Is It Wrong To Wish a Coma on a Fictional Person?
Port Charles has been a hotbed of activity lately, and I have wanted to write so much about it. Siobhan's death and, with her, the death of a lot of potentially good stories (assuming that the writers ever decided to go back to the era when Siobhan was a new character full of promise, not just a harridan with the sole purpose of spouting off cruel and offensive things to and about Elizabeth. Which, considering the writing staff I'm talking about, is probably not a safe assumption to make)? I HAVE THOUGHTS. Spinelli/Jackal PI and his vendetta against speaking the English language? Lots to say. The last appearance of JAX? I have a veritable WALL OF TEXT about that. A wall of ANGRY text. Plus, Anthony Zacchara lectured Johnny today using his FISTS as PUPPETS and it was sort of delightful.
But I am not writing about those things. Because I have lost the ability to--
I am overcome by--
I am paralyzed by--
I fucking hate Michael Corinthos, you guys.
Michael: Stuff happens. I'm not going to turn against Dad just because everybody else has.
Carly: "Stuff happens"? Michael, your father messed with Jax's plane and he's gone.
Michael: He's gone! Not dead. We haven't even found a body yet. We don't know where the body is.
Carly: Is that OKAY with you?
Michael: I am not going to let you stand here and accuse Dad of something when we don't even know what happened.
Carly: You know what? You don't want them to find a body because then they won't prosecute your father.
Michael: No, how about I want both. I don't want Dad to be prosecuted and I want Jax alive.
Carly: Okay well, what if he's not? Let's play that card for one minute, Michael.
Sonny, concerned that he is, for once, not the dickiest person in the room and focused on regaining his title: (ROLLS EYES)
Carly: Think about it. What if, god forbid, Jax is dead? What if he didn't survive that plane crash.
Michael: He had it coming. Dad was going to protect you. Jax had to know that.
Did the episode end after that? Because I don't remember anything else. Although that could be due to the fact that my brain matter was seeping out of my eardrums at that point. He is the WORST.