The OA – Ooooooooayy

As previously mentioned, I freaking worship TV.

Especially these days, with so much real-life turmoil, it’s a true luxury to check out and tune in.  My most recent obsession is Netflix original, The OA.  This shiz is intense and leaves much to discuss, long after the controversial season finale.  Have you watched yet?  I plugged it to Long and she became obsessed, as well, and even let her kids skip their homework so they could view together.  Long, of course, has taken it to a new level by stalking following all the actors’ instagram accounts.

It’s hard to explain what the OA is about.  I went in blind (pun intended) based on multiple trusted friends’ constant (to the point of annoyance) chatter about it.  If you can’t beat ’em, join ’em!

Here’s the official trailer if you’re interested in what has us so worked up:

So yeah, it’s a little more twisted than my typical viewing pleasure – but again, a perfect distraction from reality.  And I felt the feelings.  I’m not sure which ones quite yet – perhaps ALL the feelings?

And it was great to see some old friends, Naz from “The Night Of”, and Phyllis from “The Office”.  I miss the Office like nobody’s business.


I digress.

And of course in our plight to escape reality there is some takeaway to apply to our “real” lives.

I particularly appreciated being reminded of the poem, The New Colossus, written by Emma Lazarus, that resides on a plaque on Ellis Island beneath the Statue of Liberty.


Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,
With conquering limbs astride from land to land;
Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand
A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame
Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name
Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand
Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command
The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.

“Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!” cries she
With silent lips. “Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!



This is for those of you who have already been sucked down the OA rabbit hole! Here’s the article that I feel best articulated the questions we were all left pondering after the gripping 8 epis.  And I read roughly 1 million so you’re welcome for narrowing it down for you.

And I love this peek Behind the Scenes from Rolling Stone.


Who couldn’t use a story about angels right now?

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