Author: jill
•10:11 AM
He is vile and without morals. He sees women as physical conquests ... he loves their bodies before he knows their minds. Sometimes before he even knows their names. He is sexist and lazy and has absolutely no self control. He is the opposite of every characteristic I look for in a man.

And yet, I cannot get enough of Hank Moody. Plus, I would totally hang out with him.

Why would I love a guy who lacks morals and would f-ck anyone, anywhere? Even if it meant losing the one person he truly has a (love) connection with. Now my mother would say, "Is it necessary to use such a vile and offensive word?" And I would have to tell her that "yes, yes it is" because that is what sex is to Hank ... an act, without emotion most times.

Now, I ask you why would I want to be involved with a guy like that?

Do you watch Californication? You should. It is well-written. It is current. It is very funny. And, it is hot.

Jones notes (to get you caught up): Hank Moody is a writer, with one work of creative genius that has made him famous in the literary/artsy world of Hollywood. He has an ex-wife that he loves from his soul and a teenage daughter that he is trying to raise. And if there is trouble within a five mile radius, it will find Hank Moody. Especially, if there is s-e-x involved.

But it brings me back to the question of what makes me want to watch Hank Moody? I mean, there are many women out there who would watch three minutes of his bullshit and wonder what is wrong with me. Me? I cannot wait for the next episode.

I have been an avid fan since the first season. In fact, it was the one television show that I made a real effort to watch ... skipping unimportant paragraphs in unsuspecting little girls' bedtime stories, halting adult conversations, ignoring e-mails because I had to watch Californication at 9pm Monday nights. And when it was all finished after just thirty minutes, I longed for the next thirty minutes.

However, when the third season premiered - almost a year ago now - I was not interested in watching television. In fact, I didn't watch any television. Ever. I was in a place of self-discovery, finding my love of writing and my evenings were spend with a laptop. So, I missed the whole season. But I didn't forget about the show.

The other night, after a very long day of trying to entertain three children, the only thing my brain could handle was just good ol' fashioned entertainment.

Like Hank Moody.

But you cannot just watch one episode and think that you won't care about watching the next one. So, over the course of a weekend, I watched the entire third season of Californication ... please, I beg you to watch this show. It is so entertaining. And you should not love Hank; but seriously, how can you not love Hank?

David Duchovny. Did you watch him as Agent Fox Mulder on The X-Files? Was his name Fox because he is a fox? I'll have to leave that up to you ... but there is some undefined quality about David Duchovny that makes me want to know more about him ... so I googled and clicked  a few times.

Guess what? David Duchovny studied English Literature at Princeton; then he went on to get his Masters in English Lit at Yale, and he has partially finished his PhD. In English Literature ...

I knew there was a reason I love like him.

But, Duchovny has had his share of personal problems. If you follow all the gossip, you know that he checked himself into a rehab facility for sex addiciton in August 2008. It was at this point that things became clear to me. Perhaps some of Hank's escapades were based on actual events in Duchovny's life. Not that he could/would ever admit to it. Or perhaps, Duchovny could just really relate to Hank Moody ... which makes for excellent "interpretataion" art. Whatever the reason, Duchovny makes Hank Moody who he is.

And of course, I'm pretty sure I could help him to become the person that he really is deep down in his soul. Because  that's the thing ... Hank Moody is a really good person. It's just that he makes some really stupid decisions. Decisions that are going to get him into some deep trouble ...

Unfortunately, the new season of Californication does not start until January 2011. Very disappointing for the die-hards, like me. But it does mean that you have lots of time to get caught up ... go to Blockbuster and check it out.

Maybe the reason that I love about Hank Moody so much is that I want to see him become the man that he is capable of becoming. To realize his potential. I want to watch him grow up ... finally.

Do you?
 

Author: jill
•12:50 PM
I told the court about a political cartoon I'd seen several days before. It showed a child watching television - the Simpson trial.
"What's the forbidden N-word, Mommy?" asked the little girl.
The mother answered, "Nicole."
                  - Marcia Clark, in her closing argument for
                           People vs. Orenthal J. Simpson

It seems as though I have been transported back in time ... to June 1994. All the names are familiar, some I will never forget. It is beginning of what would become known as the Trial of the Century.

