Mr. McMahon Netflix Documentary (Review)

Disclosure: Not something that I readily admit to, but I have been a follower of professional wrestling for over 60 years. I grew up watching Bruno Sammartino, Bobo Brazil, The Kangaroos, Buddy Rogers, and many other wrestlers. Even at an early age, I never fell into the trap that what I was watching was totally real. I admired the athleticism and strength of the wrestlers, but I knew that the results were predetermined. I was always interested in how matches and wrestlers were booked. I had a sense of what the business was all about.

I don’t think there is anyone who has had a bigger influence on the pro wrestling entertainment business than Vince McMahon. He certainly is a very controversial figure. So I was very curious to view the documentary about him, especially given the recent allegations of sexual abuse and deviant behavior against him.

Here are my observations and quick review about the documentary…

  • There were no major blockbusters or surprises for this viewer. Bill Simmons, who produced the documentary, acknowledged that for the regular wrestling fan, that they may not find anything new in terms of information or disclosure. I was a little surprised at how the decision to have the Undertaker beaten by Brock Lesnar at Wrestlemania was basically communicated at the last moment.
  • I would not have wanted to be Shane or Stephanie McMahon. I certainly was not impressed to hear things about Vince as a father. The recent allegations against Vince may or may not be charges that are a surprise to them. I found it very creepy that Vince proposed an angle where Stephanie was pregnant and he was the one responsible.
  • I’m not sure why Linda McMahon is still married to him. My guess is that she knew the type of man he was and realized that he was not going to change. Vince has alluded that he has a huge sexual appetite and this has lead to speculation and rumors of his infidelity.
  • Vince was obviously an excellent businessman and a ruthless one at that. He was able to take a wrestling organization that was based in the northeast U.S. and make it a global organization. He was largely able to accomplish this by being a bully. He bullied his wrestlers, other wrestling promoters, the press and his employees.
  • Donald Trump and Vince McMahon share many traits. Both are thin skinned to criticism, unabashed skirt chasers and know how to appeal and motivate the baser instincts and prejudices of their audience and followers. It certainly understandable why Trump and McMahon were natural business partners in various wrestling promotions.
  • What one learns and watching the documentary is how McMahon manipulates his wrestlers and employees. Even those who he has treated very poorly have often commented on how they have a grudging respect for him. McMahon was always about “doing what was right for business” and if people were uncomfortable in doing what he demanded, he got rid of them. Wendy Richter and Bret Hart’s stories are instructive of this attitude.
  • The non-wrestling fan may enjoy this documentary. McMahon is a fascinating character both on the mat and off it. He is a very successful entrepreneur. As a human being, he has his flaws and this documentary details many of them.
  • The documentary did not go into any significant detail into the allegations against McMahon by a former female employee, who felt that she was his slave and asked to perform various deviant sexual act with McMahon and others. Maybe that will be examined in a part two of the McMahon documentary.

Clearing my Mental Cache

The New York Times published a list of their Reader’s picks for the best 100 books of the 21st-century. Here are the only three books I have read that were on this list: A Gentleman in Moscow by Amor Towles, Trust by Hernan Diaz; and When Breath Becomes Air by Paul Kalanithi. I was very moved by the Kalanithi book which I read in one sitting. I did not like Trust at all. I don’t remember anything about the Towles book other than I read or skimmed it.

I don’t understand the need for a second debate between Kamala Harris and Donald Trump. Who thinks that Trump will be better prepared? I have absolutely no sympathy or understanding for any “undecided voter” that may still exist. It’s pretty obvious which candidate people should vote for…

The three best college fight songs are from these schools: 1. Michigan; 2. Notre Dame and 3. USC.

At my stage in life, I think it better to appear certain, confidant but possibly wrong on one’s opinions, philosophy and views than still struggling to find the right answers.

Worthy of an SNL skit

In my 70 plus years of living and watching political debates this may have been the strangest claim by a candidate,” They’re (Haitian refugees) eating the dogs, the people that came in, they’re eating the cats. They’re eating the pets of the people that live there, and this is what’s happening in our country, and it’s a shame.”

Artwork by AI; humor by MAGA

This is no longer a referendum on Donald Trump. It’s a referendum on the judgment and intelligence of the American voter.

Debate Debacle: Harris trumps Donald

Was anyone really surprised by the results of yesterday’s Presidential debate?

I did not watch the debate live. Why did anyone, particularly journalists and the press, expect anything different? There are outcries by many Republicans today that Trump was unprepared and did not have good debate management. Are you kidding?? Review any book written by a Trump administration insider and you will find that Trump does not read or prepare for anything. He “wings” it.

A word of caution to the Democrats. Hillary cleaned Trump’s clock in the 2016 debates and still lost. The MAGA mind is probably blaming ABC for their hero’s atrocious performance. It’s still not over…

Summer Requiem

 “Nobody on the road / Nobody on the beach / I feel it in the air / The summer’s out of reach / Empty lake, empty streets”

Boys of Summer, Don Henley

73 summers have come and gone. How many summers do I have left?

Summer inspires so many remembrances of lost family and friends who shared picnics, swimming, birthday parties and vacations. Though summer fades, my love and gratitude for the joy shared in those moments never do.

Life is what is measured between summers.

The gentle sound of ocean waves softly lapping against the shore calms my heart and soothes my soul.

As summer fades, I find myself yearning for the waning light, the warmth it brings, and the endless possibilities it once promised.

Oh, if only I could capture the memories of my youth—riding a rickety boardwalk roller coaster, savoring the sticky sweetness of cotton candy, stealing glances and shy smiles on the boardwalk, and diving for a spike in a game of beach volleyball.

Summer inspires the beginning of so many love stories. There is no better season to be in love.

I am a child of summer, born under the sun’s warm embrace, comforted by soft breezes that once swayed the curtains as I napped in peaceful contentment.