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As Aunt Esther would say, the truth shall make you free! Now, Chaka Khan--and the late Whitney Houston (in heaven throwing some serious shade)--needs B&B to stop trying to co-op Chaka's signature hit, I'm Every Woman, and trying to make it apply to Hauxdilocks. Just, stop it. It's quite apparent that the Stuffy Forrester II Praise & Worship Half-Hour continues unabated. Never mind that this vapid creature is the vilest, most trifling, most stank ho bag who ever hoed. And, on a show where it's quite common for folks to keep it all in the family, that's quite an accomplishment. While your entire post is bow-down-and-worship epic, I had to respond to the part that I put in bold. I was reading this during my commute home last night via my phone and found myself nodding in agreement and murmuring. You described the type of woman that this show, in fact, had at it's inception. Her name was Elizabeth Logan née Henderson. You know, the woman who went to college, married a college graduate after her boyfriend broke her heart by sleeping with and allegedly impregnating the "most beautiful freshman on campus" (per Ridge during an argument with Stephanie). She was the young woman who did everything right and in its proper order except life for her was no crystal stair. After having four children, her ne'er do well husband deserted their family and had been gone for approximately seven years when the show premiered. Yet, she financially struggled in that modest house in Sherman Oaks, California (derisively referred to even now as the Valley). She worked long, arduous hours as a caterer and eventually went into business for herself. Her four children were well aware of how hard their mother worked and often discussed how they would help out. This was the same mother who insisted on preparing meals for her own family and had to be reminded by her son that all the children were old enough to cook for themselves. Beth's son, Storm, was putting himself through law school. Her oldest daughter, Brooke, was pursuing a chemistry degree and worked after school. Although Donna and Katie were still in high school, they each had jobs after school. Their house was so modest that the three girls shared a room. And, in all of that, Beth refused to badmouth her deserter husband to her children and would even express sympathy for him when Storm bitterly lashed out about the life his family should have had. That's the type of woman that should be celebrated--not this pampered, spoiled, and unduly worshiped sociopath that the writers want to convince the audience is a "heroine" for empowered women everywhere. Even Stephanie, during a very candid discussion with Ridge, indicated how much she admired Beth Logan for managing to keep a roof over her head while raising 4 children without a husband. That was, of course, before Beth became a romantic rival. It was also at a time when the show had a head writer, who wasn't afraid to pen strong women for either of his shows. It's beyond infuriating that in their haste to prop Hauxdi that the writers have totally discounted the show's own history. How fitting it would have been to have Brooke and/or Katie to put their hands on their hips, snap their necks, and their fingers and remind Sludge's grimy ass that, "Uh, uh--wait a minute. I [we] know you love your daughter, but don't get it twisted. She isn't doing a damn thing that my [our] own mother hasn't done! And, she did it without money, a husband, a great family name, or the other trappings of wealth!" So, I have to ask, what's next? A lifestyle blog or self-help book where Hauxdi kisses her own ass by telling working women everywhere that they, too, can have it all if they only work hard, keep their legs closed, and show up for jobs they had to actually compete for whenever they felt like it. Of course, in the real world, a non-entity like Hauxdi would have gotten dragged all over social media and elsewhere for her pretentiousness and tone deafness. I also have to laugh at the notion of Hauxdi "revamping" the bedroom line. Wake me when she becomes an innovator or creator--not someone piggybacking off of someone else's concept and acting as if she found a cure for cancer. And, correct me if I'm wrong, but isn't this the second fashion show that she has presided over where the "fashions" looked like something one could purchase from a mid-level department store at a red-dot sale (reductions made at the counter), or plucked out of some tragic little 50% off bin at a discount chain in a strip mall? I remember when this show used actual models who knew how to work the runway. I remember when Vivian was previewing Ridge's resort wear or swimwear collection in his office, and the models and the swimwear were gorgeous, with the show's score blaring from a boom box. Hell, we had better fashion shows when I was in high school that were staged by the Home Economics Dept., where we modeled the fashions we sewed with our own hands and sewing machines using McCall's, Butterick, and Vogue patterns.

I've seen them get dragged outside of the people on this board on social media and on sites like Media Matters, particularly when they were shamelessly shilling for Governor Christie during the whole "Bridge-gate" affair. Not only did they minimize the scandal, but mocked others who dared to bring it up while fawning all over the disgraced former governor. They played a huge role in turning their show into "Morning Drumpf" by giving that thing a platform every damn day. They couldn't even pretend to be unbiased after they visited him at the Tower of Doom in New York in September 2016. That's why it's somewhat comical the way they try to editorialize and play "we told you so" now when, in fact, they not only helped to make Drumpf happen, but Meek-a even tried to legitimize Malignia with a fluff interview. She was even waxing poetic about, and extolling the supposed "magazine cover looks" of the czarina and her consort, Jared, for weeks until the tides turned. Now, Meek-a wants to give Ivanka the Terrible advice from the comfort of a studio. Heffa, please. At turns, I find Joe and Meek-a shamelessly opportunistic, deliberately obtuse, tone deaf and disingenuous. I have disliked the way she allows (the operative word) him to treat her going all the way back to the 2012 presidential campaign, when he famously stuck his finger in her face and berated her on the air. That's why she has absolutely no credibility when she starts shilling her "Know Your Value" message, self-help book and conferences. Just, stop it. And, by now, everyone in the Western World and in outer space knows that Joe was in Congress at one time. Oh, and, of course, all those world leaders and D.C. politicians have him on speed dial to tell him what the real deal is. That's been a favorite shtick of his since the Obama Wonder Years, when these hidden figures allegedly told Joe that President Obama was "stupid," "inept," and "in way over his head"--something which Joe was more than happy to parrot. I've seen how much better this show can be when they aren't on it. Perfect example: This morning, Meek-a starts to read the headlines, and Joe is on the other side of the screen murmuring and interrupting her--with no push back from her whatsoever. It takes me totally out of whatever it is she was trying to convey and causes me to switch to my local news channel. I have my own question, too. In all seriousness, did Joe and other Republicans (especially men) grow up on the same block as a Mr. Pelosi? Did Mr. Pelosi's precocious and too-smart-for-her-own-good little girl, Nancy, steal their bicycles? The thinly veiled contempt they have for the woman is mystifying. The interview with O'Connor seemed okay initially. Anytime someone says, "I happen to like Nancy Pelosi," you know that the word "but" will soon follow. Joe didn't disappoint when he put O'Connor on the spot and started on this screed about Nancy Pelosi, the good people in Ohio, yada yada yada. Who knew that Nancy (not Chuck) would be such a big issue for the people in Ohio? I get that the question was a legitimate one when it comes to discussing Pelosi's leadership of the Democratic Caucus, but still.

