By everyone’s reckoning, except mine, the 1997 film, Titanic, was a smash hit, as for me, I was never able to wrap my mind around a itinerant, lower class orphaned, artist from Wisconsin, even if he had once toured world class cities like Paris, after winning tickets in a poker game, was able to board the RMS Titanic, traveling as a third class passenger, was then able to mix with the swells in first class, even if dressed in a well fitted tuxedo, speaking the lower class lingo I imagined he did, not for one minute, much less an entire evening of dining without once or twice tipping his hand of his less than proper upbringing, even if able to adopt fine dining mannerisms, the idiosyncrasy of the genteel tableware, must have been a challenge, observed as lacking in the social graces. Which brings me to ABC’s television series, Designated Survivor, at first glance has me wondering, where are all the old male gray hair heads, the balding heads, or at a minimum those with receding hair lines, which in my view, would bring some believability to the characters, having clawed their way up the political ladder to the White House, that must have taken or had some affect on their traveling and toiling in the now called swamp on their appearances. And the females, what, no trending faddish streaking blond heads, if there are some, I didn’t see many. As I watched, I had to keep reminding myself, that gray hair is a no-no on television this season, no matter how practical, much like kids liking to see other kids on television, but gray haired old people do not. There’s this one scene with eight people meeting in the Oval Office, not one of them has gray hair, how is that possible, unless one of the sponsors is Clairol.
All the characters above, it’s a given, are in the domain of probabilistically, however, the germ of reality can only add some semblance of believability, and not just be a token to be taken at face value, something far more engrained is needed, which would not have arisen my doubts to this record high level, fiction for fiction sake, is just not enough for me at this point in my life of observances.