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If Only High School Were Like This

Maybe it is, in Indiana:

An Indiana school’s “lip dub” video has gone viral.

The toe-tapping film showcases thousands of Avon High School students and staff who lip sync to a “danthology” of 68 pop songs, including hits from Justin Timberlake, Lorde and Taylor Swift. And they did it all in the name of charity.

“Avon High School Lip Dub 2014” was produced to drum up excitement for the school’s dance marathon event this weekend, hoping to raise money for James Whitcomb Riley Hospital for Children.

Aren’t they adorable? Were we all that beautiful when we were that young?

You can donate to the James Whitcomb Riley Hospital for Children here if you are so moved.

PS: This was my first lip dub experience, and still the greatest, for my money:

I almost moved to Grand Rapids the day I saw this.


PPS: They’re nicer in the midwest. With exceptions.

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Ben Hecht

I first saw this at Caroline Glick’s site, but she quotes only part of it.

It’s awesome.

From 1948:

In these dark centuries that have never ended—the Jews carried the dream of Israel in their hearts. The Hebrew Nation of David and the Kings had been hammered to bits—but the bits refused to die. Every Jewish poet, every rabbi, and every worker at his bench kept alive this dream. In Spain after a thousand years of torment—the Jews still sang of their Jerusalem and their Holy Land. Jehuda Halevy [sic], the Hebrew poet of Spain, wrote of a homeland no Jew had seen for a thousand years:

Jerusalem, oh City of Splendor, oh bright home of the Jews—our spirit flies to you from many lands. In the East—in the far land of the cedar and the lemon trees our hearts lie. And our souls dwell beside the sun gone down on Israel.

The sun is no longer down. A champion fights in Palestine. He will not surrender. But he calls on us. He needs us.

If he loses, he will lose because we did not put a gun in his hand.

He will lose because we—and not he—were too small for the hour of Jewish destiny.

He will lose because the Jews of the world dreamed away the days of battle.

But these are only words I speak—words to wake up Jews if there are any asleep. He will not lose. No cause that had behind it the sweet and powerful dream of freedom—has ever lost. This dream does not stand on the battlefields alone. It stands in us.

There are twenty-eight million Arabs. There are British wealth and British officers—and British military equipment. There are eight hundred thousand Jews—besieged and encircled by this Goliath tonight.

A David stands against Goliath. I ask you Jews—buy him a stone for his slingshot.

Some background: that was Hollywood screenwriter, Ben Hecht, at an LA fundraiser for Menachem Begin’s Irgun fighters. As the introduction to the piece explains, the event was hosted by notorious LA gangster, Mickey Cohen. It cleared $200,000 (probably).

What I love about it is the language. Pithy, punchy, straight out of Hollywood dialogue of the 30s and 40s. Alone or with Charles McArthur, credited or uncredited, he worked on some of the greatest films from Hollywood’s Golden Age.

[W]hat have we American Jews to gain by the triumph of the Jewish nation now battling in Palestine? We are a happy people in the U.S.A. But we are happy as Americans, not as Jews. Not entirely happy—as Jews. The slaughter of our kind in Europe has left a wound in our spirits that our victory as Americans in the war has not entirely healed. It is a Jewish wound kept always open by the fear of the future. And despite the honors and positions we have won in America, we are no different as Jews than our fathers and grandfathers in Europe. We are like them, as Jews—uncertain, despairing, disenchanted, and always singing ourselves to sleep with the happy news that we have friends in court.

The Jews have always had friends in court—but they have never won a verdict. They have been always a noise without power, a talent without roots, a homelover without a doorstep of their own. They have worn fine clothes—and remained a fine nobody. They have always been going somewhere—but they have come from nowhere. And a man who comes from nowhere is a lesser man than one who comes from a place. There is always mystery and suspicion about such a man.

The nationalized soul of every nation, however civilized, abhors instinctively the nationalistic vacuum out of which the Jew is perpetually emerging. Having no land of his own, the Jew is looked on as a man who would—if given the chance—usurp the land of his host.

This has been true even of our own melting pot—a pot in which every immigrant has fused away his antecedents—except the Jew. A man from Sweden, Ireland, Luxemburg, Hungary, Italy—as soon as he loses the accents of those places—can become an American without suspicion or hyphen attached to him. The Jew, with or without accent—can become only an American Jew.

This is part of our stake in Palestine. A Jewish nation will remove our mystery and give us origins and permit us to thrive in the world—on an equal footing with other nationals. We can paradoxically become American then—for we will not be carrying around in our souls the confusion of what we are—and spreading this confusion among our always easily confused neighbors.