Not to put too fine a point on it, but I wouldn't equate kissing someone under tons of rubble while believing that one was dying as "making out with" that person. Nice try though, writers. And, at least Lame confessed his "crime" to his hypersensitive wife who was merely waiting for a pretext to ride the soul pole. Meanwhile, Hauxdi would still be lying, denying and signifying today if she hadn't stupidly put that paternity test in her purse for Lame to find. It's like the chicken/egg argument with all of its what-aboutisms. Again, writers--nice try. Lord! The gaslighting is real! I just can't with this mess! Sludge and his daughter are the King and Queen of Projection and Lack of Self-Awareness. Isn't this akin to a frozen Eggo judging and lecturing a waffle made from an Aunt Jemima just-add-water-and-stir mix? Expecting Sludge to recount the number of times he's ping-ponged between wives and left entire families devastated would be too much like, right. This is also the same dude who, just last year, was kissing and dry-humping his father's wife in Eric's defiled guesthouse. I won't even touch on how a chick basically sold herself into a state concubinage purely out of spite and is now being propped as a "woman of power" who needs "protection" from her randy goat of a father-in-law. New style pimping. In the Year of our Lord 2018. Carry on!

BRAVA! I thought it was just me. How apropos that Bill put a dog collar on his latest acquisition: the loose booty hoe who has finally decided on a price. Bruh, wouldn't it have been cheaper to simply buy a dog? Oh, wait... Well, at least they're loyal (which Bill likes to spout off about) and will love you forever until you kick them around one time too many. Some folks here said months ago that Lame's dumb ass should have immediately retained the services of a good lawyer the moment his shitty wife couldn't be sure who her baby-daddy was. I don't know of too many men who would have stood there and allowed (the operative word) Bill to dictate how Kelly (whose name should have been Phoebe) would be raised while his baby mama stood by and let it happen. Instead, he stands there looking like a gigged frog. When Hauxdi starts spouting her "how I got done wrong" nonsense, Lame should have responded, "Father-fucker, please," or something like that. See, I don't mind Hauxdi being an uber bitch and embracing it; it's who and what she always was. But, this revisionist history that spouts from her surgically enhanced lips is simply mind-boggling. Please wake me when Lame fucks Taylor after getting all up his feelings and flouncing off in a rage because Hauxdi kissed another man when they believed they were dying. And, for all of her reading Lame's weak ass like a Hebrew Bible translated into English, all I could think was, "Y'all can say this; y'all can say that, but I still say that bitch ain't ALL THAT!" On another note, it fascinates me that Bill, Lame and Wyatt have allowed (the operative word) Hauxdi to basically destroy their family. Weren't all three of these motherfuckers basically propping up that piece of garbage last Thanksgiving? In front of everybody while she grinned and preened like her booty had an "S" and a red cape? Shouldn't it occur to one of them to remember all that praise and realize that maybe, hey--a bitch simply isn't worth it? And, since Hauxdi's memory is obviously quite faulty, shouldn't one of them remember that ALL of this shit started because she maliciously set out to destroy her own brother's relationship? I'm sorry. I just can't do it. No matter how good the show may seem now, I just can't do it because sooner or later, Bradley will find a way to fuck it up. Plus, that whack ass "cast photo" (or, is it cast-offs?) told me everything I needed to know. Nearly everyone seemed out of sorts and not placed properly. The show's two remaining original cast members should have been front and center. Instead, we get this so-called "leading lady" looking quite smug. As for that unkempt, pudgy slug called Sludge, all I can say is that whatever the merits of Brooke's unseemly advocating for a "Lope" reunion, if that jackass had spoken to my child that way and told me that he could speak to her anyway he'd like, he would STILL be looking for all 32 of his teeth on every continent! Either that, or I would have served him a bowl of soup with some finely crushed glass in it and would have been planning the funeral for next Saturday. As an added bonus, I would have specifically asked Gabriel Union to "play" me when my case was profiled on Snapped. This is one of those rare occasions when I miss Deacon, who undoubtedly would have gotten in that ass. For all of Sludge's waxing poetic about his "heartbreak," it just rings false to me. At the end of the day, this is what happens when one's slutty daughter is merely a surrogate in his ongoing dick-measuring contest against another man. If he truly had his daughter's best interests at heart, why would he want her with Lame? At all? Thomas and Dougie might as well have been figments of Sludge's imagination for all the thought and concern he has shown for either of them in the last year. I'm still waiting for Stuffy to remind dear old dad of the "daddy abandonment" issues that have never been addressed by either of her parents. But, I forgot. There were always "extenuating circumstances" when daddy pulled his disappearing acts, i.e. text messages, faked heart attacks that necessitated remarrying mom on Grandma Dynamite's "death bed" and other nonsense.

