The Monday Morning Power Digest: June 6, 2022
Good morning to all you beauties. It’s a good week to have a good week. No housekeeping this week, but I ask that you throw me a like, subscribe if you haven’t already and share this with a friend who you think might enjoy my content.
Let’s get into it.
Cultural White Pill of the Week
Kate Bush is BACK, folks. The most underrated artist of the 1980s was thrust back into the mainstream this week. She syndicated use of “Running Up That Hill” for season four of “Stranger Things”. Best use of a song in a TV series I’ve seen in a long time.
Kate Bush is an icon for two reasons:
She has an incredible voice that was tailor made for ‘80s new wave.
She cashed out and moved into a cabin in the middle of nowhere. Queen.
This season is the best since season one. Sadie Sink comes through with a powerhouse performance.
Zoomers embracing ‘80s culture is a turn I did not expect. That’s just how influential Stranger Things has become. What a show. Amazing how good culture can be when we don’t have ESG compliance and guardrails muddying the waters. Culture is best left in the hands of artists and the consuming public.
The Duffer Brothers did it again.
Fake Guy Quote of the Week
“Nobody’s happy in this town except for the losers. Look at me. I’m miserable, that’s why I’m rich.” -Ari Gold
Zillow House That Would Financially Ruin Me of the Week
Price tag: $1.9 million
Sq. footage: 4,920
Wake up every morning with the sound of a roaring river at your doorstep. This is a goddamn compound. A fortress. I have grand visions of me fashioning bows and arrows, fly fishing, write The Great American Novel, drink the finest whiskeys, etc. In reality, all I’d do is play Red Dead Redemption 2, watch MLB.tv seven hours a day, write two blogs a month and shitpost on Twitter. That’s why Elon invented Starlink. See y’all in the bunker.
What I Wrote Last Week
Reminder of the Week
Today is the 78th anniversary of the D-Day invasion and the landing at Normandy. I get emotional on D-Day every year. My Pop Pop, Robert Kirk, was in the 101st Airborne and jumped out of a Douglas C-47 into France this morning 78 years ago. Now, his grandson sits at a computer with a belly full of spaghetti and meatballs on a beautiful early summer evening, not writing this in German or Japanese.
Never forget these men.
“A society grows great when men plant trees under whose shade they’ll never sit.” -Greek proverb
General Eisenhower addressed my grandpa’s company the day before they jumped and gave them a rundown of what exactly they were jumping into. He asked the men if any of them had ever been to the Flint Hills in Eastern Kansas because the terrain in Northern France is similar. My grandpa spoke up and said he was from Kansas City and had visited Western Kansas before. Ike, a Wichita native, turned to him and told him he’d be right at home with the wide open spaces and rolling hills of the terrain. My grandpa flashed a big, toothy Kirk smile in response and Ike goes “Just make sure you’re not smiling like that when you land or Jerry’ll shoot you when they see the whites of your teeth.” Even in the face of great peril and mortal combat, guys being dudes.
Pop Pop landed, spent Christmas in Bastogne, took care of business, then came home some months later and had five kids in Brookside. I never got to meet him.
That’s it for this week. Go get ‘em.