And we will not seem like the remnant of some stubborn religious sect given to weird and alien religious practices. Without losing our religion we will lose our two-thousand-year-old dangerous identity as religious fanatics—an absurd identity, but an identity ready made for the devilish schemes of bigots and rabble rousers; an identity that has brought intolerance and disaster down on us. We will lose that identity, for the land of Israel will have a flag, an army, and a congress to prove we are like other people—and that we stem from a normal state and not be black magic out of a hole in the past.

Just look at the news from Kansas City to see how relevant that position is today.

But there is a stake beyond these stakes of convenience and aggrandizement that we Jews have in the battle for Palestine. Is that battle lost—we Jews, all of us, are lost for another seven generations. We will have made our bid for human national status—whether we helped or hid our heads in a bag—and if this bid fails we will become a gabby and empty people, a gabby and defeated people—more so than ever in our history.

We will become losers. And this name will track us down in every city and village of America—and fasten itself to us. Not losers of a war—every nation has had that tag on it, but losers of the right to exist as anything but what we have been—the dubious guest in the house. If our bid for a flag and a homeland fails, we will all of us stand guilty before the world of an unworthiness. And this unworthiness we will, for a change, have deserved—if it comes to us. It is our duty to see that it does not come to us. It is in our power to prevent its coming. We will win—if the long dreaming soul of the Jew is wakened.

Hecht was not always a Zionist, but he was always a writer. This speech was lost to posterity until only recently:

Tucked amid the Ben Hecht Papers at the Newberry Library in Chicago is an undated typescript of 21 pages, with a penciled heading: “Speech at dinner at Slapsy Maxie’s, L.A., financed by Mickey Cohen.” Hecht was, of course, a fabled writer for stage and screen, Mickey Cohen was the notorious Los Angeles gangland boss (recently portrayed by Sean Penn in the movie Gangster Squad), and the speech, which has never before been published, is one of the most riveting and remarkable Jewish fundraising speeches ever delivered. What gives?

What gives is that an LA (Jewish) mob boss held a fundraiser for the nascent state of Israel at a joint he (mostly) owned (fronted by the washed-up—Jewish—boxer of the name), at the behest of a (Jewish) Hollywood scribbler who penned some of the most iconic movies in history (and who often had to work anonymously to avoid British boycotts of his movies).

Is this a great country, or what? (Was. Was a great country.) I have more faith today in the Israel Hecht imagines than in the America I see.


Globe Logic

I think I’ve just discovered the purest example of an oxymoron in nature. (You can do better in the lab, but the artificiality of “black white” or “here there” lessens the impact).

It’s a small example, to be sure, but no less impressive in its imbecilic impact:

It seems a bit unfair that David Letterman’s legacy is marked so indelibly by the fact that he lost out on “The Tonight Show.” Yes, when Johnny Carson retired in 1991, NBC gave the seat to Jay Leno, whose upbeat comedy was deemed a better fit for a broad national audience than Letterman’s deadpan, minor-key brand of humor. It was striking that Leno, who grew up in Andover, seemed to speak more to Middle America, while Letterman, an Indiana native, resonated with cheeky coastal elites. Sure enough, after Letterman — whose show “Late Night” followed Carson — decamped to CBS and started a rival show in Leno’s time slot, Leno generally came out on top in the ratings.

Leno beat out Letterman for the plum job, and then beat him in the ratings consistently, for decades.

So, who’s the winner?

Even so, it’s Letterman who will leave the more memorable legacy.

Why? Because of “Stupid Pet Tricks” and “Top Ten” lists.

Taste and preference are one thing—Ginger or Mary Ann, Coke or Pepsi. But to declare the clear runner-up as the winner simply because his “hip” style appeals to you is weird. That’s “cheeky coastal elite” logic for you. (Btw, how “hip” is a man who practices a style honed forty years ago? When’s the latest Elliot Gould flick coming out?)

And I seriously have to ask in what other departments they employ this method of analysis. Chris Christie may (or may not) have known about the malicious placement of traffic cones in New Jersey (oh, the humanity!), but Leland Yee is caught dead to rights running guns in California. Christie’s the lead story because… just because. Israel treats Syrian and other Arab sick and injured in its hospitals; it has returned more than 90% of land taken in ’67; it refrains from praying at its holiest site out of respect for Muslim sensitivities. The Arab occupiers of Judea, Samaria, and Gaza, meanwhile, mortar, murder, and kidnap Jews with genocidal abandon. But they are “equivalent” because… well, do you really have to ask why?

Letterman was funny, no doubt, and “ironic” was just the word. But I think something else influences the Globe’s choice of him over Leno (especially as Jay was a local boy).

