Ellen’s Oscar Samojebka

There are a few things I like about not living in the US. I do not have to listen to country music which I really do not like. I come from a rural area where every radio station is country and practically every bar and restaurant  has their music set to default country. What a relief. OK, I have to listen to Stachursky more than I’d like, but that is a price I am willing to pay. To ja - typ niepokorny, Nikt nie wie, co we mnie tkwi, Ten sam, choć niepodobny, Kochanie, proszę, wybacz mi.
Another wonderful thing about not living in the US is that I don’t have to know what’s going on in the US. Watched the latest episode of House of Cards? Nope. I’ve never even seen it. I did recently check out HBO’s Girls as someone I know told me that I reminded him of a character on Girls. They are all 20-something New Yorkers, so I highly doubted that and asked which one. He said, “the fat, annoying one.” It’s just like a big hug. I do know important stuff like who the president is and where we may or may not start bombing, but other than that I am out on the US current events. By the way, if Russia and Germany go to war over Ukraine/Crimea, look out. Historically we know where they like to shoot it up. I’m outta here.
It is a wonderful feeling to not have to know anything about any kind of sporting event taking place in America. The Super Bowl? I know that there was one but I have no idea who won. Hell, I don’t even know who played. Go Pirates! Go Eagles! Go Knicks! I don’t even know which sport I am talking about it. It’s an awesome feeling.
The Oscars - I haven’t seen a single Oscar-nominated film this year. Oh, I take that back. I have seen a pirated Gravity leaked by one of the Academy Awards voters. And you know what? I knew what was going to happen. SPOILER ALERT I knew who was not going to make it. I knew that she was dreaming that one part. I knew she was connected to Earth and not the Chinese space station. I knew that she was not going to drown after crashing into the water. I just knew it. However, if Gravity had been a Polish film, Sandra Bullock would have fought off death several times in her fight to get back to the planet Earth only to drown in her own pod. The last scene in the Polish Gravity would be her dead eyes gazing at the unattainable sky above her while her lifeless body sloshed around inside the pod – a poignant but not happy ending.

So all I know about the Oscars is what I see here in this now famous Oscar selfie (with one small addition). I cannot even name all the faces (with one small exception), let alone what film they were in. Maybe ignorance is bliss. Anyhow on the bright side, the next time I fly long-haul, all the movies will be new to me.