He Is Something
by DICK CHENEY
Jon Snow isn’t Jon Snow anymore. He is no longer that something, he is now another, peripheral thing. He falls in love and regrets his choice. She dies, unfortunately, and he becomes otherwise. He is a new man; he is always becoming a new man.
Why isn’t everyone afforded the privilege of rebirth? Only the Starks are lucky enough to get to make pledges and gain allies, changing who they are. It is, in fact, what distinguishes them from the animals. I have to admit it is nice to see revenge finally in the offing. I find myself feeling more sympathetic to the Lannisters — but shouldn’t it be other way around?
I have written some negative things about Donald Trump in this space. Now that he is the candidate for sure, I have gotten a number of questions that I don’t feel I need to answer. He’s just an annoying man for godsakes. He never was a Republican. Just because someone has a bad personality, doesn’t mean they can’t be president. Harry Truman was a dick. Still, I will answer some of your questions:
Did Samwell Tarley father a child? I forgot.
No, he is just the kind of man who cares for another man’s baby, like whoever is dating Selena Gomez at this moment.
Do you think Trump will win, and if he does, how much of a catastrophe would it be for Murica?
Yes, I think he will win. If Clinton chooses Julian Castro, it looks like pandering, plus he and his twin brothers resemble the Mexican cartel twins in Breaking Bad. If she chooses Elizabeth Warren, as is more likely, it reduces her main strength as a candidate by rendering her history making story less unique. She really needs to choose Tom James from Veep.
Who would you say has a “good personality”?
Fiona Apple, Margaret Atwood, Neil Gaiman and anyone named Molly. I would not want to be friends with Lena Headley — how many times can you listen to someone describe their bowel movement without hoping they’ll never have another? So many crucial events in our country’s history would be different if people refused to drink coffee at night.
You know someone has a good personality when they are clearly, obvious humble, but everything they say somehow reflects well on them, and not even minutely negatively. They are holding the world back with their pinkie finger. This digit looks slightly wet, but upon closer inspection is drier and cleaner than anything you have ever inspected so closely.
How does this relate to the HBO situation comedy Game of Thrones?
Throwing up in a bucket is not a personality. I’m glad Samwell Tarly found a woman who was so thrilled not to be wintercoursing with her father that she accepts him for who he is. (This is just about the only way that will ever happen, regardless of gender, in my experience, so do yourself a favor and hide who you really are.) But wanting to help Jon Snow is not a personality.
This episode was a fucking chore. Long, badly written conversations between Tyrion and his eunuch-friends? More fucking time travel that tells us nothing important about Robert’s Rebellion and suggests that Ned Stark was twelve when it occurred? Jon Snow looking at people sadly for fifteen minutes?
Real people have conflicting motivations. Characters on Game of Thrones are disturbingly single-minded. This trend has been going on for quite awhile now, but in the books it was mitigated by a sense of inner turmoil that we don’t have time for here. Arya Stark spent all of two weeks in training to be a faceless man. It is nice that she is an invulnerable magic assassin now, but I come to Thrones for the deep feelings within me and the Littlefinger jokes. After this episode I just felt cold.
Do you think Daenerys Stormborn can afford an acting teacher? She should look into that.
Yeah. Things reach a nadir when Lena Headey and Emilia are presented back to back. It is like watching a movie and its pornographic parody in the same sitting.
Dick Cheney is the senior contributor to This Recording.
“Decks Dark” – Radiohead (mp3)