So this is it. The writers' strike has struck. There will be no Golden Globes. The reason sounds complicated. But the gist is that NBC (one of the objects of the strike) put the onus of whether to do the show on the Hollywood Foreign Press, which decided to cancel the whole thing. So on Sunday, there will be a news conference, at which time the winners will be announced. Maybe I'm sad. Maybe I'm happy (I can watch "The Wire"). Maybe Ryan Seacrest will spontaneously self-destruct. Now everybody's worried about what will become of the Oscars. But who cares? Queen Latifah's hosting the People Choice Awards tomorrow! And aren't the people what matters in all of this. Hopefully, they voted for the return of better award shows.
P.S. As I type this a woman is shaving off David Letterman's beard. ("Hey do you have time to do my back?") And open-shirted guest Tom Hanks looks like a half-way sexy politician. I'd caucus him.
