Lots of weird stuff in the international news lately. I am really finding it quite surreal. Too bad I don't have any friends (consequences of my movie critic/author/only sober person in NE Ohio syndrome), or I could turn to them and ask, "Are you seeing the same thing I'm seeing?" Like aristocratic British cookbook author and Martha Stewart-type `domestic goddess' Nigella Lawson accused of being a crazed cocaine fiend. I mean, this is MAD Magazine stuff.
Then there are the rumors finally out in the open that the dissolution of global-media mogul Rupert Murdoch's marriage, to a much-younger bit of Asian dim-sum named Wendi Deng, has been ascribed to Deng having a too-close relationship with former British Prime Minister Tony Blair. Are you seeing the same thing I'm seeing? I always had my suspicions about Murdoch's young-enough-to-be-his-daughter second wife, but...Wendi Deng and Tony Blair?! That's like the really bad rough-draft of the sequel to LOVE ACTUALLY.
