Let's do this.
So it’s no surprise that if I could put a flashing sign on this piece that said HAVE YOUR TEENAGE DAUGHTERS WATCH THIS SHOW, I would. They should see how strong they can be. Veronica doesn’t forgive people when they don’t deserve forgiveness (which young people tend to do) and she moves on from what holds her down (which young people often don’t do). There’s a lesson there.
Read more: Veronica Mars: A Return to the Scene of the Crime
Amy Winehouse sang of a deeply feminine suffering -
This is an excellent piece in the Guardian.
Pop music had often cast women as sweet, bright creatures, but Winehouse’s lyrics revealed something mulchier, messier. Here was a woman who refused to conform – not in the eccentric mad woman in the attic mould of Kate Bush or Björk, but a woman who chose to live a little wild, follow her heart and sing of the simple stew of being female. Her songs were filled with broad talk, cussing, drink and drugs and dicks, songs that could hinge on one magnificent, unladylike question: “What kind of fuckery is this?”
really was amazing.
Why did that get canceled.
And Veronica Mars.
And Party Down.
“Boston Landmarks Now Wearing Bruins Jerseys For Stanley Cup Finals”
and all the other statues are equally supportive. Let’s go B’s!
Perhaps the best thing about my hometown.