Tonight, at the 90th
Academy Awards, Hollywood elitists draped in clothing worth millions of dollars
in an auditorium festooned like the Palace at Versailles will sneer condescendingly
at the rest of us touting what they fervently believe are the best policies for
this country.
These narcissistic,
overprotected, overprivileged simps with their self-important and hysterical
responses to the 2016 presidential election will use the Dolby Theatre stage to
espouse criticism of President Trump, gun ownership and hype the #MeToo
movement.
The irony is
palpable. Hollywood is rife with
violence, pornography and squalid politics.
The dark underbelly of the film industry has been the focus of guerilla
street artists like Sabo and Plastic Jesus.
In the case of Sabo, he put up three billboards in downtown LA. One read: “And the Oscar for biggest
pedophile goes to…” Another says, “We
all knew and still no arrests” and the third read, “Name names on stage or shut
the hell up!”
Plastic Jesus installed
a life-sized Harvey Weinstein statue seated on a golden casting couch on
Hollywood Boulevard near the site of the Oscars to highlight the entertainment
industry’s sexual misconduct crisis.
The casting couch has
been in existence since 1912 when Universal Pictures became the first major
studio. Women somehow made their peace for most of their careers with
this uncomfortable reality that was known to practically everybody. Parading
around on the red carpet in evening gowns split down to their navels and up
their thighs almost to their lady parts is not an effective form of protest.
Jimmy Kimmel, former
host of “The Man Show” and the “Juggy Talent Show”, has never been made to
answer for the shameless, over-the-top sexism of groping women on camera,
making fun of their weight, mortifying them on the street and objectifying them
on trampolines on his “Man Show”.
Kimmel, who has been
dubbed “America’s Conscience”, will be making his second appearance as the host
of tonight’s shit show. He has never been
critical of Weinstein saying only, “[he’s] not a friend of mine. I’m not in the movie business.”
His selection was an arrogant, tone-deaf choice in the era
of #MeToo and Times Up. Hypocrisy, thy
name is Jimmy Kimmel.
As opposed to watching the Oscars tomorrow, I'm opting to kayak solo across the Pacific with a rabid raccoon loose in the leg space of the vessel.— Dennis Miller (@DennisDMZ) March 4, 2018
Can’t wait! STREAM IT LIVE! #USA pic.twitter.com/Am21OS5NJF— DONNA WARREN 🇺🇸 (@DonnaWR8) March 4, 2018
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