Adonis Diaries

Up in the air: Be my co-pilot, firing by internet, and George Cluny?

The movie “Up in the air” is good; it is the most powerful harrowing story of America of what I have watched so far.  Internet came handy for firing employees by video “conferencing”. 

Yes, you can legally fire a person a thousand miles away on internet.  A fired worker was crying bitterly on camera and the girl snapped him out of his misery like a drill Sargent: “Get hold of yourself!  Go get your personal stuff and leave the building.”

The movie “Up in the air” is good. The girl who graduated cum laude from Cornell also had a few courses in psychology:  She felt deep down that the fired woman was too cool listening to the verdict and that she might put to execution her warning that she is going to commit suicide jumping off a bridge. 

Obviously, George Cluny the man, like the stereotypical man, is not that sensitive: It never occured to him that one of these fired people might actually commit suicide and he comforted the edgy new assistant off her premonition.

The movie “Up in the air” is good; it is the most harrowing story of America of what I have watched so far.  Cluny’s dream is to break flying the one million miles mark.  He simplified his traveling habits; he carries cases so that he won’t waste 35 minutes on airport check points every time he has to board a plane. 

Cluny still has to take off his shoes and belt when entering the X-rays barrier; (I think “undesirable looking” foreigners would be asked to undress and pull down their pants)

Cluny’s character is never to show physical outrage and destroy a hotel room or any other rooms like in most movies as a US character is pretty frustrated.  And I like that:  Every time an US film exhibits a raging destruction scene, I feel that the rage is not real and totally unfounded.  I hate to see frequent destruction scenes for stupid excuses. 

Cluny’s talk shows make sense to US society for unburdening one’s life of consumerism products:  They sound total nonsense outside the US borders.

Now you have Cluny’s sister getting married.  The fiance is having cold feet; that’s normal.  Cluny is dispatched to save the situation with his sweet talking. The guy tells Cluny: “I had this moment of silence last night by myself and I got into thinking.  After slaving for many years to taking care of the potential kids then, I die.  So, what’s the point?”   

Cluny says to the distraught guy: “There is indeed no point.  But it is nicer to live with a co-pilot.”  The fiance replies (as usual): “Nice touch” and he hurries to kneel in front of bride: “I love you so much.  Please, be my co-pilot.” 

Knowing that most of the serious and difficult tasks are done by co-pilot then, there is no problem to keep driving as long as you are not under the influence. 

There are occasional problems, actually so very common, but impossible to happen to parents; like one of the kids dying. 

In these situations, the co-pilot is out-of-order to be of any assistance, and within a year divorce it is. The co-pilot heaps all the blame on the wretched driver who did nothing but following directions and never looking back or reflecting on what is going on.

Yes, Cluny is to keep flying, living alone, smiling cleverly to beautiful women who are far smarter than he ever realized, and resume firing people by his new acquired internet techniques.