Tuesday, May 29, 2012
At the far end of the TV dial – in no man’s land on E Entertainment – I stumbled on “Mrs. Eastwood” last night.
For those of you who have been hiding under a rock, “Mrs. Eastwood” is the latest offering from the producers of reality television.
Eastman, of course, is a former news reporter who hooked up with squinty-eyed “Clint” (the actor best-known for a slew of spaghetti westerns) after crossing-paths with the popular star on a work assignment (she interviewed the star up-close-and-personal!) a few moons ago.
Now, Mrs. Eastwood is attempting a star-turn of her own (by association?) – but, in the final analysis – her (ho hum) boring show is nothing short of a worthless self-indulgent piece of crap.
Worse than that, Mrs. Eastwood sets a bad example for adult viewers (and their children) in homes across America.
For example, in a heart-to-heart with her daughter on last night’s segment, Mrs. Eastwood confides that because of her impoverished childhood she has become a hapless hoarder afraid to toss anything out.
“When I was a kid, my friends wore expensive Nike running shoes, but my mother couldn’t afford them.”
In response, her daughter tried her hand at a bit of amateur psychoanalysis to get to the crux of the problem.
“You can’t let go because of those memories,” she theorizes, in so many words.
“But, you’re not a poor little girl anymore.”
Clint has feathered a swell nest for her and the kids in a swanky upscale neighborhood.
At this juncture, she urges her mother to purge herself of all the possessions that are bogging her down, and tying her to a troubled past.
Then, in a burst of enthusiasm, she plucks up a old memento, and instructs Mrs. Eastwood to just toss it off the balcony!
Within minutes, the two are throwing perfectly good usable household items, expensive clothing, and fanciful collectibles over the railing and into the yard where they proceed to smash the items into smithereens and bury ‘em in the garden!
What’s wrong with this picture?
For starters, it’s obvious that the silly women are totally clueless about the environmental issues involved.
Pieces of metal and plastic should not be buried in the earth in a residential neighborhood, for starters.
Then, there is the issue of recycling.
If Mrs. Eastwood was inclined to toss out the items, the least she could do was either donate the possessions to Goodwill or a shop like Out-of-the-Closet (or some other worthy entity) or - in the alternative - hold a garage sale and pass on the funds to a Charitable organization of her choosing.
You know what they say:
One man's garbage is another man's treasure!
Their reprehensible actions underscored just how ignorant and wasteful the two of them are.
Gosh, I wonder what Mr. Eastwood thinks about all of this?
News at 11!
I wonder if there was any moisturizer in those throw-a-ways?
Clint could sure use some, eh?