Seriously.

Yeah.

I think if you’re as rich as he is, you should wear a monocle.

And how much longer?

You’re probably right about the sanctimonious types.

What a relief to hear from a normal person on this site.

HA! Nice, Tracy.

Find some of Joan Didion’s writing about this murder. She places it in the context of a temporal and cultural nervous breakdown. Riveting. I’ve never read anyone else who can make a sunny day in Los Angeles practically scream with psychosis and sudden violence.

Wow. I miss her all over again.

I am loving your roll right now!

Possible that she took elocution classes like actresses of old? They all had that vaguely aristocratic accent for interviews back in the day. It was partly how Hollywood became respectable.

Terry Melcher was Doris Day’s son.

That doesn’t seem fair.

Agreed!

Yeah, plus, the Farrellys.

It’s such a New Englander’s apology at that: blunt, earthy, and forthright. No hedging, no ass-covering. He fucked up and he says he fucked up. That’s one thing I love about New Englanders: They don’t put any lace on their opinions (or confessions).

Which is creepy.

Um, show, don’t tell?

Eye contact is creepy.

So he’s basically Puffy with more white women?