RuntheTable, I wish I could like your post a thousand times, and even then, it wouldn't be enough. Your post can be summed up as a Requiem for The Bold and the Beautiful as I knew it. That sound we heard, was the late great Bill Bell rolling over in his grave as both of his shows have been decimated. B&B is struggling through the death throes of mediocrity, piss-poor storytelling, stunt casting, endless and mindless triangles, and upending a show for the benefit of one or two people. My fears were confirmed when I read the Spoiler section and saw JMW's commentary about her upcoming storylines. Which, told me everything I needed to know--there will be NO break whatsoever from the Perils of Hauxdilocks. I just can't do this shit anymore. Even if JMW was the Bette Davis of Daytime, having her garner more screen time than many of her more talented costars is outrageous. My breaking point has come with this ridiculous narrative the "writers" keep pushing that Hauxdi is a "victim," has been manipulated by Bill, has been "abused" by Lame [yes, I saw a few of her stans make that ludicrous claim] and that she's a strong woman who "deserves better." The fuck she does. That feckless...bitch hasn't gotten a tenth of the Karma she so richly deserves. Seeing these writers put forth these kind of fruitless efforts is exhausting. The "betrayed wife" shtick simply doesn't work with this particular character. As far as I'm concerned, Hope could drop a sex tape of Lame doing it to her every which way but loose, and Hauxdi will NEVER be their "victim." Anyone who saw this trick fuck her father-in-law can't un-see it. She fucked him. All night long. Merrily. Barely washed her ass. Went home with Bill's stench still on her and renewed her vows to her cuckolded husband, who beat himself up for kissing Sally when he thought they were both dying. Couldn't be sure if she needed to contact Maury or not to have her sample sent to DNA Diagnostics Center. Would have kept on lying if Lame hadn't found the paternity test she was too stupid to throw away. As an added bonus, the "writers" decided to resurrect Taylor's corpse from whatever cave she was hanging upside down in. Why? To give Hauxdi yet more cover to claim she was being stalked and blackmailed by a predator--the same "predator" whom she can't seem to stay away from and whom she has yet to tell Lame has visited her numerous times. I'm also reminded that Hauxdi got this whole party started when she set out to destroy her brother's relationship with Sally. But, no one seems to know or care about that. So, I wish JMW luck, as this show is clearly hers now, as the other characters are merely there to prop whatever bullshit storyline they can come up with--that includes the 50-something-and-older characters who apparently have no lives of their own other than wringing their hands and wondering what poor, put upon Hauxdi will have to endure next. It's quite distressing to realize that Hope was only brought back as a foil to this pathetic blob of human feces. I won't even touch on Bill's unseemly obsession with this...thing. Lately, he looks like an aging pimp grooming the No. 1 ho in his stable, who has already agreed to her price now that he's sampled the goods. How ironic that another kiss by Lame sends Hauxdi into another tailspin, which she will use to justify hopping on Pop yet again. And, can we please stop with Bill dog-collaring favored folks with sword necklaces? Admittedly, I gave up the ghost when Brooke inexplicably took Ridge's grimy ass back. I simply can't watch her with him. Ever. And, you touched on something that has bugged about TK's interpretation of the role. He is NOT Ridge and never will be, and the character should have died when RM left. I don't care how many promotional tours TK and KKL do internationally to promote the pairing. As for the idiotic decision to bring on IR as Thorne when WH was always available, it has to be the most expensive casting blunder in daytime. He took the time to study for the role (unlike TK), particularly Thorne's history with Brooke. He and KKL passed their chemistry test with flying colors and then...nothing. They keep throwing nu-Thorne against the wall to see what will stick. I agree that both of these actors should have been brought on as non-Forrester characters to broaden the dating and marriage pool. Don't even get me started on the fact that every summer, the show becomes a jobs program for "reality" TV starruhs and runners-up. Why bring on these people no one cares about when there are legacy characters who could have easily been brought back? So, I will watch my B&B shows from the '80s and '90s to remind myself of a time when the show had a head writer who wasn't afraid to write for strong women; when the cast was beautiful; when there was BALANCE where no one character or family dominated and several stories could be told at once; when couples actually had chemistry and weren't thrown together just because they were evil or some other such nonsense; when meticulous attention was paid to the sets, clothing, jewelry, hairstyles, background music and scenery; and where the EP/HW wasn't afraid to drop a storyline that clearly wasn't working.

I'm reminded this morning of how much better this show can be without either of the co-hosts on it. Why was I NOT surprised that Joe reminded all and sundry of the Washington Post op-ed piece he wrote, demanding to basically know who and where are these people who call themselves Republicans these days. I even took the time to read the piece and as expected, he had to make it all about himself, i.e. incessant reminders of when he won his seat in Congress and his father's observations. Even in an op-ed piece, where he is ostensibly chiding those who have made the Republican Party into the Drumpf Cult of "Personality," he manages to make it all about himself. That is, when he studiously ignores the fact that he and Meek-a did more than their share to make Drumpf happen. It's all well and good to drag Drumpf because he looked weak, fat and pasty in front of a strong and robust-looking Putin. But, again--Joe and Meek-a had to have known how unfit and grossly incompetent Drumpf would ultimately prove to be. I was too through when yet again no one seemed to step to Joe and suggest that he NOT equate "the majority of Republicans" with the "majority of Americans" finding nothing wrong with Drumpf's shameful and treasonous blowjob to Putin on the world stage. Quiet as it's kept, they are NOT the majority of Americans and I'm getting really pissed to the highest of pissivity that he slips that in and no one bothers to correct him. If that was clarified, I missed it. All it does is give the illusion that Drumpf is more powerful in voters' minds than he actually is. Someone should also boldly point out to Joe when he goes on these "what happened to my party?!" rants that his idol, Ronald Reagan, got this party started decades ago when he excoriated the role of government in people's lives and fostered a mistrust and hate for it. Someone should also play clips of Joe speaking about President Obama's supposed fecklessness in international affairs--something that has been a right-wing talking point for years. The selective amnesia boggles the mind. Will anyone dare speak up to the host when he goes on these self-aggrandizing rants? Anyone? Ferris? Bueller? Bueller? Anyone?

Thank you! Neither the words "cowards" or "the possibility of an RNC hack" never seem to cross their lips during their exhausting analyses. While I enjoy George Will (never thought I would be saying that), after a while it becomes exhausting as they rehash the same mess over and over again. However, I nearly keeled over when it was suggested by one of the panel that some Republicans still hope to influence Drumpf. That's when I knew it was time to change the channel because surely no one can be this fucking stupid on our tax dime.

