Confucius in the Marketplace.
Every so often when I’m feeling disheartened by television network ABC’s (a network for which I worked only last year) apparent disregard for my 25 year career in show business and for the marketplace confusion it has caused, by airing a program whose protagonist bears its creator’s name but one which I also possess and have for some time longer…..I remind myself it could be worse:
I could be brilliant singer/songwriter Scott Walker (not to be confused by douchebag fascist governor of Wisconsin with the same name).
I could be groundbreaking developmental psychologist Erik Erikson (not to be confused by his homonym, douchebag fascist editor of RedState.com, Erick Erickson ).
Hell I could be 1950’s tv sitcom, The Goldbergs (totally unrelated to the contemporary series to which I’m referring, which borrowed? its name).
And I don’t feel better. But I imagine I could feel worse.