Ronald Reagan. Ronald Reagan. Ronald Reagan. Ronald Reagan. Ronald Reagan. Ronald Reagan. Ronald Reagan. Ronald Reagan. Ronald Reagan. Ronald Reagan. Ronald Reagan. Ronald Reagan. Ronald Reagan. I m not about to offer any commentary on his life and presidency and all that. Enough pundits out there are having their say. And I really don t see the use in kicking a man when he s dead. But come on. Can we all finally, mercifully, at long last due, collectively say that it is Bedtime for Bonzo? A bigger deal has been made of Ronald Reagan s death and this ten-day funeral than when Jesus was crucified and died. And hecame back to life!. Yes, I feel bad for Ronald Reagan because I feel bad for anyone that loses a huge chunk of life because of Alzheimer s disease. And yes, I feel bad for Nancy Reagan because I feel bad for any wife who loses a husband she really loved. But must everything be so theatrical? The way that body was being flown around from coast to coast, you d think it was George W. Bush on the campaign trail, jetting about to fund-raisers on the taxpayers dime. And what about all those people lined up for eight hours at a time to walk past a box with a dead body in it? Did they really think the Ronald Reagan they knew and loved was actually in that coffin? I kept waiting for the line to get past the casket and then to a cliff, off of which all the mourners would jump one after the other like lemmings. It s as bad as the roadside shrines to people who ve been killed in car wrecks and the giant piles of teddy bears people feel the need to assemble while making a spectacle of a child s death. Tacky displays of public grief. It s embarrassing. But I guess people must grieve in whatever way works for them. And parading the current commander in chief out to deliver eulogies in person and on the radio? Not to mention his father, whom the Reagans didn t even like? Whom the Reagans wouldn t even allow to eat dinner with them in the White House most of the time? I guess the brainless one thought it was cute when, during one of his eulogies that he used to promote his cut and dry good vs. evil agenda (evil being anyone with a different culture than the oh-so-intellectual reality television-obsessed good old U S of A culture), he mentioned that when Ronald Reagan was asked about how a meeting with Bishop Desmond Tutu went, RR responded So-so. Yeah, ha ha ha. Could that have been because RR turned a blind eye to Apartheid so the rich white people could get richer at the cost of thousands of black people s lives and freedom and Tutu detested him for it? Cute, Georgie. Glad everyone got a good laugh. And glad for you that just after your appearance at the funeral, you headed off to your ranch (speaking of tacky) for yet another vacation so could watch your father jump out of that plane. Couldn t you have had the decency to jump with him, given us yet another chance to, well, I guess I d best hold my tongue lest the secret service people come knocking on my door. But back to the Reagans. I bet Patty Davis has taken more Xanax in the last 10 days than Noelle Bush has taken in the past year. She needs to give Nancy a hit off a joint so she might finally eat something. As for putting RR s image on a monetary bill, I am all for it. But not the $10 bill. I say, take Barbara Bush off the $1 bill and replace it with Reagan. Personally, I think if anyone s image is going to be on a bill, it should be Ray Charles, who also just passed away. Now, there s a legend. A friend pointed out to me that these things come in three s, and that the first two have R s in their names. Let s see, how do you spell GeoRge? Okay, they are probably really coming to get me now, so here s a quick look at some of what s going on this week. Tonight s Third Thursdays: Art After Dark at The Dixon at The Dixon Gallery and Gardens features live music by bluesman Richard Johnston. The Playwrights Forum s production of Art Farm opens at TheatreWorks. Tonight s Sunset Atop the Madison Series party on the rooftop of the Madison Hotel features cocktails and live jazz by Lynn Cardona. The Memphis Redbirds play New Orleans tonight at AutoZone Park. And if you want to scram out of town for the weekend, today kicks off the Oxford Film Fest at the Ole Miss, with more than 60 multi-genre films.