Caprice Crane's Blog, page 20

99% delicious.

99% delicious.

Uh…someone seems to have a sense of humor at the...

Uh…someone seems to have a sense of humor at the "bone-maker" place.

Max does his best Chewbacca for your enjoyment.

Max does his best Chewbacca for your enjoyment.

Thanksgiving prep. Cleaning my turkey!

Thanksgiving prep. Cleaning my turkey!

Samantha Ronson's album dropped today and it's...

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Samantha Ronson's album dropped today and it's super-easy to download the awesomeness. But in case you get confused, here's a quick tutorial.

G et some.

I'm not saying the woman one table over at this diner...

I'm not saying the woman one table over at this diner looked like Severus Snape but yes that is exactly what I am saying.

My computer is the 99%

My computer is the 99%

I'm on a plane right now with "Dexter." So...

I'm on a plane right now with "Dexter." So tempted to give him a wish-list.

Yup. Ashton Screwed Up.

I'm the first person to admit I find humor in the twisted, the ridiculous, the dark, the absurd. I'll look at headlines and make jokes, like many of my friends and colleagues. I try to make sure the target warrants it and, above all, I try to make sure it's funny.

But the feeding frenzy I saw last night when Ashton Kutcher posted something without being informed was actually quite disturbing. He screwed up. But the venom and vitriol that was spewed in his direction was pretty gross to witness.

This isn't about Penn State. It's not about Paterno — of course, Paterno should be fired.

But are we so caught up in attacking every slight misstep of every public figure that we can't even take a minute to recognize that we all make mistakes?

Ashton didn't rape any children. He was ill informed and he posted a stupid thing on his twitter page. He's not perfect. We know he's not perfect. He cheats on his gorgeous wife every other Tuesday.

So, yeah. He's not the person by whom you should be measuring your morality stick.

And frankly, his opinion doesn't matter to me — but the macro view of what I saw last night matters a lot.  The compulsion to lunge out there and attack the guy with the exuberance of a blood-thirsty lynch mob made me really sad. 

I want us to be better. Perhaps it's ridiculous and idealistic to think we can be better. But I'd like to see at least some of us try.

You know who doesn't give a fuck about the time change and...

You know who doesn't give a fuck about the time change and wants his dinner at the same hour he always has it?

This guy.