PS: Mary Ann and San Pellegrino, if you even have to ask.

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Ain’t That a Shame, Bitches

A couple of days ago, I “joked” that Pat Boone covered some classic “gangsta rap” tunes in a desperate try for relevance.

Just call me Thirstradamus:

An arrest warrant has been issued for singer Pat Boone after the celebrated 1950s and ’60s icon failed to appear in court.

TMZ reported a Los Angeles judge issued the warrant after the 79-year-old Boone had been ordered to appear in court related to a condominium he had bought on a luxury cruise ship. The company that is building the ship lost a lawsuit that was brought on by some of the investors in the project.

The company lost the case and was ordered to pay $800,000 in attorneys’ fees. However, those fees haven’t been paid so the lawyers for the investors are suing people, including Boone, who bought a condo unit on the ship.

Because Boone didn’t show up for the scheduled appearance, the judge in the case ordered that he be arrested. Boone and his wife, Shirley, are reportedly on vacation in Hawaii.

Doubtless because of its lax marijuana laws.

Bought me a cabin to go on a cruise,
Stocked it with hos, stocked it with booze.
Made damn sure twas the finest of digs,
Packed me some heat to take care of the pigs.



Condolences to Mick Jagger for the suicide of his long-time gal pal, L’Wren Scott. My sympathies to the old devil.

This should make him feel better:

The Rolling Stones, the iconic British rock band from the 1960s, announced plans on Tuesday to perform in Israel in June, confirming reports on the planned show from February. The announcement has sent opponents of Israel fuming.

As part of its upcoming European tour, the band will appear in Tel Aviv’s Hayarkon Park on June 4, reports AFP.

I’m sure our readers can offer Mick and the boys some good local knowledge—bakeries, bookstores, etc. Just have a good time, lads. You’ve earned it.

Besides, living well is the best revenge:

The Boycott, Divestment and Sanctions (BDS) committee, which works to delegitimize the Jewish state, urged the famous band to discriminate against Israel.

“Palestinian organisations urge the Rolling Stones to refrain from playing in apartheid Israel and not to condone Israel’s violations of international law and human rights against the Palestinian people,” stated Rafeef Ziadah of the BDS committee.

Ziadah claimed the band was “at the forefront of enforcing a cultural boycott of apartheid South Africa, but performing in Israel at this time is morally equivalent to performing in South Africa during the apartheid era.”

The wrongful accusations of apartheid were disproved last September by Reverend Kenneth Meshoe, a member of the Parliament of South Africa and founder of the African Christian Democratic Party (ACDP). Meshoe argued “anyone who knows what apartheid really is and still makes such a claim [about Israel] should be told to their faces that they are lying.”

The reverend noted in South Africa basic rights, such as voting, were denied on the basis of race, whereas Arab citizens enjoy full rights in Israel. “Apartheid was very painful,” Meshoe recalls, “anyone who claims Israel is an apartheid state is actually minimizing the pain of apartheid.”

Say it, reverend: “spiritual genocide”.

PS: Alice Walker will be fit to be tied!


¿Quien es Mas Macho?

I wrote recently about conservatives looking beyond politics to the culture of the country for impact and change. I cited Glenn Beck’s recent comments, as well as Mark Steyn’s.

Rush Limbaugh, too, has recently published two children’s books on American history to correct the corrosive effect of liberalism on young skulls full of mush.

Keep writing, Rush.


In a very competitive field, Seth Meyers is making a strong case that he is the most liberal host in the late night game.

Like a little girl having Justin Bieber over for a tea party, Meyers slobbered over MSNBC’s Rachel Maddow during her appearance on his “Late Night with Seth Meyers” Wednesday morning.

“You’re like basically my dream woman,” the NBC host gushed at one point.

Doesn’t a “dream woman” have to be, you know, a woman?

Isn’t that Pajama Boy (aka Ethan Krupp)?

Of course, the next time I watch Seth Myers will be the first. I’ll get right to it—right after I watch every Seth Rogen film and every Family Guy (Seth MacFarlane) episode.

PS: And purchased a Seth Aaron Henderson design.

PPS: And reset every Seth Thomas clock.


Culture Wars Again

When I read Glenn Beck said this:

“I said when I left Fox that this half of my career is going to be shaped more by Walt Disney than anything else,” he says.

His interest in Disney is symbolic of the shift in his attention and efforts toward culture and away from politics. He had a realization: “Culture is the lead. That’s the dog. The news is the tail.”

