They’re really serious, guys. They want to punish the Trump administration for its immigration order. They want to send a very, very serious message to America.
The brilliant unthinking writers at Vox have suggested that the Oscars be canceled. And they seriously intone that “Trump’s immigration order has grave implications for an industry built by immigrants and refugees.”
Oh, please. Please, please, please make it happen! I no longer want to hear about them day after day, ad nauseam, on news feeds and social media.
I’m not alone, either.
LMAO… tuning in to watch Hollywood elitists lecture us little people? Cancel or not, why watch? https://t.co/WYQNf4BR0a
— Colorado RedTraci (@goptraci) January 31, 2017
https://twitter.com/LolosInTheHouse/status/826440892433051648?ref_src=twsrc%5Etfw
Vox must really think we want to be lectured by the likes of Leonardo DiCaprio, he of the massive carbon footprint, scolding us about the environment.
And hearing Michael Moore blather on yet again about how much he hates guns, and George Bush, and war, and whatever his current complaint du jour is.
Conservative Americans just can’t wait to hear how some Whatsisname who won a Major Award from the Screen Actors Guild wants to punch us in the face.
And we’re tired of the haughty, overbearing, pretentious, and devoid-of-brains celebrities and their fawning media haranguing us about how “Hollywood was built by immigrants and refugees.”
Guess what? My grandparents were immigrants, too. They came from Germany, and my grandfather worked in the steel mills of Gary, Indiana, actually contributing to the production of useful products. You know, stuff like cars and machinery and steel beams for construction. In the early 1940’s his work helped to produce the planes and boats, tanks and weapons, that were used to win World War II.
But in Hollywood his kind of immigrant wouldn’t count. After all, he was European, Christian, and no fan of FDR. And he wasn’t, you know, rich, well-dressed, and entertaining. His industry wouldn’t be honored either — those steel mills really belched out pollution during those days.
But yes, let’s cancel the Oscars. And the Grammys, and Emmys, and all the other award programs with cutsey names where overblown, preening glitterati gather to celebrate each other and their soooo important industry. I have far, far better things to do.
But how will we ever fawn and drool over all the fabulous dresses, and mock and hold ourselves as obviously superior to those who dress poorly if they cancel?!? Whatever will we do?!?!?!?
(I’ll probably do what I always do – wake up the next morning and see the news full of info about it and think “Oh, that happened last night? Didn’t we just do that? Oh well.” And I’ll go about my day.)
Hollywood, where conservatives have to hide in the closet. So clueless, so self important.
I for one vote: KEEP THE OSCARS! These days Oscar-winning movies are dreck, and Oscar-winning actors/actresses are all ego and no talent.
Think of it as a Public Service Announcement paid for by our self-anointed moral and intellectual betters.
My mother and grandmother were immigrants and spent months on Angel Island with scores of other immigrants before being allowed to join my grandfather. My mother’s goal was to assimilate into American culture at the same time retaining the language and customs of her birth country. My granfmother’s proudest moment was when she became an American citizen. How I wish for today’s immigrants to assimilate and become part of this country. I also wish for many of our current citizens become a part of this country.
Gee, they’d actually cancel their annual “cirle-fest” of self-congratulatory adulation just to spite us?
Please, oh please, throw us all in the briar patch!
Just another Terrible Twos Temper Tantrum along the lines of the classic “If I don’t get my way and you cave to my demands, then I’ll hold my breath” threat, to which the wise parent replies, “OK, sweetie, just have a seat here on this nice soft floor pillow so that when you pass out you won’t fall too far and hurt yourself. Let me know when you’re done, OK?”
I agree Chris, but with these idiots, better to omit the pillow….
Yuppers.
Dear Drama Divas (gender-of-choice):
Don’t go away mad, just go away.
Also —- Have you ever thought of going on the stage? Great! There’s one leaving in 15 minutes; be on it.
You can easily spot narcissists — their “I”s are too close together.
Self-made creatures in love with their creator.
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