Happy (...?) Thanksgiving, All!
This will almost certainly go down in history as the most depressing Soapsgiving (yeah, I took it there and I'm not even embarrassed!) of all time, with a heartbreaking episode of One Life to Live--I teared up just reading Louise's recap--coming on the heels of the depressing, infuriating, awful news that OLTL and All My Children won't be going online after all and, after forty plus years, are dead, dead, dead.
But, on the plus side, at least none of us will have our holiday ruined by an angry hitman taking us hostage (emotionally, for once, not literally) and then having a rage meltdown*.
Thanks, Jason. Thank you for being horrible and for making an entire roomful of people--not to mention the viewers at home so, like, an additional three dozen of us!--uncomfortable beyond description. And thank YOU, writers, for making Sam's assault all about Jason and how it makes him feel (it makes him feel ANGRY. And he has every right to be angry, but if Sam was able to make smalltalk at the Quartermaines and try her best to put on a happy face, the table-flipping dick didn't need to table flip!).
*I mean, I don't know your lives, so I guess there is some possibility that such a thing might happen to you, based on the company you keep. I hope not, though.
For all of you celebrating Thanksgiving, enjoy the holiday and eat a lot of treats made with pumpkin. For our Canadian friends, enjoy holiday sales and fun television marathons. Check back over the weekend for a proper recap of this week in Port Charles (SPOILER: there will be a lot of cursing).