One minute Y&R's storyline future looks bright and shiny and filled with promise. The next, darkness descends, chaos commences and insanity ensues. As you can see from the majority of fan feedback, the Chloe and Cane soundtrack has struck a chord in the hearts and minds of many faithful fans. Unfortunately, the notes coming from the CD are stridently sour and obviously off key. Poor, poor Chloe, Mommy threw her giraffe away. Did your heart just bleed buckets for her? Well, color me uncaring, but mine definitely did not.
Like others in GC who had a silver spoon forced into their mouths at too early an age, Chloe implies she would have preferred Mommy's love over the Chancellor cash which presumably kept her captive in the very best of boarding schools. Darn that good life. It made her a lying manipulative mini monster looking for love in only the places populated by the prosperous. Here is my problem with poor, neglected Chloe. She keeps claiming she wants her baby to grow up sheltered in the loving arms of both its parents. But, if that were true, she'd be hanging the baby around the neck of its real father. I could probably cut her a little slack if I bought that she really, truly cared about Cane. But at the time she set her cap for Cane, she hardly knew him, in fact, doesn't know him still, so she couldn't possibly have done all of this out of love. And it has nothing to do with the baby bun in her oven, because she was setting Cane up for the slaughter long before the unprotected sex act that put her in the expectant parent way. I guess I've grown a little weary of the neglected childhood defense as the oft-touted excuse to explain growing up to be a horrid, hateful person who destroys anyone in the way of what they have selfishly decided they deserve to have, no matter the cost to some usually innocent party.
As for Cane, there's no sympathy stuck to the bottom of my satchel for his gullible behind either. I was shipped off to live with my uncle, he complained, and grew up with nothing but lies. Well, guess what Cane? Unless the truth somehow slaps you sensible, the legacy of lies will continue with the son or daughter that isn't yours. I'm beginning to wonder if Cane is capable of an original thought. The DNA letter says can't be excluded, and he apparently reads that as definitely is. Lily says marry Chloe (a statement which, by the way, earned her exactly the amount of sympathy allotted to Cane) and he trots off to do exactly that, breaking all previous GC records for mad dashes to the justice of the peace. Jill says here's the guest list and the day we'll celebrate and Cane simply nods his silly head in agreement. Is he a man or a puppet with strings for anyone to pick up and jerk him around?
The only bright spot in this reeking mess of rottenness is the hopeful thought of Chloe's comeuppance. Now, I'm not quite gullible enough to believe Cane and company learning Chloe is Esther's lying daughter, who has known from the beginning all the players on the Chancellor game board, will be enough to make Cane turn his back on her. Even though it will prove yet again she's a liar and a sneak, there is still a baby to be born, and as long as Cane thinks it's his, it isn't likely he'll be leaving her side. So, until the true father surfaces and hopefully stakes his claim, I guess I'll have to get my joyful jollies from the dismay on Jill's face. Somehow, I doubt she'll be so willing to welcome Chloe to the family now that she knows from which maid she came. And even more delicious, if the baby is Billy's, Jill will be stuck with Chloe and Esther either way.
Of course, the way comeuppance things have been written lately, you know, with some Genoa Citians never ending up with the short, dirty end of the stick, while others never wind up with anything but, I'm not counting the eggs from the comeuppance chickens until I can hold them in my hot little hands. Because for all I know, Chloe will lose the baby before the truth comes out and Cane and Lily will never know the drunken deed was nothing more than an elaborately arranged undressed rehearsal.
Okay, I tried and tried to remain in Adam's corner, but finally, his inexplicable actions forced me to tuck my tail behind me and try to slink unnoticed from the Newman boardroom. If ever a situation called for me to face the screen and scream: What are you thinking!? This was it. But before I threw up my hands in despair and confusion, I tried rationalization first. Neil already proved where his loyalty lay, at the feet of Victoria and Nick. Which made sense, first because he knew them longest and best and also because though Victor supposedly put him in charge, Adam made it clear he was ignoring that directive. So I didn't really blame Neil for siding with the original Newmans against the newest upstart Newman. And, by that same token, I didn't really blame Adam for firing Neil, although I thought it was a 'bite off your nose to spite your face' kind of decision. Clearly, Adam knew he was never going to be able to trust Neil to work with him instead of leading the opposition against him. But, on the other hand, it's likely Adam really has bitten off much more than he is going to be able to safely chew and swallow, even with his Harvard degree. For much of the same reason, I could even understand his supreme enjoyment while booting Victoria's smug behind to the curb. Turnabout is fair play and Victoria thoroughly enjoyed kicking him off the Newman range.
