Some (More) Things I Don't Have An Opinion About

These days, everyone seems to think they have to have an opinion about everything, including but not limited to books they haven't read, TV shows they haven't seen, movies they haven't seen and which may not even have been made yet, and many, many things that can in no way affect them.  What's more, they feel they have to tell us all these unnecessary opinions and sometimes even get angry at those who do not share them.

As I demonstrated back here and here, I am trying to minimize the number of opinions I have, especially about matters that don't matter to me.  Like, I have never cared what some Big Star wore to an awards ceremony.  Hundreds…sometimes thousands of opinions are voiced about Scarlet's gown or Denzel's tux.  I have no such opinions of any sort.  I probably don't even care about the awards ceremony, either.

Some people get offended and even angry when you don't listen to their opinions and judge them to be right and proper.  It's sometimes like: "If you don't care about my opinions, you don't care about me."  Nonsense.  I can separate the two.  The fact that I don't care about some opinion you have doesn't mean I don't care about you.  I can not care about you for all sorts of reasons.

Here are a few other things I don't care about. I don't care about Being the Ricardos, the new movie from Aaron Sorkin about Lucy and Desi and their iconic sitcom. I care a little about the old I Love Lucy show, though not as much as some friends of mine do. I thought it was a cleverly-written show (most of the time) and I thought everyone in the cast was good — Desi, especially. I respect Lucille Ball's efforts and contributions but I just never sparked to her as a performer, especially in her movies and her three subsequent situation comedies.

And I have less interest in a semi-bio film that purports to show us what folks like that were like and then invents conflicts and dialogue and generally fictionalizes famous lives. We might admire the effort but I usually feel we're being offered drama at the deliberate expense of truth. I have felt that way so often — most recently, Stan & Ollie and the Judy Garland film with Renée Zellweger — that I'd feel "fooled again" if I expected anything else. I always end up, dazed and flat on my back, with Lucy (Van Pelt, not Ball) chuckling how she pulled the ball away at precisely the right moment to prank me again.

I've just stopped caring enough about these films to even have an opinion.

And while I'm at it, I'll add in that I don't have an opinion about this year's Academy Awards, what the members of the Beatles secretly thought about each other at some specific moment in time, anything about Kanye, just about anything about anyone who became famous on a so-called "reality show," the many varieties of Pringles, and The War on Christmas, which I think is about as real as The War Against Lord Voldemort in the Harry Potter movies.

I think this is a good approach and you can get way ahead of me on this by not having an opinion about me not having these opinions. Give it a try or don't. I don't care.