Not only is he a prissy little prick, but he is also fucking exhausting and the vilest of hypocrites. All this pontificating about Hillary. Every. Damn. Day. Yet, nary a peep, an acknowledgement, much less an apology, to the audience for his and Meek'a's roles in making Drumpf happen in the first place. Not to mention the near-daily drumbeat about her emails, her numerous crimes and misdemeanors, her failure and refusal to debase herself before Bill's wimmen (how dare she be mean to her husband's fuck mistresses?!), and her Goldman-Sachs speeches. It slays me that he and Meek-a now want to act brand new with their tsk-tsking and bitchy commentary. I don't know if its a lack of self-awareness or if Joe is overcompensating because he knows on so many levels that he fucked up by giving "his good friend" a platform on the show every morning.

I'm still trying to process the last few minutes of fuckery from last night. Just...DAYUMMMM! Desna's epithet: "Damn! Can a bitch catch a break? Just once?" Or, better yet: "Why me?" I knew she was headed for a fall after being simultaneously seduced by Dr. Love and the material "rewards" of being crazy Zlata's "lieutenant." I just didn't expect her eyes to be opened this soon and so drastically. As a woman, I don't know which would have been worse for me. Hearing my so-called man tell Zlata how much better she looks without makeup (if one likes the rode-hard-put-away-wet vibe; shallow, I know); catching him being sucked and fucked by my "friend"; or hearing them laughing at me and plotting behind my back. I was so upset for Desna, I was ready to cut a bitch on her behalf. I'm all for her playing it cool because she saw that crazy bitch shoot her own sister in the head with no regrets. I'm also reminded that Desna's happily ever after was quite simple at one time: she just wanted to get from under Uncle Daddy's thumb; to win a competition; and to open her own high-end shop. Oh, and to move into a big house. That she thought she found love (a doctor!) on a two-way street was the icing on the cake, but she lost in on a treacherous highway. At the rate things are going for her, she's going to end up in a big house alright except it will be at the taxpayers' expense.

Because I can put nothing past that unkempt, unsanitary looking fucker, it wouldn't surprise me if he had a recipe for his late mother's "specially brewed tea for inconvenient pregnancies by inconvenient wimmen" and invited Hope to take a few sips under the guise of being supportive. Since Brooke is acting off her rocker these days, perhaps she can grind up some glass into a fine powder, stir it into some gazpacho, feed it to Sludge and plan the funeral for next Saturday. Why does anyone countenance that creep to live much less listen to him wax poetic about marriage and intact families? I just can't with these people anymore. Between Robin Givens and her magically maleficent weave; the frozen breakfast waffle who's on some Jerry Springer/Maury Povich shit; Brooke sounding more demented each day because...babies; Bill acting as if he "victimized" the stupid slattern while failing to make amends to those whom he really hurt; and Sludge's grimy ass, I just can't stand it. Honorable mention goes to the slattern for whom this soap has been turned upside down in the last year. I have a question--just one. How does a Hostess Ho-Ho eating bitch, who brushes her teeth with Ho-Gate actually fix her mouth to question the paternity of someone else's baby and no one puts her ass on blast? Thank you in advance and I'll take your answer(s) off the air.

Yes, I picked up on that also. I took my husband on a quick cruise to Havana last month (he's always wanted to go there), and it's interesting seeing the city through the eyes of some of the people we met, particularly the younger generation who obviously weren't alive when the Revolution occurred. Touring Old Havana was like taking a step back in time, with the old cars and husks of buildings that are in varying stages of decay but remain untouched. What was also rather jarring was the State Dept. list of places that Americans are restricted from visiting or spending money because they are government owned or supported. When we went through Immigration and Customs there, it was a grim experience, and we had to exchange our money for Cuban currency at the terminal and back again after our visit was completed. Judy Reyes...WOW! She was simply breathtaking last night in conveying the depth of Anne's increasing resentment and pain. If I had her parents, I would take a toke everyday, and not for medicinal purposes either. I would bet dollars to donuts that the whole adoption agency thing with Arlene was part of a set-up. After all, it's what undercover cops do, i.e. gain the confidence of someone in an organization and cause that person to drop his or her guard, which makes it easier to infiltrate. I just don't think there was ever any real plan in place for Anne and Arlene to adopt. I'm afraid this isn't going to end well for neither Anne nor Desna. It was great seeing Sheryl Lee Ralph again! I know I'm aging myself but I remember her from the original Dreamgirls Broadway cast. Such an excellent actress. However, it was hilarious watching a woman of Jamaican descent trying to speak in a Haitian patois. My Jamaican mother-in-law would have had a fit! For some reason, many of the people from other Caribbean countries look down on Haitians. All in all, last night was a very solid show. The one fly in the ointment for me was the showrunners' insistence on trying to make Virginia happen. I have a visceral reaction, ranging from wanting to throw something to cursing at the top of my lungs, every time that chick opens her stupid mouth.

Right?! I had the pleasure of binge-watching on Amazon Prime this past weekend and sometimes I forget just how great and well-written this show really was. I also finally understood for the first time why the Carrie/Mr. Big relationship was so problematic for me. I used to blame him for stringing Carrie along and being uncommunicative. But, in retrospect, it seems that Mr. Big was always honest about where he stood and how he had to do things in his own time. That was usually after Carrie forced an issue such as her wanting him to tell her he loved her, that she was "the one" and insisting that he let her go to church with him and his "mommy." Carrie's motivations for her obsession with Mr. Big were summed up in episode 2 of the first season. When he enters the club after the fashion show, Carrie describes him as a major dreamboat and majorly out of her league. It seems that she spent the bulk of their on-again-off-again relationship trying to "prove" that she was beautiful enough, smart enough, classy enough and good enough to be with him. That was fucking exhausting to watch. From her understandable insecurity in that second episode when that beautiful model came over and subtly commanded Mr. Big's attention; to her anxieties about his ex-wife, which led to her stalking the woman; to her anxiousness to meet his mother and being crushed because "the woman [never] heard of [her]"; to her own admission that she hated how she was when she was with Mr. Big, with the poses and cute outfits; to her plotting to leave things at his apartment; to her obsessing about Mr. Big's immaculate apartment and her place in it (i.e. farting between his $500 sheets); to her never being certain how he really felt about her; and, of course, her obsession with and contempt for Natasha--her beautiful, elegant and younger counterpart. Any other man would have told Carrie to pound sound the moment he discovered that she had been stalking his ex. I also noticed that Carrie and Big had major communication issues, and it wasn't just because he was aloof and emotionally unavailable. He could be quite witty and charming, but he could clearly see when Carrie was plotting ("Why this sudden interest in meeting my mother?") and sometimes he called her out on her crazy behavior. It's interesting that that very nice young man she met in "The Freak Show," Ben, was not only appalled by her invading his privacy, but he had enough sense to end things right then and there.

