"Scandalous Thursdays!"
"Hi! My name is Faith Margaret and I watch Scandal." I enjoy it. Thoroughly…and will blog right here about all new episodes on Thursday nights beginning next week. Oh! Your theories about what is happening next in this suspenseful show are welcomed along with my musings.
Awww, man! It was
James! Poor, poor James. Now we get to understand the backstory for
James and Cyrus.
Cyrus looked horrible with that full beard. Like a kindergartner that has trouble sitting
still scribbled that mess on his face.
And James was a pest from the very beginning but was determined to get
his man, “You have a very hot mouth.”
That’s a come on line?!?
*scribbling that down for future reference* James always wanted to live an open life with
Cyrus and demanded Cyrus be hones, hence his coming out to the POTUS in the
best way he knew how. And the POTUS was
gracious avoiding shaming or judging Cyrus in any way. *message*
David is lying now? His
white hat is a bit smudged because he can’t help but do the right thing with
folks that do not care about what is right.
And he is afraid of Jake “The Fake” Command. David can’t handle the pressure and gives it
all up to Abby that 3 folks died, his life was spared by Jake “The Fake”
Command and David has to cover it up as payment.
Mama Pope is back, baby!
“I’m not a terrorist. I’m more of
a facilitator. I make money.” Did she straight shoot that cat?!? Yes.
She. Did. She is not to be played with, baby! And now she has Harrison’s sex buddy all
scared and ready to go back to wherever she came from. What is going on with Harrison and this mess?
Cyrus is always about his business and his business is
saving The Republic even after his lover is murdered. “Let me work. Let me do work.” Wonder how the White House would function if
Cyrus was the POTUS? Folks would tiptoe
around him, other countries would check themselves before crossing him and
reporters would be afraid to challenge him.
He is something else!
Huck is back in Olivia’s good graces now and guess what he
discovers? Yep! That damn Quinn is back to doing what she has
no business doing but seems to have wanted to be caught by looking dead into
the camera. Now, Olivia gets a clue
about that damn Quinn and confronts Jake “The Fake” Command. And I do declare, he shows up a teeny tiny
bit believable in his new role as Command; “Random, coincidental, bad things
happen to good people all the time. I am
Command, Olivia! Who do you think? This was my call! I am protecting The Republic!” Jake does the dirty work himself, though. NO need to pull some innocent person into the
fray when Jakes is Command. And I do
believed he threatened Olivia, the woman he covets. Well, Olivia sends Huck on over to deal with
Quinn and hits her with, “I came here to put you down. I trained you. I made you.
You wanted me to see you.
Somewhere in there you’re still a gladiator.” Do you know that crazy girl spits in his face
and then they make out?!?! That’s. Just.
Nasty! I did not see that coming. And now Huck is compromised!
Mellie is shooting guns with her secret admirer? Damn good shot, too! I wonder if men are really excited by a woman
that knows her way around a gun range and can handle a firearm? I digress.
And then the governor from California hits her with the line that makes
her feel all wanted and they are rolling around on the floor. Women handling guns must be hot, right? Mellie.
Mellie. Mellie.
Things are a such a mess that Olivia runs to Daddy Pope
looking for a little bit of comfort. “Hello,
Olivia. What do you want?” A dad, The Real Command. Olivia wants a dad. But, who wants The Real Command to be a
normal and kind dad? I mean,
really?!?!? Didn’t we all see The Real
Command give Olivia ample warning to run away from that burning building
called, The White House? Girl, bye! But she posed a good question about the point
of democracy, freedom and patriotism if everything is really just evil. Ladies and gentlemen, class is in
session! I give you another passionately
delivered dialogue from, The Real Command:
“183. That’s the
number of people I’m responsible for killing.
Not the number I’ve killed…the number I’m responsible for. There’s a difference. You get an order to kill someone, well maybe
you pulled the trigger but it’s not on you.
They ordered it. If you didn’t
kill the poor bastard somebody else would.
But when you become Command you are THE one giving the order! You are THE one making the decisions! You have to choose who lives, who dies. You are responsible! So you become the hand
of God. 183. I know all of the names. I now how old they were. If they had children. If they would be missed. 183. I
never made a decision lightly. I always
suffered a bit with each one. The
responsibility of that! The gravity of that.
The weight of it. It marks
me. It stains me. It never leaves me. I am responsible! 183. So
whatever you think of Jake, however you want to punish him? Being the hand of God is already the worst
punishment IN the world! And there is
incidentally a point. If there are no
more white hats, if the deck is always stacked and if everyone you love is a
monster, there is in fact someone worth saving…everyone! Everyone is worth saving. Even the monsters. Even the demons. Everyone is worth saving! In
the face of darkness YOU drag everyone into the light. THAT is the point! At least that is what I like to think that is
the point of you. Am I finished being
dad now? Are we done?” And he leaves her with a clear understanding
of her mission. To fix it. Again.
*applause* Best believe The Real
Command will not let a thing happen to his child that he has not approved. In the words of my mother, Linda Dayle
Jordan, “Believe that!”
Cyrus finally breaks down, poor thing. Cue Gladys & The Pips, “If anyone should
ever write my life story. For whatever
reason there might be. You’ll be there
between each line of pain and glory.
Cause you’re the best thing that ever happened to me.” *tears…like, real tears*
Jake “The Fake” Command comforting James as he dies was just…unreal. Until next week…
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