The longer I live here, the more amazed I am at what goes on. And ever since Monday, I have been following the fallout from the ridiculous "Gayle King Goes To Space" skit that was performed on Monday Morning Live, CBS's answer to Saturday Night Live.
Great idea! Jeff Bezos has all the money in the world that Levon doesn't have yet, so let's dress Gayle, Katy Perry, Lauren Sánchez (soon to be the lucky Mrs Bezos) and three other women (activist Amanda Nguyen, ex-NASA engineer Aisha Bowe and film producer Kerianne Flynn) and shoot them up in suborbital flight for 11 minutes, just past the Kármán line - the threshold of space! - and when they land, they can all call themselves astronauts!
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| Katy Perry conducts scientific experiment to see if a daisy will tell her whether someone loves her or not. |
OK, listen: if riding in this phallic rocket makes one an "astronaut," then falling off a roof makes one a skydiver. And as far as I'm concerned, Gayle, who is usually content just to call herself "Oprah's best friend," can think she's an astronaut, but what a disservice that does to all the women and men who have trained over the years to earn that title.
I mean, the next thing you know, Kristi "K-9 Killa" Noem will dress up in an ICE uniform and pretend to be a customs police officer. And wouldn't that be silly?
Someday, we're going to have to stop pretending to be what we are not just by dressing the part.
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