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Thursday, June 2, 2016

THE RUFFETT CHAPTERS: The Difference between Walter White and Heisenberg

The difference between Walter White and Heisenberg is that they are completely different people. Walter White is a nervous wreck, loving father, controller boardering on O.C.D. Heisenberg is a cold-blooded-killer, an amazing manipulator, and an excellent kingpin/drugdealer.

As much as Walter might like it, he never really becomes the evil Heisenberg he creates. However, he does possess many attributes of the so called killer.

In my book Wanna Cook? by Ensley F. Gufrey + K. Dale Koontz, they write that Walter White is not like Tony Soprano or Don Draper despite many critics aligning him with those antiheroes. Well, though I never really watched The Sopranos or Mad Men (just a few episodes here and there), I have to agree because Heisenberg isn't really a man but a man dreamed up by Walter White. He's a madeup character in a madeup world. Maybe Walt knows who Tony and Don are, but since the show loves to inform you of real life criminals, Walt would probably compare himself to someone like Al Capone than a fictional character.

You can all argue with me and say I don't know what I'm writing since Walter White really tries to make himself Heisenberg, but that's the key word: "tries". Yes, he tries very hard but he fails. Some people weren't born to be criminals and Walter is one of them.

In "Ozymandias" (Season 5), Walter calls Skyler and again tries to portray Heisenberg but fails. Why? Because he's crying. He can't keep doing this. He can't keep putting his family in danger because he actually cares about them. He cares what happens to them. He can't even call his wife a "bitch" and leave it at that.

Despite all that Walt has done, he always tries to make the right decision. He leaves Holly in the firestation because he's not trying to rip his family a part, but he has ripped his family from him.
To quote Saul when he's talking about Jesse in "Rabid Dog": "Yeah, but you gotta understand: deep down, he loves me." This is exactly how Walt thinks of his family: "deep down, he loves" them. He can't even let Hank get killed and in the end, Jesse doesn't die despite Walt's command that he needs to be eliminated.

The problem with Walt is that he is all about control and it takes him a longass time to realize that he can't control basically anything no matter how much he tries. He can't control his family, he can't control Jesse, he barely can control anything.

When Hank dies, Walt is heartbroken. He finally realizes exactly what he meant when he told Skyler in "End Times" (Season 4), "Those consequences, they're coming." Hank's death, Jesse's imprisonment, the destruction of Walt's family is all because of those "consequences".

Like I wrote before, some people were not born to be bad. Well, Walt breaks bad but he realizes soon after how that was a really bad idea. Walt's all about control so he just wants to control everything even when he can't. The only reason he's even in the whole meth business is because of cancer. Cancer that fittingly comes back as if to haunt Walt why he started the meth business in the first place.

But what about money? Does Walt care more about that than his family as Hank hints in "Blood Money" (Season 5)? Yes and no. The only reason he cares about the money is because he earned it. He worked for it. Losing that would show how he has nothing to explain his actions. Without his money, he has no evidence to show that everything he did was for good intentions. Walt (as I have written three times now), cares about his family. He fucks it all up because of his own doing but in the end, he cares about his family. He gets a new identity for his family, he makes all that money for his family, he does everything for his family. And as we near the end of the series, Walter White has finally realized what a danger he is to his family. As he said in "Cornered" (Season 4): "I am the danger." Yes, Walt, yes you are. And finally you are now protecting your family from the danger: you.

In conclusion, Walter White is not strong enough to be Heisenberg. To be someone like that, you have to be emotionally cold, distant, and not give a fuck about anything. This means that anything that happens, you are not affected by it. Basically, you become a sociopath or a psychopath or both. Walt is neither of these things and this shows how Heisenberg is a mask and Walt is not the best performer.

Wednesday, May 18, 2016

THE RUFFETT CHAPTERS: BARNEY STINSON MAY BE THE BIGGEST WOMANIZER ON THE PLANET (AND REMAIN GAY) BUT HE STILL IS THE SADDEST MAN

Barney Stinson, NOT Neil Patrick Harris. Neil Patrick Harris is awesome! Think about it: this man hides from everyone: Ted, Robin, Lily, Marshall, and everybody else. He lies, he cheats, he sleeps, he eats. He’s a fucking baby with suits and other qualities. You know what’s the most depressing part of Barney Stinson? He falls in love with his kid. HIS KID! Not his wife or whomever he banged to produce that child. HIS KID! Hey, that’s nice. But you know what’s nicer? LOVING THE WOMAN WHO PRODUCED THAT CHILD! Anyway, I am rewatching How I Met Your Mother and now I realize how painful Barney’s life is. I never want to be this man. Ted Mosby’s a slut. Shut up. I will never be Barney or Stupid Ted. I am slutty Ted, but only one person can call me that. Ah Hell, everyone can call me that. Doesn’t change me and doesn’t make me think less of myself.

