Steeeeeeeeeriiiiike Two!

I don't know what Robin Williams has to do with this; but during these trying times, especially with the entertainment industry strikes, I'd like to think of him smiling beneficently down from Heaven sending those hippy-hipster vibes that all will be well...
But will it?
Have you heard of the Enneagram? It seems to be very popular now.  I was into it like thirty years ago, via my friend Bob.  I call Bob, "The Guru."  He's quite a fascinating person.  Looks a bit like Dick Cavett .  I have a really great picture of Bob from back in the day; but I can't find it.  He got hit by a car in Boston and his physical rehabilitation was an ongoing issue for him when I first met him in the 80's.  It was something of an obsession that led to a very successful career in "stretching."  Oh, heck, let's just let Bob explain it:

Whenever I would visit Boston and go out; I'd inevitably run into Bob.  Not so much anymore as there's practically no gay places to go in Boston nowadays.  Bob was/is one of those people who thread through my life for whatever reason.  I remember our first meeting.  It was the wee hours of the morning on the Esplanade.  Bob was sitting on a bench along the Charles river and he was crying.  I sat next to him and asked if he was okay.  He explained that a good friend had died that day of AIDS.  It was a bonding moment, if there ever was one.  Bob was the person that brought the Enneagram to my attention.  The go to book back then was by Helen Palmer.

In a nutshell, the Enneagram tells us that there are nine distinct personalities for human beings.  Those are:

(Ms. Palmer's Names for the types):
1. The Perfectionist
2. The Giver
3. The Performer
4. The Tragic Romantic
5. The Observer
6. The Devil's Advocate
​7. The Epicure
8. The Boss
9. The Mediator

So, to figure out your "type"; you have to read through them all.  You'll pretty much figure out which one you are by a series of "A-ha!" moments.  Bob informed me he was a 7.  When I read the book and got to the 9th type I was startled. Ms. Palmer could've been talking about me.  So I am a 9: The Mediator.  So, a lot of other people have entered this field and put out books and have given the types their (meaning the authors) own names.  Like nowadays, my type seems to have been renamed: The Peacekeeper.
Actually, I'm not quite sure what has got me on this topic....there's sure to be a lot of digressing if not downright rambling in this blog...but whatever.  You can do a websearch and ask: "What celebrities are a 7 on the Enneagram?" or "What Enneagram type was Robin Williams?"  It will tell you.  In fact, like Bob Cooley, Robin was a 7, according to webland.  But how does webland know that?  Wouldn't it be up to Robin Williams to figure out what type he was and then make it public?  Who knows, maybe he did; but I doubt it.  I'm going to ask the computer to give me a list of Type 9 celebrities...please hold...
So, Walt Disney keeps coming up.  And Abraham Lincoln. And Audrey Hepburn.  I can see Abe and Audrey; but Disney?
​He was a pretty cut-throat business man, so, ah, I don't think so.  Clint Eastwood?  Didn't he try and destroy his own girlfriend, Sondra Locke?  Yeah, he did.  Peacemaker...I don't think so.  Now, I think Robin Williams was probably a 9; he seems to have many of the attributes.  So, I guess I'm saying it's up to the individual to figure out what type they are and for them to make it public, if they so wish.
OH!  I remember what this was supposed to be about!  The WGA strike and the SAG-AFTRA strike.  You see, I was feeling somewhat guilty that I was writing at all during this time.  I asked myself: "Gee, Chris; maybe you shouldn't be writing at all in order to show your support for the writing community.  Particularly a screenplay!"
And then I answered myself: "But gee, Chris, even though you've registered work with the WGA, you're not actually a card-carrying member of the Guild.  And you certainly don't have a SAG card, why should you care?"
You see, I had seen this article on the web asking the question: "Gee, can I still write fan-fiction and do cos-play during the strike; or should I not, in order to show my solidarity?"  Yes, this was an actual question.  The upshot was that, no, if you're not in the guild, you are not scabbing by being a dork.

Which brings us to the question of "support."  As you know, if you read here with any frequency, I'm of the opinion that my work has been appropriated in numerous ways by other writers.  I ask, what kind of support is that?  And why should I support that kind of support?  Short answer: I shouldn't.
So, in any event...I will not be working here any longer on my screenplay HEARTFIGHT or any fan-fiction stuff like "Looking For Mr. Goodwill," my fan-fiction sequel to "Good Will Hunting."  At least until the WGA strike is over.
​So what does this all boil down to?

One word: Megayacht.
Or is that two words?
Yeah, so this is what it's all about.  These gazilllionaires all want gigantic boats.  These boats are very expensive.  How to afford them?  Well, in the case of the entertainment industry, I'm thinking the thinking is: "Hey guys, lets use computers to write scripts and deep-fake actors and we won't have to pay anyone anything and keep all that money for ourselves so we can hang out on our yachts and buy ourselves space-rockets because we can't sustain erections anymore!"
Yeah, I think that really sums it up.
So, I'll play you out on one of my favorite "yacht rock" tunes.
Take it away Starbuck!

Starbuck looks like he'd have no trouble sustaining an erection. His own or anyone else's.  Just sayin'!

​CFR 7/21/23