The Oscars

The Oscars were once a celebration of artistry and acting achievement. No more. This gala has morphed into an exposition of egomania. When the host, in this case the unfunny Jimmy Kimmel, can call our president (ironically, one of them) old and fat, this celebration has abandoned all semblance of representing American values. Almost without their realizing it, the symbiotic relationship that Hollywood once had enjoyed with movie goers has become parasitic. We, the unwashed, the unhip, the unwise, have elected as our president someone whom these glitterati just can't accept. They are bigger and better than us ... just look at their mansions, their clothes, their awards, their private jets, their adoring fans.

All these accoutrements must mean that they are right and we, who voted for Trump, are wrong. They want our previous president back ... because he was with them and they were with him. They can't dare to think that his policies were bad for America. After all the echo chamber that is most of our media fell all over themselves saying this in many clever and concocted ways. The fact that these outlets are losing readership and viewership is disturbing only in that it presages our country drifting into a undemocratic dictatorship ... full of irredeemable deplorable people. (Of course, forgetting that these are the paying audience for their increasingly political and derivative pap.)

Of course these zombies have not lost their acting abilities ... and so they can fake sincerity with the best of the politicians ... or perhaps the other way round? They prance and pose on the red carpet (an appropriate color). They regurgitate the latest memorized mainstream media memes, not really understanding the implications. They now hate Russia but love communism. They hate borders but love their high compound fences. They hate guns but have body guards. They eschew violence but use it extensively in their movies. They hate Israel but embrace Islam while violating most of its tenets ... tenets which would call for their death or maiming. I think the term for these character discrepancies is hypocrisy.

And so these celebrated low-lives assemble at the Oscars to reinforce their delusions that they are righteous and caring. They embrace all and every "good" thing while looking down their noses at those of us who may have concerns about their Utopian visions. They will whisk up their golden statues and six figure swag bags, retire to posh pandering parties with other cocaine-sniffing celebrities ... comforted that they are righteous and we, their uninformed audiences, are stupid and wrong.

Pot Calling the Kettle Black

For some reason George Soros has spent big money to get recreational marijuana legalized in the United States … and he is succeeding.  (Is it because he hates this country so much?)  He has recently been victorious in both Washington state and Colorado. 

Now many other states, seeing the tax revenue that legalized recreational pot can produce, are greedily moving toward mimicking the relaxation of their own drug laws.  First they are ok-ing medical marijuana, then no penalty for small amounts of Mary Jane, next legalizing recreational weed use, and finally imposing taxes on such indulgences.  I say “finally,” but I strongly suspect there will be many further steps in this stairway to national perdition.

I have, in the past, commented that this trend will not be without its consequences … see: Yes We Cannibis.  Nothing pleasurable really is.  Although small, infrequent use of ganja may be relatively harmless … I sincerely doubt that this will characterize the majority of such future reefer users.  Look what has happened in our entertainment industry … all those glitterati could not have gotten so stupid on their own. 

When, many years from now, our society fully recognizes the ultimate costs, George Soros will be long gone and the tax revenue produced by this indulgence will be too great to forgo.  In the meantime there will be legions of apologists who chose to be blind to our nation's downward spiral. 

I am not one of them.

Afterward: I might have said that the nation is going to pot ...

Sign of the Times

The President and his wife have sway over much of the American psyche.  They can and do influence things for the better or worse.  This time I believe it was for the worse.  Michelle Obama recently invited a gaggle of Hollywood glitterati to the White House to instruct east-coast teenagers on how to make it in Tinseltown … see: US News Story. 

I guess we have enough doctors, engineers, nurses and accountants.

Glitz

Tom Brokaw was right.  It’s time to “rethink” the White House Correspondents’ Dinner as he declined his invitation to attend this year. “What kind of image do we present to the rest of the country? Are we doing their business, or are we just a group of narcissists who are mostly interested in elevating our own profiles?” Read more at: Politico Story.

