The Oscars are over – Now I won’t have to throw up for 364 more days
The 81st annual academy awards show was on last night and I’m glad it’s over. I warn you now that my description of these people requires tremendous use of the hyphen, but I just don’t have any choice. I’ve never seen a bigger bunch of out-of-touch, self-absorbed, left-wing, bleeding-heart, freak shows in my entire life. At what point did the aliens of Hollywood get the notion that they are providing a valuable service? I don’t know about you, but I don’t need actors (or musicians) to tell me about equality, caring, fairness, or any other quality that involves morality, as there obviously isn’t any in Hollywood. From what I gather, though, this is what Hollywood is trying to teach us:
1. It’s ok to fly around in private jets as long as you tell everyone else to drive electric cars.
2. Black people make up 60 or 70 percent of the population (not the 12.9% the census tells us) and can’t get a fair shake in this country.
3. Almost all Californians are gay and very upset that they can’t get married.
4. Since the economy is “down,” the planners of this event were “sensitive” to those out of work and “scaled back” the festivities so they weren’t so “lavish.” This pretend sense of “caring” makes “me” want to “vomit” “profusely.”
What happened to the good old days when everybody out there was nice, all dressed up in their suits, smiling and drinking champagne, keeping their stupid opinions to themselves? It’s a good thing I’m not like that.