Another Week: Number 24
The end result is this: Amy is about to undergo a number of rounds of intense chemotherapy.
Please cross your fingers.
Trump indicted in documents case
Thursday night, Donald Trump was hit with his second criminal indictment to date, this time in the Mar-a-Lago documents case. A notification popped up on my phone, turning the expectation into reality — but there wasn’t a lot of payoff to that moment and most experts looked forward to details on Tuesday.
Then on Friday afternoon, while we were sitting in a Froedtert waiting room prior to Amy getting a scan, an ABC News Special Report interrupted on the fuzzy, quiet TV near the ceiling, announcing that the indictment had just been unsealed.
As I have been doing for at least six years, I launched TuneIn in my earbuds to hear MSNBC’s coverage. I have tuned in while shoveling snow or mowing the lawn, tuned in early in the morning, late in the evening, through an election, through Comey and Mueller, through two impeachments, through another election, through a violent coup attempt at the U.S. Capitol, through the investigation of that coup attempt, and now these recent indictments.
All this time, I have been waiting for something that felt like accountability.
Boy, did Friday’s indictment ever deliver. It was like a slot machine that just kept spewing coins.
And it was great to listen to the MSNBC gang admiring each nugget hour after hour into the night.
Being Mary Tyler Moore (2023)
Who didn’t love Mary Tyler Moore?
This two-hour documentary on Max is a standard biographical timeline with a lot of clips — many of the ones you’d expect, plus some rare footage and family photos.
The main thrust is that although Mary Tyler Moore played a cheerful sweetheart in her first big TV role on The Dick Van Dyke Show, she also experienced darker human emotions in her actual life, as you might expect of any real human being.
It’s nice to see her again and to flip through her work, but this doc doesn’t hold a lot of surprises or insights. It’s good, but not great. When it’s finished, you feel that there could have been more.