When I was younger, I admired Barney. I thought suits were so cool that I tried it out. I went to a strip club with my friend Sam and we both wore suits. We pretended we were T.V. Anchors and this girl (stripper) really wanted me to go to the V.I.P. room. I didn’t go because A) I AM NOT BARNEY and B) I didn’t have the money. But then we hit a downward spiral where I go into The Madison wearing a suit trying to pick up a girl. The only women I did pick up were older woman who complimented my suitmanship skills. Fuck you, bitches. Honestly, that’s depressing. And this is why I hate The Maddie. Also for another reason but I think that’s one’s psychological. Anyway, it’s miserable watching Barney be an idiot. The brilliance of How I Met Your Mother is character development. You know what that means? People change. Walter White changes into Heisenberg. Marshall changes from weak to strong. Lily changes from cute to a cute mom. Robin changes from closed to open. Barney changes from a liar, a cheat, a scumbag to a man who finally understand what LOVE is. Ted changes from desperate, lonely, hopeless to a changed man because he marries a beautiful woman. So Married Ted becomes HAPPY. Tracy changes from a pushover to STRONG, BEAUTIFUL, INDEPENDENT, LOVING, WOMAN. She has the most rapid change because well, duh. As my friend TradeMark points out, there are no changes in Friends. She’s right! Everyone stays the same. Everyone remains archetypes of themselves. You can try to squeeze change out of the show but good luck. As Dominic’s girlfriend points out: Friends is a sitcom and sitcoms don’t have changing characters. She’s right. Seinfeld’s the same thing and (I hate to admit it) but THE MINDY PROJECT! But I think everyone on this Earth now realizes why I even watched that show. This is disappointing. COMEDIES, LISTEN UP! Be more real. Be more like dramas. I think How I Met Your Mother is the only comedic show that has shown change within its characters so they become people and not archetypes. This is important. This is what makes good writing: good characters. That and good dialogue. The only reason J.K. Rowling is famous, the only reason Jack Reacher is on film, and the only reason so many good shows and movies exist is because of good snappy dialogue. There are many different ways to write a show, movie, book, whatever but writers need to realize that when something works: it has to always work. Dark Places didn’t do so well on Netflix and I don’t know how it fared with the reading crowd, but Gillian Flynn screwed up. She knows it, I know it, and so do many others. Something clicked with Gone Girl that didn’t click with any other book she’s written. Sorry, Gillian. Same with J.K. Rowling. No other book of Jo’s has been highlighted to the same success as Harry Potter. NOTHING! And that must hurt. I think that’s why she’s going back to her roots. I mean, she never said she would never explore Harry Potter’s world again, but that Harry wouldn’t be the main character. Well, guess what? Her latest book is not about Harry, but about his son. Albus? I think. Anyway, with that out of the way I just want to write that shows are moving in a positive direction and I want this to continue. We need more shows like How I Met Your Mother; we really do. The world knows we need more real life comedies.

With writes,

-Andy Ruffett

Thursday, May 12, 2016

THE RUFFFETT CHAPTERS: The Problem with Christie

Kids, the problem with Christie is that she is Tracy. But the problem with Tracy is A) she's not real B) she's fictional and C) she's too perfect.

There's is nothing wrong with Tracy. Where are the flaws? There's got to be something Ted does not like about Tracy. She is not perfect. The only people who are perfect live in storybooks. Doesn't Tracy tell Ted that he should stop living in a storybook, to stop living in a fairytale?

The problem with How I Met Your Mother is that the kids never really learn about Tracy. They learn about Ted's version. I guess, in a way it's nice. But it's make Tracy basically a memory, not a human. She's a human with imperfections.

Kids, that's love.

Love has no perfections. Love is blind. Love is hard, love is hard to find. But when you find love and when you find it with that right girl, that right boy, nothing else fucking matters. Why? Because you're together. Sure, there will be fights. But we get through them.

The reason we don't see Tracy's flaws is because she doesn't have any. At least, in Ted's mind and eyes. 

This is Professor Mosby Signing off as Andy Ruffett.

With writes.




Wednesday, April 27, 2016

THE RUFFETT CHAPTERS: A Greek Thing

Or maybe it's a Christie Thing. It's certainly not a half-Greek thing because all my Greek friends have come to my house but I've never been to theirs. Why I haven't been to Christie's makes sense but what about George? I'm not planning to have sex with George. George says that it's because his house is always being renovated. But isn't it funny? I've never been to any of my Greek friend's houses: Spiro, George, Christie, (I guess Christie's really an exfriend, right? Nah.) and any other Greek friends I haven't mentioned. I've been to Half-Greek houses but never Full-Greek houses. Well, Greek friends. Obviously I've been to Full-Greek people's houses but they were either relatives or friends of my parents or other family members which technically makes them family. Why am I writing this? I don't know, I just thought it's interesting. Food for thought.

With writes,

-Andy Ruffett

THE RUFFETT CHAPTERS: Curfews

This is the chapter where I complain. Fuck you, these are my CHAPTERS! Anyway, fuck curfews. According to my parents I shouldn't be on this computer because I should be sleeping. I'm only allowed on the computer at 8 A.M. until 11 P.M. Well, fuck that. I tried to go back to sleep and failed so now I'm up. Sorry, PARENTS.

God, I hate living at home. There are so many rules that a 24-year-old should never have. Oh, right, sorry, I'm sick. Right, forgot. Well, who said it was your life anyway? Oh, right, sorry, you live here too. Well, I'm sorry, I'm not here by choice I'm here because of circumstances. Stop telling me it's by choice. You think I enjoy living here and remaining unemployed? NO! You think I'm not trying? Seriously? Fuck you. No, I don't actually mean that. I just wrote it so you would shut the fuck up. Oh, I'm sorry. Apparently I have a swearing problem and can't control my emotions. Well, you know what? IT'S ABOUT FUCKING TIME!

Seriously, living at home sucks. Yes, I'm not doing much to fix my situation but the point is, I AM TRYING. Maybe my parents don't see proof but I don't need to prove anything to anyone but myself. And to me, I'm improving. Between you and me reader, I was never sick in the first place. But let's keep that between us, O.K.?

Cool. You're a good friend.

With writes,

-Andy Ruffett