If you are my friend on facebook or blackberry, then
you know that I am currently obsessed with the Netflix series House of Cards. Its
about Frank Underwood, a democratic majority whip leader and his wife Claire Underwood. I am obsessed
with House of cards because, I have never in my tv-overload-adult viewing life seen
such an evil and ruthless lead character.
I am basically flummoxed .Maybe it’s
because Netflix has given us the
ultimate antihero. When we watch movies,
read novels or books we are supposed to root for the protagonist, support their
dreams, hurt when they hurt, laugh when
they are happy and scream at them through the television set or through the bound pages of
the book when they make foolish decisions. But in House of Cards
we have a protagonist that is deliciously wicked. His ruthlessness is both
controlled and on impulse.
He will kill you with no hesitation or meticulously plan
your demise, whichever one works for him.
It has turned my television or this time internet
streaming experience upside down because I am used to rooting for the main
character but I find myself conflicted. I know he makes Hitler look like Mary Poppins
yet because my brain has been trained to root for the protagonist, I still hope
his downright diabolical schemes work. * COVERS HEAD IN SHAME* I remember had
the same “crisis” when I first read Gone with the Wind. My eight year old brain could not grasp that
Scarlett O’Hara was selfish, mean and manipulative. However, it provides a much
richer and complex viewing experience when things are not so clear cut and PG.
Quite frankly I love it. I like Frank because he is driven and goal
orientated and for some reason I absolutely love ruthless characters. I like people who can manipulate situations
and people . I admire them because they display superior analytic skills and
intelligence.
They
think.
Plan.
Implement.
I thank God for finding Jesus because honestly I do
see certain traits like that in myself. It’s more of an over analytic mind. I think, think, think , plan and execute. However nine times out of ten the execution
phase is a fail. I guess its Gods way of making me more reliant on him than myself. Of course I would like to think I am not as
evil as Frank-Kill-you-without –hesitation Underwood. It brings Proverbs 14 vs
12 to my mind
“There is a way that appears to be right, but in the end it leads to death.”
“There is a way that appears to be right, but in the end it leads to death.”
Just because it
seems right doesn't mean it is right
and it doesn't mean I can or will get away
with it.
It may look
glamorous now but Frank Underwood fictional or not will get his on the other
side and its not the side with cherubic angels and pearly gates.
In other news, I
have an extremely narcissistic and flirtatious patient in the clinic I work in. He ALWAYS
finds a way to remove his shirt, incredible hulk style EVERY TIME I want to take
his blood pressure. Today, I was determined to tell him that he didn't have to
remove his shirt so I could see his well-defined biceps and solid six pack but
did he give me a chance?
No
Before I could say
the word blood pressure, he removed his shirt again. Yeah sure he’s gorgeous but I am
a medical professional! I will not fall for such cheap tricks! * flips weave
and walks out*
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