Exactly! That's why I found this morning's tut-tutting and pearl clutching about poor Sarah missing a meal to be intellectually dishonest. The last time I checked, lying liars who lie every damn day isn't a protected class of people. Trying to claim this is a violation of of poor Sarah's "civil rights" is a bunch of bullshit, and it's infuriating how this shit just flies and is very seldom, if ever, challenged. All this talk regarding civility but meanwhile Sarah is rude, dismissive, obnoxious and stank to journalists who dare to ask the right questions. Every. Damn. Day. Asking someone to leave your establishment based on the content of her character--not her race, religion or anything else--is not a violation of civil rights. It's shunning, which can be quite powerful. I guess it would have been more "polite" if the waiter had taken the order and let her ass sit there for an hour and come back and boldly and loudly state that Sarah and her party had, indeed, been served their meal. Because...lies and damned lies. As for Joe, Meek-a and the rest of their clueless panel, I would like more discussion regarding how Sarah's fucking boss is using the power of his office to try to ruin a private business because poor Sarah got her precious little feelings hurt. Not to mention how both of them are using their government social media accounts to whine about a personal matter. I will give them credit for juxtaposing this discussion about Sarah and her fambly to their talking about "Pastor" Mike Huckabee and his racist tweet about Nancy Pelosi over the weekend.

Le sighhhhhh...the definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting a different result. How much further will these idiot writers go before they decide to give up the ghost on pushing their narrative that Stuffy is a victim? How many more characters have to be dragged through the garbage bin to prop this useless, vapid ho before Bradley finally gets it through his thick skull that Stuffy ain't all that and 5 bags of chips? Bill is despicable, but he didn't tell any lies when he read Lame and broke shit down for Stuffy. Not a one. Except, he's become such a cartoon villain that he has done everything "to poor Stuffy" except tying her simple ass to the railroad tracks 5 minutes before a speeding locomotive approaches, and stepping back long enough to twirl his mustache and laugh. Speaking of insanity, it's been hilarious watching people twist themselves into pretzels to drag Hope for daring to stand up for herself and basically asking a bitch, "How does it feel now?" Contrary to all the shrieking about that scene from Stuffy's defenders, there was nothing insane about that and frankly, I didn't know that this version of Hope had it in her. Meanwhile, all Stuffy could do was "look" astonished with that plastered-on animal pelt on her head. At least her grandmother went into her marriage knowing that she wasn't Eric's first choice and that he wouldn't have married her except for the fact that she was (unbeknownst to him) carrying Massimo's bastard. She even acknowledged as much during one of those uncomfortable conversations she and Eric had about their marriage. Meanwhile, this bitch here? Stuffy is in some serious denial about her lies, manipulations and trick bag. Speaking of which, will someone please remind that silly bitch, Taylor, that Stuffy is the architect of her own marital problems? And, while they're at it, perhaps someone could also hip Taylor to the fact that Ridge dumped her ass like a sack of soggy potatoes because of her lies and her hypocrisy. All of this Bill-and-Brooke-are-victimizing-my-child bullshit could end tomorrow if Taylor womaned up, hired a team of lawyers along with a forensic psychologist and negotiate the conditions under which she would turn herself in to the police. She could plead temporary insanity and everyone would believe it. But, evidently, it's more important to her to keep this drama going and blame Brooke, Bill, Hope, Lotty, Dotty and everybody--anybody except the child who was poised to fuck Bill in her childhood bedroom if "mama bear" hadn't walked in on them. As for papa bear, how is it possible that even with a haircut, he still manages to look unkempt and grimy? And, yes. That poorly choreographed and predictable fall was telegraphed a mile away. I am very disappointed that Hope is caught up in this mess yet again. But, given Bradley's penchant for recycling, even if Hope was allowed to move on to someone far more worthy of her, Lame would have found a way to fuck it up for her, by casting aspersions on the new man in her life and otherwise undermining the relationship. As an added bonus, he would hold out hope [pun intended] that they will be together again "some day." Meanwhile, he gets to shag his simple ass to the cliff house and play happy family with his slippery slag wife and their doomed child. The sad thing is that just like her mother before her, Hope will let him. Oh, and RuntheTable--I read that spoiler against my better judgment and now I'm ready to cut a bitch.

Well, Bill was kind of that "romance" guy when he was with Brooke, but evidently the past 5 years were only a figment of our overactive and feverish imaginations. I agree with with whomever upthread suggested that Hope should have returned home with an Italian hunk like Damien on her arm. I believe that this would have made this clusterfuck more palatable. I can't get invested in this mess because I already know that Hope is going to get set up as the heavy because the propping of Hauxdilocks continues unabated. That rank bitch and her ongoing perils--including "Leffy"--are nothing but cancers that have metastasized and have eaten this entire show. And, yet the ratings continue to fall and the EP/HW doubles down on the fuckery because he has to be "right." What he refuses to acknowledge is that Hauxdilocks just isn't a sympathetic or likable character. Period. So, now the skank has to be "blackmailed" into giving up her tail? Yeah, right. Even Stevie Wonder and the late Ray Charles can see how this shit is going to go. We wuz robbed, indeed! That's why I frankly prefer that they leave social issues alone. Just don't. Brad and his team of hacks had better not even come near the #MeToo Movement! We've already seen how sexual assaults are used on this show--not to empower women, but to further "romances" and to reward the rapists. Anyone looking at the dreck that is currently penned for Brooke or any of the women on this show could not possibly believe that these woman are empowered. Brooke claims that Sludge has "changed." Changed what exactly? His skidmarked underwear perhaps? The only reason he brought Hope back was to impress Brooke (and she foolishly bought it) and now his true feelings are shown. I won't even touch on the lessons on how to be a good husband from an unkempt lout who was just dry-humping and kissing his stepmother last summer. But, I digress. The issue of HIV-AIDS has been haphazardly handled, including Amber sleeping with both Rick and Raymond. Funny how the specter of HIV-AIDS only reared its head when the girl from the trailer park slept with two guys. Yet, nearly every character on canvas has played musical beds at any given time. Tony's HIV storyline was replete with offensive stereotypes and the audience has been left to take it for granted that Tony has been living a healthy and fulfilling life with HIV for well over a decade. Maya's transgender storyline was handled like an ABC Afterschool Special, with reminders thrown in here and there that she couldn't birth no babies, but no other real storyline for her and Rick. They can't even write KM's pregnancy into whatever storyline they could have had for her and Rick because of the "shock and awe" storyline penned for Maya a few years ago.