Did you watch the OJ Simpson trial on television? I am a law junkie ... you know this already if you are a regular reader of this blog. Of course, I watched it. I watched as much of it as I possibly could. I hungered for more, hanging on every legal phrase and making my own interpretations - which, in all honesty, sounded more like the ranting of a teenage girl than an adult who had recently graduated from University.

"Oh my God ... he is totally sedated. Look at him ... he can hardly keep his eyes open. I bet that lady is smart, but her hair has got to go."

In June of 1994, I was unemployed. Jonesy and I had only been married a couple of months, and had moved into an apartment in the small town where he worked as a Loans Officer for a Bank. We didn't know anyone in town except the old ladies at the Bank, so I didn't have any friends close-by; and I was searching for a job. By that point, I had that frantic feeling that I would never find a job and was destined to do nothing with my life.

If only I could have had the Internet with a blog to write ...

So, without any real purpose in my life, I became an OJ Trial junkie. I watched as much of it as I could. In fact, I think it was the only time in my whole life that I actually enjoyed doing the laundry. Because ... I had to fold the clean clothes somewhere so it might as well be in front of the television, right? And, I am also sure that Jonesy's dress shirts have never been ironed with the precision of detail as they were in those first few weeks during the preliminary hearings of the Simpson Trial.

I have been rivetted this last week while reading, Without a Doubt by Marcia Clark. It is her account of the Trial of the Century, and she holds nothing back. She tells it like it was ... or, how it was for her anyhow. It takes her almost five hundred pages to unload and she doesn't spare any details or anyone's feelings. She describes what was happening behind the scenes on the Prosecution Team and she thoroughly lays out the evidence against OJ.

You know, I wanted to like Marcia Clark. I really did. But she is not a warm and fuzzy person, and to me, she seemed emotionally void and unavailable. That is quite an opinion, considering that I have never spoken to the woman. But I say these things to make a point. When I wrote about The Tipping Point by Malcolm Gladwell, I described the three personalities that are needed to create an epidemic - think of OJ's guilt as the epidemic that needed to be spread. Click here for a refresher. Marcia Clark knew the evidence against OJ better than anyone. She could explain the DNA findings, the timeline, the players, the motive, the law. She is a wealth of information with regards to this case. What Ms. Clark is not ... is a salesman. Remember that a salesman is a person with an indefinable quality that draws others to him/her. They are "cool" and have a contagious energy. They are charasmatic. Marcia Clark does not have that indescribable quality that makes a salesman. She is really smart, and she knows the law but she is not full of charisma. I am sure that she is a super nice person, however, on television I just could not connect with her. And, I think she had the same problem with the jury. They just didn't relate to her ... not because of the colour of her skin or her changing hairstyles or because she was a woman. Just of because of who she is - it's just her.

Marcia Clark has not had a fairytale life. She describes her crumbling down home, leaking more with each rainstorm. She filed for divorce the same week as the Simpson-Goldman murders, and her ex-husband sued for custody of her little boys during the middle of the Trial. She was sexually assaulted as a teenager, and she was in a violent relationship herself as a young adult. And as she was growing up, her family moved around a lot because of her father's job. Just as the family would get comfortable, and friends were made, they would have to pick up again and start over in a new town. I have not written about this before, but I have been noticing a trend. It seems that people who move around a lot as children have a difficult time establishing lasting friendships and/or relationships. I'll have to look into this topic more sometime...

The one thing that Marcia Clark and I do have in common is the love for our children. She is absolutely crazy for her little boys ... just like all moms. She describes how much she wanted a baby and her struggle to get pregnant. And then, once she was pregnant, she revelled in her growing tummy. She wrote as though she were a giddy school girl as she reminisced about that time in her life. It was very sweet.

If we could have seen that side of Marcia during the trial, I think that she would have been more revered by all as a hero. She is funny at times, remarkably empathetic (toward the victim's families), as well as extremely knowledgable and confident. Plus, she swears like a f*cking trucker - which I f*cking LOVE!! I wish that we could have known this Marcia but instead, we just saw a cold woman who sometimes came across as though she didn't care whether we liked her or not. She didn't wear her heart on her sleeve.

