Them Against Him??? Please!

"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.

Debbie Allen with all her sass directed tonight’s episode.  I can just see her stomping around  the set snapping her fingers and barking orders when this episode was being shot.  Norm Nixon’s wife rarely disappoints, baby!  Remember her scene from the movie, Fame?  "You want fame?  Well, fame costs.  And right here is where you start paying.  With sweat!"  Where is Leroy, by the way?!?  That boy could f l y!  I digress...

“Captain Ballard!” to you, buddy cuz you don’t know him like that!  At least not anymore now that he has fallen under the spell of THE Olivia Pope.  The POTUS is not his friend but his nemesis so let’s move on and don’t interrupt him talking to his "girlfriend."  Yeah.  Right.    Olivia is a playa from the Himalayas!  *said just like Jeromey Rome from Martin "Look at the white shoes, look at the white shoes!"*  Olivia reminds her "boyfriend" that they “stand in the sun” and not creep in the shadows like she did with Fitz.  He's in.    

Finally those B6-13 files that old loser David Rosen didn’t know what to do with can be put to use.  David.  David.  David.  You have everything at your fingertips with the B6-13 files and you failed to capitalize on all that goodness.  Now you get to punch in as an “On Call Gladiator” and do the good work.  Gather all that information together and call for a tribunal to get Command out of being in command.  Yeah!  That sounds like a plan...

“Toot toot!  Heyyyy, beep beep!”  We miss you, Donna Summer! 

Elizabeth North is the female head of the Republican National Party and now she is being spied upon, like she doesn’t know her slick and sly ways with Cyrus’ boy toy is dirty, dirty, dirty.  Yassssss, Olivia you do not have to be friends with everyone you work with to do your job on their behalf brilliantly.  Wish I would have learned that lesson early in my career.  Dang!  

He.  Ain't.  Nothin'.  To.  Play.  With.  

Whoever writes for Command aka Daddy Pope must really enjoy figuring out what his next read will be!  He has THE best lines with so many hidden messages behind what he says that teeters along historically racial lines with every utterance.  Pay close attention, folks.  “Jake is not family.  You may love these boys, Olivia…but they are not your family.  After they’ve enjoyed the spoils they will move on.”  Mmmm hmmmm, he might be disgusting (in a really understandable way, I might add…kinda like Tony Soprano) but he is still your father, Olivia and indeed he will always be your family.  “You will always have a place at my table.  I will always be there.  Waiting.  For you."  Ain't that the story of black folks about black folks that are rejected by other folks?  Message.

How did I miss that the California cat that saved Mellie from killing herself and her daughter caught her on her knees before is now the VP?!?  Where the hell is mean old Sally Langston, anyways?  Anyways.  Nothing like the man you secretly covet nearly getting his head blown off to make your nature rise, huh?  “That bomb went off and I woke up.  My body woke up.”  *pant pant*  Having one’s shirt ripped open in a consenting lustful encounter is hot like fire, baby!  Saddle up, cowgirl!  That red bra is a good look, Mellie girl.  Getting your groove on in the White House has to be mind blowing.  Who could resist that opportunity if it presented itself?!?  I mean, not saying that I would but I would understand if YOU would…

Notice how Olivia is always positioned in between Fitz and Jake?  And her outfit is black and white when she is in scene with them?  

You know, I don’t think Olivia wants Fitz or Jake.  I think she really wants her father.  Her daddy.  What every little girl wants all of her life.  A father and a daddy that loves her unconditionally and keeps all the monsters away from her bedside at night.  A father and a daddy that teaches her to make good decisions and prides himself in the woman she has become because of his guidance.  A father and a daddy that keeps not one secret from her and is her biggest and loudest fan.  Not any other man on the planet earth can beat a father and daddy in praising her, so she knows all of her worth.  Because she doesn’t have that kind of father and daddy she continues to choose the Fitzs' of the world and toys with the Jakes' of the world.  She needs a damn father and daddy!

Somebody finally told the makeup artists that Cyrus’ new hair looked ridiculous and we are back to him looking like an over-aged politician.  I can take him more seriously now.  Maybe that was the point with that ridiculous makeover?  Cyrus is asking Olivia for help against her client who is trying to blackmail him by teasing him with that hot boy toy.  He paying rent for dudes not?!?  *tsk tsk tsk & utter look of disgust on my face*  Cyrus is off his game.  Lost his political wit.  Olivia to the rescue!  Throw old girl off and give your old friend, Cyrus a chance to get himself together.  Uh oh.  Boy toy really digs Cyrus?  Yuck.  

“OWWWW!  Oooo, my honey!  You got me working day and night!”  

We love you, Michael Jackson!  *chair dancing*

Awwwww…Huck and his son playing together at Pope & Associates.  That is the storyline I have been waiting for season after season after season.  “Do you have a work related request for me?” is code for “Get the hell outta my business, heiffa!”  Leave that man alone and let him have a little big of happy.  After all the brainwashing and torture and killing, he deserves some happy. 

Clearly the boys can’t handle this thing without fighting back and forth like little boys on a school yard vying to play with the shiny red truck.  It is best for Olivia to handle this her way.  Call your father and cry.  Get him to be daddy.  Handle it.  Duh.  

The VP is screwing the Elizabeth chick and giving Mellie the biz’ness, too...like right after the other?  He prolly still has Mellie’s scent on him, too!  Ewwwwwww!  He.  Nasty.  Quinn shows up as annoying as ever and helps Huck piece together what is really going on.  Huck uses those B6-13 skills and sends that pock-faced cat to meet his maker all while Javie watches with his ice cream cone in hand.  Damn.  Damn.  Damn.  

Dinner with dad and Olivia is wearing the white coat.   You know what that means!  She is ready to do the right thing at the right time for the right reason.  Or so she thinks.  It’s time for Command aka Daddy Pope to confess his flaws as a father and daddy to Olivia and let Olivia know what he really wanted for her.  He moves closer to her.  Mmmm hmmmm…he is on to her and her plan with “them.”  Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you another read by Command aka Daddy Pope aka Bad Mutha…shut yo' mouth!

He Just Wants To Be Her Father Daddy...

“You have forsaken me.  Your father.  Your family.  You wanted to stand in the sun in the bright white light.  It blinded you. Those uh, people that you’ve chosen over me?  You do not see who they are.  What they want.  How they see you.  Those people are not your people.  They never will be and you will never be one of them.  You know what they would have done to me.  What they always do to people like me.  A trial.  An execution.  You were going to let them do that to me.  After all I’ve done to protect you from them.  I tried, Olivia.  I tried my best.  For the first time in your life you are on your own.  You think the world is so terrible with me in it?  Wait ‘til you see what it’s like without me.“  Did you catch alllll of that?!?

And dammit, there ain’t s*#! in those boxes at all.  Nothing.  Loser David Rosen loses.  Again!

Somebody give Debbie Allen her Wonder Woman Cape RIGHT DAMN NOW!

Until next week, gladiators!  It’s been a long time since I have said that!!!!