Wednesday, May 25, 2005

Blinded By Love, I Guess

I’ve been forgoing Oprah lately and capturing GG reruns on Tivo instead. However, I made an exception to check out Tom Cruise's Harpo gig on Monday.

I’m not sure what to think of the whole Katie Holmes thing. I watched her on Dawson’s Creek, of course, and I liked her; but frankly, they seem an odd match. At the end of the show, Tom dragged her out on stage and paraded her around like a statuette, which I thought was pretty distasteful.

In between gushes about his mind-blowing love for Katie, Oprah asked Mr. War of the Worlds what it was like to have adopted a biracial son. And Tom said he’d “never thought about it.”

Huh? How is that possible? Even Oprah seemed surprised. “Oh, come on,” she said, “you must talk about it.” And Tom blah-blahed about all of us being part of “the human race” and that his son’s skin color was never an issue. In fact, the two of them had never talked about it, not even once. "What's there to talk about?" Tom was clearly waving Oprah off the race topic. "He's my son."

That seemed really phony to me, somehow, and I went back to the Gilmores on Tuesday, where everyone is WASPy, but at least they talk about it.

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