Spicer, at 45 years of age, is no neophyte. He has served as press secretary to four Republican Congressmen. In short, he should know better. At a minimum, he should have known that he'd have about as much chance controlling his own destiny in a twitter-mad Trump White House as did those monkeys the Americans used to send into space to test the Mercury space capsules. Meaning none.
For the first time in forever, I actually felt good about my television show choices in 2015/16 considering I recognized seventy per cent of the faces that graced my TV screen with their presence while watching the Emmys. There were a couple of shockers, but the show was pretty predictable for the most part. Allow me to take you through the hits and misses of the night.
The "big tent" factor of both American parties and the constraints of the "winner-take-all" presidency makes for some particularly strange bedfellows. But is the two-party system under attack this election cycle? It certainly seems so -- and it could well be to Secretary Hillary Clinton's advantage.
The fact is that these skits, commercials and musical performances have been there for many of us, our entire lives. Saturday Night Live, in its various mutations, has run parallel to all of our life changes. It represents a constant in this world of disposable stars and deplorable excuses for what we call "entertainment."
People are literally always trying to date me (that's a lie). So, I thought I would just streamline the whole process and give everyone a few tips and tricks on how to deal, play along, keep up, and woo that special little comedy nerd in your life. Follow these how to's and you wont just be sitting front row at your close friend's shitty improv show, you'll be sitting front row at your girlfriend's shitty improv show.
You're a good person. I can tell this about you already. You're kind to your neighbours and the people you work with say nice things about you when you're not around. This isn't about you. It's about the type of person that ruins your day by sucking the life out of a conversation, sucking the enthusiasm out of a room, and just plain sucking.
There is a trend or idea or general genre of the female singer-songwriter who somehow has to shrivel to remain sincere. This floppy prospector hat wearing type who whispers her feelings to you while maintaining a little pout. If all you have to say is you are mad at your boyfriend and your Etsy store is tanking then cool. Just get away from me and make a new Tumblr about it.