I was trying to figure out what was going on here especially when several people were gushing about it elsewhere. I thought maybe it was either my eyesight or my instinctive dislike of the character being transferred to her overexposed portrayer. But, nope! I eyes have not deceived me! She looks like a blue tulle nightmare in that dress.

As far as I'm concerned, Ms. Wolf was a lot more kinder than I would have been on any given day. Imma just put it out there. Sarah Huckersterbee Slanders is what happens when a basic ass bitch is elevated beyond his or her actual abilities and aptitude. Real talk and it's been the elephant in the room for a long time. Missing in all the hypocritical and hyper-critical pearl clutching is Ms. Wolf's closing remark: Flint still has NO clean water! Now, if Joe, Meek-a and the rest of their fellow journalists are more butt hurt about a lying liar who lies being called out on her willingness to lie every damn day than they are about American citizens without drinkable water for more than 3 years after the fact, then they need to reexamine their lives and values. Bloviating Joe and Meek-a must have stayed up half the night trying to come up with visuals to justify their faux outrage. Let's just call a spade a spade. The fact that their affair worked out for them and their role in normalizing Drumpf. They and their fellow journalists want to have it both ways, as Ms. Wolf, pointed out. They cover and work overtime to normalize a racist POS and his mis-administration but then happily profit from the revenue his vulgarity rakes in. Meanwhile, this same "president" and his defenders--including Ms. Slanders--have openly reviled, insulted, attacked and smeared journalists--some of whom have been the targets of death threats. And, Meek-a, please spare me this "attacking a wife and mother" bullshit. Try directing your outrage for the wives and mothers who still can't drink, bathe, or cook with the water/sludge that runs from their taps in Flint, Michigan. Nor, do you and your so-called man get a pass for your own juvenile antics when discussing Drumpf and his mental health issues. They not only happily allowed Drupmf a/k/a John Barron to call into their show every morning and were heard on an open mic agreeing to only ask softball questions, they also prostituted themselves in the hope of having access to him.

Chile...I'm still picking myself up off the floor from Stuffy's demand that Lame be given his space. This chick's lack of self-awareness is simply off the charts, but I can see that the Teflon-coated, self-serving turd didn't fall far from the hypocritical asshole who sired her or her quack mother. Please raise your hand if you feel a tad sorry for Stuffy. Oh, wait...Karma is a bitch, isn't it, and Stuffy is long overdue for some. Um, Stuffy, if your man kisses you and all he can see is the image of you and his father fucking merrily, then the problem isn't Hope or anyone else. Look in the mirror, Boo, and pray that it doesn't crack like your face. I must say that I share everyone else's distress and disgust that this regurgitated Triangle of Doom has eaten this show yet again. Bill should have been shot last year when his lies and schemes were exposed, but I can see now that this shooting is yet another element to this messiness. Brooke should have never remarried her rapist (who just decided to reacquaint himself with a comb and other grooming products). But, instead of addressing the real issues that make him a less-than-desirable partner, we're supposed to sit on pins and needles waiting for this ratings-killing shit to implode because of the ToD. Don't even get me started on the anticipation from some for a renewed Brooke and Taylor rivalry as they battle each other over their grown ass daughters and a piece of limp french toast like Lame. What mother, in her right, natural mind, would want Lame for her daughter? Triangles of doom that dominate storylines for months to come...groundbreaking! I remember when the late Bill Bell could write 2 or 3 active stories at the same time so that the wealth was shared. The Forresters, Logans, Spencers and Spectras had their own issues and family dynamics separate and apart from whatever the main storyline that had fans tuning in. No one family or character dominated the show at the expense of everyone else. Even when there was a big storyline such as the Queen Mary fashion show, several storylines and characters intersected in a way that kept them unique. It's criminal to see the number of young women who have been sidelined just to prop Stuffy. Hope, of course, will be set up as the punching bag if Stuffy drops that load and something happens to her band-aid baby. Having the varsity team of vets, who are now taking sides in this mess to bolster the junior varsity squad is beyond ridiculous. Even Taylor, who has been MIA for several momentous occasions, is brought forth from her crypt to support this mess.

