Someone pass Hollywood a tissue. They simply don’t know how on earth they are going to survive under President Donald Trump. They’ve already had their cryfest over losing their political Savior and Lord, Barack Obama, and after expecting all along that Hillary Clinton was simply going through the motions before her coronation as Queen and Empress the first female President, they seem to be having a hard time dealing with the reality of an American voting public that doesn’t think like they do, and yet they still depend on to support their so-called “works of art.”

Enter Meryl Streep, who was accepting the Cecil B. deMille award for “outstanding contributions to the world of entertainment,” and decided to go on a bit of a rant/sobfest/temper tantrum about Just! How! Upset! She! Is! About! The! Election!

Thank you, Hollywood Foreign Press. Just to pick up on what Hugh Laurie said: You and all of us in this room really belong to the most vilified segments in American society right now. Think about it: Hollywood, foreigners and the press.

So Hollywood is crawling with outsiders and foreigners. And if we kick them all out you’ll have nothing to watch but football and mixed martial arts, which are not the arts.

They gave me three seconds to say this, so: An actor’s only job is to enter the lives of people who are different from us, and let you feel what that feels like. And there were many, many, many powerful performances this year that did exactly that. Breathtaking, compassionate work.

But there was one performance this year that stunned me. It sank its hooks in my heart. Not because it was good; there was nothing good about it. But it was effective and it did its job. It made its intended audience laugh, and show their teeth. It was that moment when the person asking to sit in the most respected seat in our country imitated a disabled reporter. Someone he outranked in privilege, power and the capacity to fight back. It kind of broke my heart when I saw it, and I still can’t get it out of my head, because it wasn’t in a movie. It was real life. And this instinct to humiliate, when it’s modeled by someone in the public platform, by someone powerful, it filters down into everybody’s life, because it kinda gives permission for other people to do the same thing. Disrespect invites disrespect, violence incites violence. And when the powerful use their position to bully others we all lose. O.K., go on with it.