Scandal Is Da BOMB!

"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.

Who.  The.  Hell.  Is.  In.  Charge.  Here?!?  The POTUS is now in the room at Olivia Pope & Associates (aka OPA) to talk about the dismantle of B6-13 and Olivia says,   “I made a call!” when confronted about the current state of affairs.  Uhhh, excuse me Olivia.  You are w a y out of line, sugar pie.  She is running the damn country right in front of the President of the United States and he is compliant.  And there goes Jake calling Olivia a “ho” in front of her other lover.  Hot.  Damn.  Mess.  Who the hell is running the damn country?

Just when I was wondering where the awesome soundtrack was to Scandal enter the Godfather of Soul, ladies and gentleman…Jaaaaaaaames Brown!  ”I got it!  Watch me.  I got it!  I got soul.  I’m super bad!”  The Real Command is back!  Imagine me dancing around in circles like Muhammad Ali did in his prime.  *whistles & rounds of applause*  Now Daddy Pope is a Gladiator but you can’t help but wonder if he is for real or has some crazy hidden agenda.  With everyone plotting to find Mama Pope and her gang of misfit terrorists we are in for a ride!

Dominique ruined The Real Command’s life and he is going to get his vengeance for that man stealing his woman.  The Real Command feels more betrayed by Dominque than Mama Pope.  Click.  Click.  Click.  Click.  POW!  Mama Pope only loved Dominique but like any terrorist worth his/her salt she turned her back on him to further her mission.  Damn!  How do you negotiate with someone like that?!?  You can’t.  Instead you have to outsmart them or feel nothing like that kind of person does.  Plain & simple.

Awww, Lawd!!!

Now you know damn well The Real Command is not going to work with Fake Command, especially after their last encounter when Fake Command tried to clown.  Does anybody like Jake?  Not her Daddy.  Not her lover.  Who likes this cat?!?  The POTUS and Cyrus agree they need The Real Command at the table and that means somebody has to go & it’s you, Jake!  Again?!?  Again?!?  Between he and David Rosen I am not sure who is the biggest loser!  “You think he’s your dad. But that’s just a mask he’s wearing.  Once his mask comes off…run.”  How do you figure out if you should trust your Daddy or not?  Of course, Fake Command couldn’t let David get away without paying what he owes for keeping his life, now could he?

That damn Sally just doesn’t go away & now she is going to have some random chick sleep with the POTUS’ son and collect his sperm to blow up the spot?!?  Just nasty!  Big Jerry is that baby’s daddy and that DNA test is going to tell it all!  Now Mellie has to confess to Olivia what has happened. The last person she wants to confide in and share her nasty little secret.  Oh, but she can’t handle it and mumbles the truth without an explanation.  “It is my turn!” So all of this is Mellie’s attempt to make the POTUS burn for how she believes he has treated her all along.   That will teach Fitz to take everything from her.  Hmph!  For now that secret is safe with Olivia.  Not only does the POTUS have to worry about outside threats, he is literally sleeping with the enemy.

Smart mouth Mellie is feeling herself after slapping the s!it out of the POTUS in front of everyone, including that sistah girl that was shocked and appalled in the last episode (rewind & see what I am talking about).  That’s right, Mellie!  Stand by your man, girl!  I think she’s on that sauce, though... 

Mama Pope ain’t scared of anyone, including what seems to be a Russian terrorist (interesting connection considering current international affairs, which I most certainly am making no criticism of, dear old USA).  In the middle of his soliloquy about nation building USA, she gives him the side eye and says,  “Yeah, yeah we got it!”  She ain’t neva scared!

Huck saves the damn day and plops that Dominique on the floor of OPA like a doggy bringing a treat to its master.  Powerful visual.  And did you see Command smiling? “Good boy!”  His boy, Huck is on the case!  The B6-13 operative he made and created and shaped and molded and trained to do exactly as he is commanded to do.  Shut up, Quinn!  Bragging talkin’ bout she’s worked for both Olivia Pope & Associates and B6-13.  Ugh!  *side eye*  Girl, bye!  And you find Huck and Charlie bickering like two school girl chicks over the jump rope at recess.  Is anyone else grossed out when Quinn and Huck make out?!?  I mean, all that slapping each other and spitting on each other and ripping clothes off and being laid out over cars and frantically with great abandon kissing passionately and…  Well, that’s enough of that.  *fanning myself*

Jake wants to believe Olivia truly has true feelings for him and was not using him to get the information she needed.  It’s possible.  A little teeny tiny bit.  But those feelings are nothing compared to what she feels for Fitz.  Side note:  Fellas, you never ever ever e v e r want to be the Rebound Guy.  That cat never wins in the end and the next woman that meets the cat that was the Rebound Guy for the other woman will suffer.  Ain’t Nobody Got Time For That! So, do us all a favor and avoid being the Rebound Guy.  I digress.  Loyalty will make you do some things.  Or not.  And if nothing else, Olivia is loyal.  But that Jake is no quitter.  Keep watch for him.

Awww, Lawd!  Harrison is gonna die.  Harrison is gonna die.  Harrison is gonna die!

Awww, Lawd Jesus!  Not The Real Command dying on the floor!   The Real Command CAN NOT die.  You listening, Shonda girl?!?  I'm not ready.  This is too much! 

Cyrus is going to send Sally Langston to the funeral knowing the bomb is there.  Re-election secured.  Damn!  In the end it looks like Cyrus is still protecting The Republic.

Debbie Allen did that tonight, right?!?  Yaaaasssssss!  Next week’s episode is live.  Who’s hosting the viewing party?  I will bring the red wine cuz we are gonna need it! 

“Smiling faces, smiling faces sometimes they don’t tell the truth.  Smiling faces, smiling faces tell lies and I got proof!  The truth is in the eyes and the eyes don’t lie.  Amen!”