He pulls out a piece of early publicity on Disneyland, points to a paragraph, and reads aloud. “Disneyland will be based upon and dedicated to the ideals, the dreams, and the hard facts that have created America and it will be uniquely equipped to dramatize these dreams and facts and send them forth as a source of courage and inspiration to all the world.” Beck, known to burst into tears at a moment’s notice, looks like he might do so right now. “That’s what we’re gonna do,” he declares. “That’s how I intend on impacting culture. To do that.”

And then Mark Steyn wrote this:

You can’t have conservative government in a liberal culture, and that’s the position the Republican party is in. After the last election, I said that the billion dollars spent by the Romney campaign on robocalls and TV ads and whatnot had been entirely wasted, and the Electoral College breakdown would have been pretty much the same if they’d just tossed the dough into the Potomac and let it float out to sea. But imagine the use all that money and time could have been put to out there in the wider world. Liberals expend tremendous effort changing the culture. Conservatives expend tremendous effort changing elected officials every other November — and then are surprised that it doesn’t make much difference. Culture trumps politics — which is why, once the question’s been settled culturally, conservatives are reduced to playing catch-up, twisting themselves into pretzels to explain (including in the pages of this magazine) why gay marriage is really conservative after all, or why 30 million unskilled immigrants with a majority of births out of wedlock are “natural allies” of the Republican party.

I am compelled to pause and think.

I don’t necessarily buy into everything Steyn says—I think gay marriage can be conservative, for example, in that two adults of the same sex committing to each other before God and man, often to raise children, fits the conservative model of the family more than a single woman who tries to go it alone (or aborts her unborn child). Conservatism can change with the times, and the times are significantly less hostile to gay people, and even gay marriage, than just a few years ago.

But I do buy the larger part. How can the Right win elections (except as a reaction to failures on the Left—see 2010 and 2014, I hope) when its vision of a healthy society is so at odds with what popular culture is selling? Cutting the budget may be fiscally prudent (necessary, even), but what about school breakfasts? We no longer expect parents in some districts to give breakfast to their kids (lunch was lost long ago), so are they supposed to go to school hungry? What about unemployment insurance? Even liberal economists (even Paul Krugman!) acknowledge that paying people not to work discourages them from working. But do you want them to starve? Black women may be slaughtering their unborn children at genocidal rates (in the case of “Dr.” Keith Gosnell, literal slaughtering), but do you expect them to have babies they can’t care for?

The culture weighs the pros and cons and makes its decisions. We live in a culture that prefers dead black babies to ones born to unfit mothers; that would rather not insist people work even when they can; that would rather schools play mommy and daddy, rather than, you know, mommy and daddy. Like a parallel universe, it’s hard to picture the world any different.

Yet this is at odds with one of Rush’s observations: that Obama remains more popular than any of his policies. He preaches “immigration reform” (amnesty) when few people care, and most of those who do oppose it. He wants to elevate “climate change” from the last place finish it ranks in polls of national concerns. He won’t get off the pot on the Keystone pipeline, when most people see the benefit. And he force-fed us ObamaCare. At least on some political issues, Obama, not conservatives, is at odds with the culture. Once Obama is gone, things may look more balanced (if it’s not too late).

I am more drawn to the Tea Party end of the Republican Party than its mainstream—give me more Ted Cruz, less John Boehner. Not because I believe everything Cruz believes, but because he believes in something. Whatever the Left believes in is diseased and corrupt. That has to made manifest to a nation of “low information voters”.


An Electric Car the Left Hates

Figures it’s a Cadillac:

There are plenty of things to celebrate about being American, but being possessed by a blind mania for working yourself into the ground, buying more stuff and mocking people in other countries just isn’t one of them.

So we wish we could say that Cadillac’s commercial for its 2014 ELR (suggested retail price: $75,000), which debuted during the Olympics, was a joke. But no, it seems to be dead serious — a completely shameless celebration of our work-hard-buy-more culture, with a blanket dismissal of “other countries” and their laziness tossed in for good measure.

This is a week or so old, but Rush was playing it up today.

Me, I don’t know why the Puff Hostess has her knickers in such a twist: our president completely agrees with her.

Cadillacs have long been a quintessentially American symbol of wealth and status. But as this commercial proves, no amount of wealth or status is a guarantee of good taste. Now, the luxury car company is selling a vision of the American Dream at its worst: Work yourself into the ground, take as little time off as possible, and buy expensive sh*t (specifically, a 2014 Cadillac ELR).

What, exactly, is tasteless about the ad? His pool? His mansion? His sharp suit? His cute kids or hot wife?

Maybe they’re offended that it’s for an electric, i.e. coal-powered, car. But they needn’t worry. Have you looked at the sales figures of the Volt and the Leaf? Cadillac is making this car because the law requires it to. This makes me want to buy a Caddy, but a big, gas-guzzling Escalade.

