Recently, I was reading some translated news item over at Jayne Stars about husband-and-wife actors Julian Cheung and Anita Yuen (Miss Hong Kong 1990 and two-time Hong Kong Film Award winner for Best Actress), and their infant son Morton.
Morton?
Far be it from me to criticize an infant for something he can’t control like his name…so I shall blame his parents.
Morton???
I know celebrities have a penchant for screwing over their children with pretentious names like Scout or whatever, but usually the idea is to curse them with a name that’s supposedly cool or attention-grabbing at first blush. At the very least, pick something that’s dumbfounding. Only later are you supposed to realize the inanity of the child’s name–it’s supposed to explode on you with the suddenness of a suicide bomber. But with a name like “Morton” the inanity is right there, in your face. To me, the name “Morton” calls to mind three things: (1) Morton Downey, Jr.; (2) steakhouses; or (3) salt.
Let’s hope this doesn’t set a precedent for Morton’s future. Bad enough to be the offspring of celebrities. Even worse if you’re doomed to become the Hong Kong version of a raging right-wing American talk show host from the 1980s. Or a steak knife-wielding salt miner.
My condolences to you, Morton. No doubt therapy will have made great strides by the time you get it; I’m sure it will do wonders for you.
In the past I’d read ur prevoius blog (was great disappointed when it went on ‘hiatus’) and with the advent of a month of exams; have obviously launched into the inevitable spiel of procrastination. so imagine my joy when i realize there’s a clicky link to more!
fabulous writing
couldn’t have put it better.
and here i was thinking i was the only sarcastic and cynical asian loving to bask in the ire and hilariousness of HK