Bite Me, Tony

Deep Shit Welcome to Deep Shit America. Please be advised that your welcome is brought to you courtesy of the millions of Americans who-- incredulously --bought into the rightwing, batshit, bullshit machine that will send Donald J. Trump back to the White House-- again --on January 20, 2025. When they were filling out those ballots, did they really believe that Trump's tariffs on foreign goods would lower their cost of living? How would that work, exactly? With steep tariffs in place, the shit China sells to Walmart, for example, will only be more expensive for Walmart customers to buy. Did they not think of that on election day?  And how about the undocumented immigrants who, in 2022, paid almost $100 billion in local, state and federal taxes, not to mention the tax withholdings from their paychecks ? Do the Trump-supporters really think that the billions of dollars lost from the Trump Administration's mass deportation of immigrants--not to mention the loss of man (and woman)...

 The Spooky Finale (The End) It feels as though I've been on an Italian kick this month. We've been consuming vast amounts of pasta, pizza, chicken parm, chicken marsala, cannoli's, and tomorrow we're meeting friends for lunch in Palm Beach at yet another Italian restaurant. After looking at this month's posts, I see that I've been consuming a significant number of Italian horror movies, too. Just when you thought I was done with spaghetti horrors, along comes Dario Argento's 1975 classic, Deep Red (aka Profondo Rosso ). If you're at all familiar with 20th Century horror films, or the disreputable genre known as giallo, you've undoubtedly heard Argento's name mentioned, even if you haven't seen his work ( Bird with the Crystal Plumage , Cat O'Nine Tails , Suspiria , Inferno , Tenebrae , Mother of Tears , Opera ). Deep Red is, by most accounts, the pinnacle--or at least one of the pinnacles--of the illustrious director's (lately uneve...