Last year, I wrote a post called The Jump-Off, in which I discussed the futility of being the other woman. In said post, I referenced the hit TV show Scandal, which I didn't watch at the time because I didn't like the idea of a sistah being a white man's side dish. I didn't give a damn that he was the POTUS.
Fast forward eight months. After spending the holidays with my bestie, who is a diehard Scandal fan, I'm now caught up on all 2.5 seasons of the show. I enjoyed everything not Olitz-related. In fact, I rolled my eyes and fast-forwarded through every "tender" scene they had together (which my bff thought was hilarious).
I don't understand their relationship. I don't believe their "love." In fact, I need someone to explain to me why he loves her and why she loves him.
Continued on Musings in the Dark