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America's crash






Good heavens.  
Is the cookie crumbling?

I don't know which is worse:


  1. Harvey Weinstein
  2. Charlie Sheen
  3. Donald Trump's disrespect for the office of the President

What would you choose?

They're all horrible [ ref tweet as @optioneerJM ].





Here starts the debate that will fuel a media frenzy churning around like the fiercest tornado or hurricane:  this one being online in social media.

Pull up your socks, flex your fingers, because there is no way there is any winner among the candidates.

My disclaimer:  I am a 56 year old gregarious mother of 4 children, 3 girls and a boy, ages 23 to 28.  When I add in my son-in-law, we have 3 boys a male dog = 4 compared to 4 gals.  We have to all agree on topics and set boundaries because as they grow older, they are more aware of what is going on around their world, not just in their immediate sphere.

My additional disclaimer:  I am Canadian.  3rd generation from both sides with both sets of parents married for over 50 years before the couple disintegrated by loss of one partner.  White, middle class, educated.  I spent 5 years living abroad in Europe while my father served in the Canadian Military.  My eyes were opened wide from a visit to a concentration camp, far more compelling than any museum, art gallery, church or castle [which all individually carry a lot of clout].

The biggest problem I have with Trump as President is the scandal rocking Hollywood first with Harvey Weinstein, and now Charlie Sheen.  

The only metaphor or image that keeps spinning in my mind, are depicting the media as Piranhas attacking their subject [certainly in this case not a victim, good gracious!]




 
This is a still from Piranha 3D - but real-life fish can be almost as terrifying Photo: Moviestore Collection / Rex Features

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