This sickening soiree has morphed into an unseemly display of glitz and egos (see: Deadline Story). It is a melding of Hollywood and the Washington Beltway elite … or at least those who consider themselves to be same. Here is a partial list of the Tinsel Town glitterati who attended last night’s over-the-top bacchanal: Julia Louis-Dreyfus, Amy Poehler, Katy Perry, Michael J. Fox, Sharon Stone, Sofia Vergara, Olivia Wilde, Jason Sudeikis, Steven Spielberg, Matthew Perry, Barbara Streisand, Tony Goldwyn, Conan O’Brien, Daniel Day-Lewis, Tracy Morgan, Psy, Michelle Dockery, Megan Hilty, Josh Gad, George Lucas, Reese Witherspoon, Jeffrey Katzenberg, Kevin Spacey, Robin Wright, Tracey Pollen, Michael Douglas, Catherine Zeta-Jones, Nicole Kidman, Jon Bon Jovi, Cortney Cox, Kate Walsh, Kathleen Turner, Dan Stevens, Harvey Weinstein, Fred Armisen, Ashley Judd, Kristin Chenoweth, and George Clooney. 

How many of these primping, pimping pismires are correspondents … or could even compose the text on the back of a cereal box?  Talk about your "cult of personality" ... the Soviets had nothing on us!

The Door to Hell

Around five years ago, Hugo Chavez said to the assembled U.N. members that, as a result of George W. Bush’s previously being at this same podium, there was still a lingering smell of sulfur.  In other words, Bush was the Devil personified.  I’ve always found it fascinating that many politicians try to cleanse their own souls by accusing others of their own transgressions … and I’m not just painting liberals with this sin … many conservatives have also been culpable. 

And so it is with Hugo Chavez.  His sins since grabbing power in Venezuela in 1998 have been rife … from corruption … to drug trafficking … to kidnapping … to anti-semitism … to despotism … even to murder … see: Curacao Chronicle.

Now Hugo Chavez appears to be on his deathbed in Cuba … and when he does succumb, I’m sure that there will be much donning of sackcloth and gnashing of teeth among the liberal glitterati of this country (Sean Penn, for example).  However, when this happens, I fully expect a fissure to open up in the earth somewhere near Havana … belching fire and the actual smell of sulfur … and Hugo baby being escorted, under the blare of out-of-tune trumpets, down to his fiery residence for all of eternity.   (Hopefully in tandem with Fidel Castro?)

Hanging Crepe

That gifted singer, Whitney Houston, has died ... resulting from a presumed overdose of whatever drug(s) ... see: EOnline Story.  Much of our nation and media are gnashing their collective teeth at her passing.  However, I prefer to hang some black crepe for the thousands of innocent Mexicans who have died at the hands of the drug lords down there.  They have been supplying, at great profit, Whitney and her ilk among the Hollywood glitterati the pills, powders and plants that alter their minds ... so they cannot see the grievous damage they are inflicting on others.  All too often anyone who stands in the way of these feel-good suppliers is brutally offed

When will these nose-knows nabobs ever learn?

The Wages of Sin

Mexico is rapidly becoming a place of brutal Afghanistan-like anarchy. Recently 72 men and women were massacred in north-eastern Mexico in what is believed to be a mass execution of Central Americans hoping to slip across the United States border. See: Mexican Massacre. These killings are attributed to a Mexican drug cartel branching out into human trafficking. It is believed that the four-year total of deaths attributed to these drug cartels now exceeds 28,000. Mexico, itself, seems unwilling or unable to curb this violence. And we in this country seem conveniently to paper-over this horrendous bloodshed.

Why do we ignore it? I think that many in our ruling class and glitterati find the work of these drug cartels to be quite utile. (By glitterati I mean many in the entertainment and sports industries who have more money than they can possibly rationally spend. And by ruling class, I mean our politicians and industry titans who turn their backs on our illegal immigration problem.) These cartels supply the cocaine that the glitterati (and some in the ruling class) stuff up their noses … and offer the ruling class a steady supply of cheap labor and emotional voters who are useful to their power-hungry purposes.

What is even more galling is that our glitterati and ruling class too often pontificate on how we, who decry this massive illegal immigration and this manic drug abuse are the baddies … and that they are the compassionate ones. Bull hockey! Tell it to the families to these Central American victims.