A Fistful of Dribbles

Do you remember that Marlon Brando always used to get a hard time for being difficult to work with?

Why was it such a surprise?

What else would you expect from someone who called his son Superman? 

It's bad enough nowadays when naming children after a food, a fruit or weather condition.

Peaches or Romeo, 

Buster or Fido, 

Rocket or Buzz.

Yes, of course we should punch Jamie Oliver in the face if we get the chance.

Nobody is arguing that we should forget to do that.

But he's not the only one deserving of a knuckle croque monsieur.

Being difficult to work with is hardly a surprise is it?

So give poor old Marlon a break.

It's not as if he ever called his dog, Dog.

I'm not saying he was perfect. 

He wasn't. 

He was very fat.

But he didn't call his cat, Philip.

As I reminded my nephew Cumulonimbus, recently.