First, I just want to say how grateful that I am to come here and enjoy everyone's snark. It is also gratifying to know that I am not the only person in the civilized world who hasn't fallen prostrate on her knees to thank the soap gods for bringing back the Crypt Mistress (a/k/a "the Queen of B&B" according to some). It takes every ounce of self-control I have not to allow my fingers to do the walking across my keyboard when one of HT/Taylor's fans wax poetic about her beauty and talent. Imma just go ahead and ask the question that has been plaguing me ever since the writers started penning storylines solely for Hauxdilocks. How did a show supposedly about bold and beautiful people turn into something that resembles the Creature Feature movies that aired on my local TV station on Saturday afternoons when I was a kid? What does HT see when she looks in the mirror? Whatever doctor(s) did this to her face and accepted money for it needs to be arrested and stripped of their license(s). How DD managed to get through those scenes and not faint from fear or collapse into a fit of laughter is beyond me--especially if TIIC are attempting to chem test him with HT. As if the mummification of HT wasn't bad enough, her attempts to act are even more lamentable. It's bad enough that the EP/HW acts as if JMW is the Bette Davis of Daytime, but this is soooo...dreadful. Kudos to evil, mustache-twirling brain dead 50-Cent Bill for putting this HIV--hoe impersonating a virgin--on blast for not only her questionable parenting, but also for pointing out that she's bedded several generations of Forrester and Logan men. He ain't lying! If Stuffy or her defenders ever dare to reproach Brooke with that old saw about keeping it in the family, Brooke could realistically reply, "Your mama!" The "Bill is in love with you" throwaway line is the writers' way of reminding the audience that this is supposed to be Bill's raison d'être for every shitty, destructive thing he has done in the last few months. Okay, show. Never mind the putrid stench of the dreck they have been writing and airing for months. Never mind that no sane man (oh, wait...) would chase after such a thirsty, basic-ass bitch. Hard to believe that a year ago, Brill had gotten married and that Quidge was simmering just beneath the service, and this show seemed to be rocking on all cylinders. Meanwhile, I hear that JY (who plays a legacy character) has been bumped to recurring status. Although JY put out a gracious message indicating that he is filming a Lifetime movie, it seems to me that if a character isn't fucking Stuffy, isn't plotting to fuck her, isn't worshiping her, or isn't propping her in some other way, then there's no room for that person on the show anymore.

This mess has been nothing but a series of Hail Mary's from jump, each increasingly more desperate than the last. Those Hail Mary's should be called Hell NO's instead. The last thing this show needed was another Stuffy sycophant. I've lost track of the number of characters and storylines that have been thrown under the bus, thoroughly trashed and outright obliterated when the writers stopped writing for everyone else and devoted their "talents" to writing solely for the Thirsty Patron Saint of Loose Booties. Like, how in the ever loving fuck do you manage to make the Katrashians look klassy? Yet, Stuffy has managed to do just that. If these clowns masquerading as writers are desperate, then they have no one to blame but themselves. So, the Swill "love story" didn't quite pan out the way they expected and after hedging their bets for months, they are now taking the approach of throwing a plate of spaghetti against the wall to see what will stick. I'm also sick of the sexual assault trope being used to disguise the fact that Stuffy willingly, happily, and joyfully fulfilled a deep-seated desire of hers. And, no amount of newfound devotion to Lame will change that. Lame desperately needed that ride and die devotion when Stuffy and Bill were trashing him behind his back in the weeks leading up to their defiling poor Eric's guesthouse. I would also venture to guess that the primary reason Stuffy has all this wifely devotion now is because she knows there's another woman in the picture--the woman whom she bullied, harassed and manipulated for years to get her Cracker Jacks prize. The sexual assault claims also anger me to the point where I nearly go into a blackout rage because these are the same writers (particularly Bradley) who have rewarded a known rapist--RIDGE--for years through manipulative writing and "alternative facts." It is outrageous to hear Ridge repeatedly accuse someone else of rape--a tactic his grimy ass resorted to after stalking Brooke for weeks while she was engaged to Nick. It's just as insulting to hear his ex-wife, Dr. Demento, mouthing the same nonsense when she all but taunted Brooke to her face after Ridge confided to her that he had sex with Brooke without her consent. I could only get behind this mess if I knew that the end game was for Dr. Demento to take her unkempt ex-husband and her hot-in-the-ass daughter and the three of them got the fuck out of town. The writers simply don't get it because they don't watch the same show the viewers do. They apparently see a Twilight Zone version where Stuffy is the most beautiful, kindest, warmest and most wonderful trick in shoe leather. They've yet to grasp that the more the writers continue to shove Stuffy down viewers' throats as this poor, put upon heroine, the more reviled she becomes. She may have stans all over Twitter, but it's not translating into more viewers. I love the vets, particularly B&B's two remaining original cast members. However, the health of this show depends on building a younger generation that would compel viewers to want to tune in especially when KKL or JM go on hiatus to pursue their other projects. JMW/Stuffy ain't it, Emmy nomination be damned.

I'm still floored myself, MightySparrow. I had hoped against hope [no pun intended] that HT's return to social media a few weeks ago, including exhortations to her devoted fanbase, was merely a coincidence. Now, I know it was her own way of telegraphing that she was returning to the show. Apparently, some of the same fans who acted as if she was Moses parting the Red Sea are pissed to the highest of pissivity because they think Taylor is being thrown under the bus to prop "Leffy." Um, no. She's actually there to prop her skanky, predatory daughter, along with her ex-husband who hasn't had one thought about her since TK took over the role. Both of these duplicitous, hypocritical nimrods know that their daughter showed them years ago that she wasn't above chasing after married men, taunting their wives and resorting to blackmail to get what she wanted. How do they think she got those shares for the fambly? And, because I'm "that bitch" today, I don't understand why Swill fans are in an uproar about their couple being "ruined." Ruined how? I'm sorry, but that vomit-inducing pairing was ruined the day after their heroine woke up next to her partner in skankery and reacted like the girl who got drunk at a frat party the night before and woke up in the wrong guy's bed the next day. How could anyone forget the collective disgust throughout social media (including the show's own social media sites) when folks realized that Stuffy renewed her vows to Lame barely hours after she and her FIL rutted like a couple of pigs in a trough? Hell, we weren't even sure if she washed properly! The rest of whatever Swill had going were plot-driven contrivances complete with a heavy dose of rewritten history. This mess was never going to work especially when viewers still have 5 years of receipts of the relationship that Bill wantonly threw away and the writers have him liberally "borrowing" dialogue from that relationship and using it to prop Stuffy/Swill. Now, folks are all upset because of the Dark Knight's current manipulations and possible blackmail. All I can say is that if you've invested in this dead-on-arrival relationship and feel cheated, stand the fuck in line behind those of us whom the writers spent 5 years cultivating and then ultimately gave the middle finger. As for Taylor's current state of mind (such as it is), I believe Taylor had her psychotic break years ago when she foolishly chose to marry Nick, knowing that the man still loved Brooke--something that she should have discovered during their therapy sessions. Oh, wait...Her descent into madness was cemented when she threw it in Brooke's face about being with Rick, telling her "arch nemesis" (TM Stuffy) that Rick was the one man that Brooke couldn't take from her. I never saw Dr. Quack, Asinine Woman as a sane person ever again after that. Now, here she is waving a gun at her daughter's partner in skankery and claiming that Stuffy lost everything. Um, sweetie--you ain't built like that. And, what, exactly did that bitch lose? She still has a roof over her head; clothes on her back; money in the bank (although I'm hard pressed to recall if she works); and the love, adoration and respect of folks that she shitted on numerous times. There's no Scarlet "A" sewn into her clothing. No one's threatening to stone her to death. And, she sure as hell hasn't been ostracized. And, not to worry. She'll end up with Lame thanks to her cement baby. CountryGirl, as usual, you are spot on and thank you so much for producing the receipts for that 2017 Stuffy Is a Ho Sale, with no apparent discounts. As usual, the writers are being heavy handed in their manipulative writing to convince all and sundry that their heroine merely fell on the dick that fateful night when the audience knows that that is not what happened. Even Swill shippers were excited about the obvious chem test and clues that the writers were forecasting after Brill returned from their honeymoon. Call me crazy because I'm still trying to understand how someone is credited with bringing the Spencer family back together with a pair of open legs.