Let me just add one thought ... I do not think that it is important to do things just so that people will like you. I hope you know me better than that by now. However, when you are playing at the level of the Simpson trial, you do need to play the game a little bit. A little politic-ing (is that word?), make nice with the Press. I don't recall the Prosecution taking their outrage to the Press/Public in the same way that the Defence did. I wanted to see Marcia Clark flabbergasted by some of the Judge's decisions and perhaps, make a couple of jokes. You know, be a person with an actual personality. Because that is how you get to know someone; and if you know the person, you tend to understand what it is they are trying to tell you. You trust them; you "get" them. This case was tried in the Press and you remember the power of the Press, right?
I will say, though ... Marcia Clark is a trooper. I have got to give her credit for the show of strength that she managed to put on every day. After reading the book, you will understand that she was literally falling apart, trying to function on three and four hours of sleep a night until her body would just collapse in exhaustion. There are times where she was reduced to tears in her office - and I don't think the tears had anything to do with being a woman, I think they had to do with a lack of sleep and a high level of stress. You know what I'm talking about, right ladies? Sometimes that release of emotion can solve all the problems of the world. For me, anyhow. The stress that poor woman was subjected to must have shortened her life span by three to five years. You cannot live under that kind of stress for an extended period of time without it impacting on your physical and mental self. This I know from experience.

I would love to lay out all the evidence against OJ ... because it is so overwhelming. You would be left without any doubt of his guilt. But Marcia does detail all the evidence and it is truly incredible. If you are interested in the specifics of the case, I would suggest that you read this book. As I read, I would gasp and then relay the information to Jonesy - sort of like I used to way back in 1994. I cannot understand how he was found not guilty.

Well, that's not true. I do understand why he was found not guilty.

The Dream Team. Wow ... what a show they put on. As a defense, it was really a work of pure genius. I do not like what they did, however, I appreciate what they did. Do you know that they did not dispute (at any time) that the blood found at the crime scene was OJ's blood? Nor did they try and dispute that the blood found all over OJ's property was that of Ron Goldman and Nicole Brown. The basis for their defense was that LAPD contaminated all the evidence. There were some stumbling blocks, but it was proven that there was no contamination and there was no evidence planted. However, by that time, the Jury had been influenced and some doubt had been introduced. At one point, the Defence tried to say that the blood collected had degraded to an unacceptable quality and that is why it was a match for OJ. Ha! So, Marcia had to put an expert on the stand to explain that if a blood evidence is contaminated or its quality becomes substandard, it produces no results. It does not turn into someone else's blood.

This is how the Defence spent their time ... wielding these ridiculous smoke screens, and forcing the Prosecution to deal with them.
The first mark of success for the Dream Team was when they advised the Defendant to invoke his right to a speedy trial. It forced the Prosecution to move in an unprecedented time fashion. For example, the normal time frame to prepare for a Preliminary Hearing is about three months. Marcia Clark had one week. This push to move things forward was crucial in the success of the Defence.

The other thing they did was create confusion. They took things way off course and forced everyone to look at things that had no real bearing on the case. But by the time the Prosecution took the time to prove how ridiculous the Defence Team's accusations were, the original point/evidence was lost. And it made it seem as though the Prosecution was concerned enough about the accusations that they needed to take the time to address it. It made it seem as though the Prosecution was on the defensive. It was really genius the way that they did it.

And finally, I would be remiss if I did not mention the Judge - Lance Ito. It seems to me that in an attempt to appear fair, he ultimately made some rather stupid rulings. And, he let the Dream Team run the show. I'm not sure if he was intimidated by the Defence lawyers' grandiose personas, or if he (Ito) wanted to be liked by the "cool" guys - that is, the Dream Team. Whatever the reasoning, some of the court room shenanigans should have been stopped early on. He was taken advantage of and lost complete control of the court room at times.

In my opinion, perhaps the most incredulous ruling he made was to allow OJ to make a statement when he revoked his right to testify. Anyone who is a legal junkie (like me) knows that the one of the main reasons a Defendant takes the stand in his own defence is because juries like to hear him/her say that they didn't do it. Juries like to hear it come right out of the Defendant's mouth. But, of course, the risk is that the Defendant must be cross examined. However, Lance Ito allowed OJ to make a small statement when he revoked his right to testify on his own behalf ... the jury got to hear him say that he did not commit the murders but he was not subjected to a cross examination. It was truly almost an unbelievable ruling.

