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Italian Anger, the Leafs Rebuild, and a Whirlwind Romance

/By / Feb 26, 2019

Nappoholics Anonymous is a weekly column featuring twelve random thoughts by actor Tony Nappo. Some are funny, some are poignant, some bother him, and some make him weep from sadness while others make him weep for joy. Here are his thoughts: unfiltered, uncensored, and only occasionally unsafe for work.

1. The difference between Italian people and white people #1732- When Italian people are mad at you, it’s really hard to miss. You can see and hear them being mad at you. When white people are mad at you, it just kinda suddenly gets really, really, really, fucking quiet.


Photo credit- Mike Koichopolos
Caption credit- Lawrence Bayne

3. I just realized that this year marks the twenty-fifth Anniversary of the Leafs rebuilding phase. After World War II, it took fifteen years to rebuild Japan and thirteen years to rebuild Belgium. Just saying.

4. Guest Post of the Week

5. In honour of Peter Tork’s passing-
Top Five Canadian Conservative Party Voter Monkees Songs

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6. I turned fifty-one on Friday and the third biggest regret of my life is that I thought of this hashtag three years too late.

7. While we were watching Jaws on my birthday, my mom told me that when she was young and got scared watching a movie, her dad would always say to her, “Don’t worry. The cameraman will save them.”

8. Classic Me

9. Ella texted me from the bathroom that she threw up in the toilet.

I ran to the bathroom to make sure she was okay.

Then she texted me this photo.

Feel free to steal it. I’m pretty sure she did.

10. Was having written discussion with Sochi Fried about the issue of putting actors’ names on posters and publicity in theatre. She is on Equity’s negotiating team for the CTA and told me that she has been told that it’s an issue that has come up many times in the past but Equity hasn’t met with any success in negotiations on the matter. Sochi, to be clear, is a friend, and a great person for us to have at the negotiating table. This was my response to her about how to get this done, in my opinion, swiftly and finally:

“I don’t understand how a union has any trouble negotiating this.

You sit down at the table and say this needs to be done or we go on strike. It won’t actually cost them (the producers) one single penny. If just forces them to change and adapt. They can’t make any theatre without actors. They have to agree or they have empty theatres generating zero revenue. You’d have to call a strike vote before negotiations. And that’s where the problem lies, ultimately. You’ll find a lot more actors are likely to complain about names not being in posters or publicity than will refuse to work until they are. And again- unless the membership decides we won’t work until this happens, it won’t happen.

It’s all easy, in theory.

Like everything else, it’s people that fuck it up, in the end.”

In the end, the actual answer to whose fault it is that actor’s names aren’t on anything is ours. When we want it badly enough, we’ll get it.

11. Food for Thought of the Week

12. Those of you keeping score of my ever changing relationship status, please note that I was in brief but meaningful relationship again from Wednesday morning around 9:45a.m. to Thursday noonish. Pretty rebound-y and whirlwind-y, I admit but around 11:15a.m. on Thursday we realized that we probably had rushed into things a bit too quickly and we actually weren’t right for each other. As much as we loved spending time, and as attracted as we were to each other, it was never gonna work out. It was a magical time though, as short as it was. This one is gonna really take some serious time to get over. Benjamin Ayres. I won’t ever forget you.

Tony Nappo

Tony Nappo

Tony is Italian, he’s from Scarborough, he’s an actor, he’s a father, he’s a really good house painter, and he doesn’t believe that most things matter, ultimately, at all.



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