I'm glad somebody said it outside of us. When asking if Comey's words reflect self-interest over national interest, Joe might want to look in the mirror and ask himself the same thing. There sure as hell was no concern whatsoever for national interests when he and Meek-a were overtly shilling for Drumpf during the campaign while dumping on Hillary at every opportunity. But, of course, their self-interest overruled any of their Joe-come-lately common sense moments. Several of us wondered if something happened when they visited the Tower of Doom in September 2016 because their coverage of Drumpf was sycophantic at best, and worshipful at worst. I even wondered at the time if they were auditioning for the future Drumpf TV that Jared the Brain Dead was shopping. After all, no one close to Drumpf--not even Drumpf--expected him to win and they were actively looking for their next gig. I don't EVER want to hear the words "emails" or "Goldman Sachs" coming out of Joe and Meek-a's mouths ever again. And, why does Joe keep getting away with the ridiculous claim that President Obama was "divisive?" "Divisive" to whom? And, how? It's ridiculous that no one on that panel challenges Joe when he makes this ludicrous claim.

Oh, no she didn't?! Um, Meek-a, if you want to thank somebody for helping to elect Mr. Drumpf, I would strongly suggest that you look in the mirror and then look into the squinty eyes of your future huzzzbend. I would contend that the two of you did just as much--if not more--that anyone to help get that squatter into the Alt-White House. This woman's lack of self-awareness...it simply boggles the mind!

WORD! If I had a thousand tongues, it wouldn't be enough to thank you for pointing out what has been bothering me about nuThorne for some time. As someone noted elsewhere, the hiring of IR to play a legacy character, while dissing the other actor who was always available, will go down as the biggest and most expensive stunt casting blunder in soap history. Like you, I wonder what the point of all this was--other than a desperately needed ratings boost when the Swill boink flopped during November sweeps. The show has yet to recover and has consistently placed third or last place in those all-important demos for women of a certain age. Despite the carrying-on by some pretty aggressive Twitter stans, it's clear that JMW/Stuffy and her Perils of Pauline storyline does not have what it takes to increase the show's ratings. But, I digress. After all that fanfare, and heavy press heralding the arrival of IR as if he were the Second Coming, this has been a complete and utter disaster. Of course, none of this is the actor's fault. I place that squarely at the feet of the idiot in charge, who knows he will never lose his job no matter how much he fucks up. The highlight of nuThorne's tenure so far has been his knocking Sludge on his grimy ass. After that, it's been all downhill and in such a short time. And, speaking of stunt casting, here we go again. So, now the remaining viewers who bother to tune in will be treated to a repeat of the Triangle of Doom II. Rebound chick, Stuffy, can't get the man she wants so the heavy duty reinforcements have to fly in, this time in the form of the mother who apparently wasn't contacted when her ex-husband and son were fighting over some flighty child name Caroline and a baby named Dougie. She couldn't be brought in for that storyline, but she's back to bolster Stuffy's. Un-fucking-believable. Nor, am I here for yet one more person raking Bill over the coals for allegedly taking advantage of a daughter whose booty is looser than Jell-O. Cha, cha, cha, indeed. So, Taylor recognizes predatory behavior when she sees it? Good. Because it should be quite obvious that she should be giving the side eye to the child she gave birth to, but I guess that would be too much like, right. Did this avenging angel forget that she walked in on her precious daughter and Bill getting ready to do the deed in her house? Or, did we all just imagine that, along with the mass hallucination of Stuffy eye-fucking Bill for weeks; allowing him to repeatedly disrespect her husband; and letting the serpent into her rotted garden of weeds? If I had any advice for Hope, it's this. Baby--walk away and don't look back. Right now while there is still time. Lame ain't worth it because he's too weak and stupid to live. Nor, is it worth it to have Lottie, Dotty and everybody all up in your face acting like you're the Whore of Babylon while the belly-rubbing skank, who got this party started is treated like some poor, put upon Pauline. Yes, Stuffy pretty much stole your life, but please remember that Lame was an active participant in that theft. Life is way too short for this shit. If you want waffles that badly, just go to Williams Sonoma and buy a Cuisinart waffle iron or just go to the freezer section of your local grocery store. And, ask your mother to be candid with you about how that back-and-forth shit works with a known waffle man. Then, ask yourself is that the life you really want. Again--Lame ain't worth it.

I suspect that because Ridge was so horribly miscast that it's easy for Brad & Co. to pretend that Tridge wasn't a huge thing a long time ago. In fact, they were so huge that they were married for several years and had problems outside of the original Triangle of Doom that went on way too long. So, Steffy, the Misunderstood Slattern With the Open Leg Policy has yet another cheerleader to excuse away her trifling and shitty behavior. WHOOPEE! I just can't... I wish I could say that I was surprised, but HT has been telegraphing this ever since she returned to social media a few short weeks ago. That chick could never keep a secret when it comes to upcoming storylines.