Now Watching: The Rockford Files - Profit and Loss
Beatty plays it hot,
greed sweating through his collar-
Rockford brings the ice.
Now Watching: The Rockford Files - Profit and Loss
Beatty plays it hot,
greed sweating through his collar-
Rockford brings the ice.
Now Watching: The Rockford Files - The Kirkoff Case
Rockford teaches:
If you're bleeding, it means the investigation is working.
In the Kirkoff job, every punch was just a clue with terrible communication skills.
Now Watching: The Rockford Files - The Dog and Pony Show.
Takeaway: Jim Rockford was woke before "woke" even woke up.
Jim Rockford -
the American Übermensch in a check sport coat,
outwitting fascists with a smirk and a fishing pole,
the holy man of Malibu
who teaches America the final gospel:
survive beautifully - and send the bill to the Archons.
All American men should aspire to be Jim Rockford - or stop breeding and shut the hell up.
I watch The Rockford Files
Jungianly,
like a dream oracle.
Jim's trailer is my wandering psyche,
the Firebird my shadow engine.
Each case cracks
another archetype loose.
I decode LA's smog like runes;
every sunset whispers:
find the Self behind the scam.
😆
Look who popped up on The Rockford Files: Mrs. Bob Newhart herself.
😄
Fog again on the coast tonight - feral, wrong.
The quiet feels older than the city, older than the lie of daylight.
Ghosts scrape sunlight like it owes them blood.
Rockford said truth lives in what we overlook,
but some nights it feels like the truth is staring back, unblinking.
The '70s teemed with beautiful women, and The Rockford Files collected them like some cosmic archive of California glamour.
My moral and intellectual mentor?
Not Aristotle. Not Kant. Not Hegel.
No.
The real architect of my metaphysics is this guy 👇