But, eventually, after bonehead decision followed bonehead decision, I had to reluctantly release my rationalization and face reality. I understand Adam thought Victor had gone on to the great beyond, although I thought moving on after two minutes of mourning was a bit quick. But, hiring Brad? There isn't enough rationalization in the world to choke that one down. Sure, he didn't know Brad stole Newman company secrets and would have used them for Jabot had Nikki agreed. Because Victoria decided she would give him a free pass without the knowledge of both Daddy and brother dear. Now, of course, she wants to point a finger at that transgression. How typically hypocritical of her. And had he known Brad's determination to destroy David played more than a bit part in the melodrama that eventually led to Skye's death, I'd like to think he wouldn't have been so eager to invite the coyote to live in the hen house, but who knows. Adam claims an ability to keep business from personal, so perhaps, even forewarned and forearmed, he still might have offered Brad the key to the executive suite. But when it comes to Brad, he obviously isn't nearly as smart as he believes that Harvard degree makes him, because had he done even a little bit of his homework on Brad, he would have known that to give him an inch was to guarantee Brad would be helping himself to so much more.
Unfortunately, now that we know Victor is alive and literally none the worse for wear, Adam's current sweet triumph from the contents of the Will will undoubtedly be short-lived and is going to sour on his stomach. For what Victor will surely consider betrayal of the worst kind, both at the office and in inviting Heather to live as Lady of the Newman Land, Adam is surely going to be solidly swatted down and booted aside. I'm already preparing the bandages to bind Adam's near mortal injuries from the severe lashing he's likely to receive from Victor's raging tongue and all the little painful paper cuts Victoria will likely gloatingly inflict as well. When the time comes, I'm sure I will feel some of Adam's pain, but I can't honestly say he doesn't deserve at least some of what he's got coming.
Oh, Nikki, get up off your damp, sand-covered knees. You're making quite the spectacle of yourself. Now, while I understood every slurred word she said, try though I did, I confess I remained mostly unmoved. After so many months of her hate-filled spewing, I was unable to flip the switch and suddenly buy into this great and incomparable love she has for Victor. And then there was that one night fall from the wagon. Who knew one could clamber back aboard so easily, with nary a craving to torment you? She didn't even have a headache or a hangover. But that's beside the point, maybe there's still a stiff drink or three in her future should Victor not immediately return her adoration.
Speaking of Victor, did he even get on the boat that crumbled to bits beneath that pounding, stormy sea? How else to explain how he wound up without so much as a wrinkle or a salt water stain on his immaculate jeans and black T. Even his shoes appeared they'd never even been touched by a raindrop. And that black ball cap was still wedged firmly on his graying head. I couldn't help it. I laughed my head off when he magically appeared in answer to Nikki's despairing Viiictooor summons. Once Nikki returns to her cell phone and spreads the good news to her family, I guess there will be plenty of champagne corks popping in Genoa City.
Now that he's been found by all those he'd originally run from, I don't imagine Victor will cool his tennis shoed heels much longer in Mexico. Since Daddy wasn't dead, does that make any action initiated by Adam null and void? Is Newman stuck with Brad or can his contract simply be stamped invalid and thrust in his hands as he's escorted off the premises? If so, I guess Jill will be the one laughing last and longest at Brad's expense. Oh well, if that happens, with Adam also presumably heading for the unemployment line, perhaps two of them can start their own business together.
Thinking of monkey business can't help but bring Restless Style to my mind. Another issue filled with truths, both half and whole, and reputation-smearing innuendos hits the stands. As repayment for his Sabrina article, Nick reveals Jack's flaws, while behind his back, a jealous, obviously insecure Phyllis slashes a few furrows in Sharon's back for her hair chewing support of him. Maybe I'm remembering things wrong, but I didn't think Sharon exactly condoned Jack's article? I thought she found out what he'd done after the fact. At any rate, doesn't Phyllis support Nick? What's the diff between Sharon supporting Jack after he re-wrote the article and Phyllis supporting Nick before, during and after?
The initial uproar over who's my momma has subsided now and after a going away bash, Devon's little sister is heading to New Hampshire, her pseudo-mother trailing behind. It's terrible to admit, but I can't say I'll miss either of them or that out of nowhere storyline. But now that they're gone, what's next for Neil and Karen. I couldn't help but notice has vehemently Karen jumped to Neil's defense even losing her own job in the process, though he's shown he's not nearly so supportive of her. Will he now pine for Tyra (who it's said is reportedly going to return someway, somehow) and continue to rebuff Karen?
And what's to be done with Lily? If this Chloe insanity continues to the nine month mark, by the time it's done, Cane is likely to be madly in love with his lying bride, leaving Lily once again to mourn a lost love. Or will she, in the meantime, find a new love to fall for, like, say, Billy?
A thing that made me go hmmmmm. Fresh from their honeymoon, Jana was her usual unpredictable persona, this time determined to rid their lives of dark forces, evil spirits, bad karma and the like. One of the best parts of the week was the gleeful, satisfied look on Kevin's face as the flickering flames devoured the Ouija board. Apparently, Kevin's fascination with things hot and fiery aren't completely out of his system.
Rumor has it Michael's long missing father has signed a contract, so obviously, though he's reportedly scurried from the Ashram, we haven't seen the last of him. After all, there's still that clearing of his name to be done, along with some father son bonding, and perhaps a little disruption in the marriage of Jeff and Gloria. After the little I saw of River, I can't say I'm exactly on pins and needles on the edge of my sofa seat in bated breath anticipation, but who knows?
Well, that's all I have to say on the goings on of this week. Here's what you all had to say.