an “anti-Trump” was quite the compliment.
Who is buried in Grant’s Tomb?
This is the question which stumped Dorothy so badly; it wasn’t the former president the show had in mind, but actor Cary Grant.
Oops on Hoots
And yeah, I’m gonna blame this one on Glaucoma, yet again.
I got a really nice response (from one of his grandchildren) to my blog on Hoot’s Drive-In
, and the death of Fayne “Hoot” Gibson
, who made the best cheeseburger Fayetteville has ever seen.
Fayne Gibson . . . and not “Wayne,” as my treacherous fingers typed instead.
My mind was clearly lost in the memory of all those great burgers, and not on the job at hand.
Once again, I am wearing the Shroud of Chagrin . . .
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Quote of the Day
When you sell a man a book you don't sell him just 12 ounces of paper and ink and glue-you sell him a whole new life. - Christopher Morley