There are many interesting tid-bits of information throughout the whole book - like, Lance Ito's wife was once Mark Fuhrman's boss; and one of the criminalists could quite possibly have had the sweatshirt that OJ wore during the murders in his hands while collecting evidence in OJ's bedroom, but didn't collect it - he didn't think it looked bloody. It's a great read ... especially if you are a law junkie.

And, I will never forget the day the verdict came down. It was a Monday and I had the day off work - how lucky was I!! At the office, it was known as a "Happy" Monday. I met my Mom for lunch and a little shopping. Our salads were interrupted when I heard the verdict was going to be read. We all crowded around the bar in the restaurant to watch it all unfold live on the television. When the Jury Foreman read their decision aloud, there was an audible gasp from the people around me. All of us were strangers to one another, but we shared something that we would always remember. It couldn't be true ... OJ Simpson had truly gotten away with murder.



Nicole Brown and Ronald Goldman were forgotten. 


Author: jill
•3:42 PM
So, it begins today. The re-making of Tiger Woods as a brand. Because the re-making of Tiger Woods as a man ... I am not so sure what to think. I can be a miserable bitch, so I am not just willing to forgive and forget. Not yet.

But I can still appreciate Tiger Woods, the athlete ... just not the man.

Once a cheater, always a cheater? Perhaps, not always true. But if Jonesy cheated, I don't think I could ever trust him again. However, Tiger didn't just cheat, did he? There was woman after woman, him actively pursuing a rendezvous with several simultaneously, bad-talking his wife to these other women, drunken parties that went on through entire weekends.

Would it be easier to forgive him, if he had one mistress that he seemed to truly care for? Instead of numerous hook-ups for sex. Just plain old, make-you-feel-good sex. As we all know, feelings do not have to accompany sex ... but it's nice when they do. And, as any good psychotherapist will tell you, emotionless sex is used as a means of filling some other void in your life, a way to make you feel good about yourself. So, what is it that Tiger Woods has been missing in his life?

We are being asked to put all this behind us now, and look to the future. The future of golf. It is the beginning of the re-building phase. The re-building of a brand and a market and a sport. Golf is nothing without Tiger Woods ... I think that has been established. The PGA has been falling all over themselves to welcome him back ... with his fans and the gawkers and their wallets.

The first phase in the re-build was the press conference. The press conference everyone tuned in to see ... where he begged for forgiveness and asked for a second chance. And ordered everyone to leave his wife alone. Perhaps, his last attempt at chivalry.



You have seen the commercial right? If not, you should. It is the second part in the re-building of a brand. He has said that he is sorry for his actions, so now it is time to consider what made him act out in that way, how he's feeling now, and what he has learned. Whoever put together this commercial was genius in my opinion. Many are saying that they are creeped out and maybe even a little offended by the use of Earl Woods voice. But not me ... I love it.

Here is why it is genius ... 

  • First, it draws attention to the fact that Tiger Woods is just a person - like you and me. No different. He is someone's son and he has made a mistake. You have a child, right? What if s/he was in trouble and had made some bad choices in his/her life? It just so happens that Tiger Woods is famous and the most successful person in his chosen profession. But, he is just a person.
  • Secondly, aren't we all accountable to our parents? I mean, if you are proud of something that you did, don't you call your parents as soon as you can? I do. And if something happens that you are not entirely proud of, don't you just dread having to call your parents to tell them? I do. For whatever reason, we are kept grounded, to some degree, from the fear of getting into trouble from our parents. The commercial brings home that idea.
  • And, finally, we should all learn from our mistakes. It is what you learn that makes you grow as a person. And many times it is a person that you respect - like a parent - that helps you to come to those realizations. Obviously, Tiger and his father were very close, and I'm sure that some of the things heard in the commercial are the same things Earl Woods would have said to his son if he were still alive. Because we cannot go back in time and change things; all we can do is learn from our mistakes we have made in the past, and move forward. Not just Tiger, but all of us.

But maybe most important reason that this commercial is genius is that it has everyone talking. Everyone. Which is great for Nike, don't you think?

So, now we just have to sit back and watch. To see if he can move forward.

I am willing to go on record as saying that I hope he kicks some ass out there on the golf course this weekend. I want to see him win. Not for Golf. Not for Nike. Not for his father. Just for him.

Just do it, Tiger.