As one YouTube commenter wrote, “I’d take more vacation any day over a Cadillac.” Amen to that.

That attitude is why you have neither.


Oval Orifice

Today, for the first (and only) time in my adult life, I am proud of Miley Cyrus:

The 21-year-old was having a good time as she showed off her X-rated moves during the first show to kick off her Bangerz Tour on Friday.

Miley’s most shocking move was when she performed a racy song-and-dance with the Clinton impersonator during her Party In The USA finale number.

Impersonator? Says who? You wouldn’t have to ask him twice. I don’t know if the girl has her finger on the pulse of the nation, but she’s got her fingers somewhere.

Then there’s this caption for a picture I just can’t bring myself to share:
“The Stetson-wearing singer twerked with a drawf dressed up as the American Liberty Bell.”

These temperamental artists can’t leave well enough alone.


They Don’t Want Her Kind

They canned her from “The Vagina Monologues” for using bad language?


A famed actress is facing backlash in San Francisco’s Latino community, after she voiced support for a conservative candidate for California governor.

Maria Conchita Alonso starred in a campaign ad for Assemblyman Tim Donnelly of San Bernardino County, a Tea Party favorite who is seeking the Republican nomination.

“Politicians and big government are killing our prosperity, pushing welfare costs through the roof and driving our schools into the ground,” Donnelly said in the ad.

Standing next to Donnelly, Alonso jokingly translated in Spanish, “We’re screwed.”

The actress was to perform next month at the Brava Theater Center in San Francisco’s Mission District in a Spanish-language version of “The Vagina Monologues,” scheduled for a run from February 14th through 17th. The show is being produced by none other than Eliana Lopez, wife of San Francisco Sheriff Ross Mirkarimi.

“We really cannot have her in the show, unfortunately,” Lopez told KPIX 5. She said Alonso abruptly resigned from the cast on Friday, given the backlash on the immigration issue.

“Of course she has the right to say whatever she wants. But we’re in the middle of the Mission. Doing what she is doing is against what we believe,” Lopez said.

Alonso received an earful from listeners of Spanish-language radio station KIQI 1010 AM in San Francisco on Friday, after she said in an interview that she supported many of Donnelly’s views on illegal immigration. Several listeners took her to task after she used the term “illegal” to describe undocumented immigrants.

In the ad, Alonso holds a chihuahua named “Tequila” and uses some vulgar language which has also been a point of contention among some Latino viewers.

“We don’t act like that. First of all, that is not a typical Latina,” said Jim Salinas, a long time Mission resident and former president of the San Francisco Latino Democratic Club.

Says him?

Besides, The Vagina Monologues is replete with “vulgar” language. It celebrates it, exalts it. It also delves into rape, statutory rape, voyeurism, etc. All in an evening’s entertainment, but still… hardly “typical Latina”.

Black list, brown list, whatever—diversity of thought and belief is not tolerated among the Left.



We’ve stayed mostly out of the Duck Dynasty kerfuffle.

But please:

A closeted gay student living in West Monroe, Louisiana has written a powerful essay, criticizing the town’s most famous residents – Duck Dynasty star Phil Robertson.

Robertson made headlines after issuing homophobic comments in a GQ article, at one point comparing gay sex to bestiality, which got him put on suspension by the A&E network. But the network announced yesterday that they would be reinstating Robertson to the show, who so far has remained unapologetic about the comments.

In an essay posted on Times-Picuyne columnist Robert Mann’s blog, the communications student writes that Robertson probably didn’t mean to hurt anyone with his statements, he nonetheless created a hostile environment.

‘He encouraged – hopefully unintentionally – a two-week-long “fag bashing” in Monroe and around the world. He made me feel unsafe in my own home. I can’t count how many times I heard “faggot” over the Christmas visit home.’

The author says he’s never met Robertson but was raised by a man just like him, revealing that his father called him an asshole for coming out to his mother and told him that his boyfriend would never be welcomed at his house.

‘My Phil Robertson threatened my life because I had the audacity to be who I am,’ he wrote.

You’ve never met him, but you know all about him? Who’s prejudiced now?

Among the lesser-quoted sayings of Phil Robinson:

“We’re Bible-thumpers who just happened to end up on television,” he tells me. “You put in your article that the Robertson family really believes strongly that if the human race loved each other and they loved God, we would just be better off. We ought to just be repentant, turn to God, and let’s get on with it, and everything will turn around.”

As far as Phil is concerned, he was literally born again. Old Phil—the guy with the booze and the pills—died a long time ago, and New Phil sees no need to apologize for him: “We never, ever judge someone on who’s going to heaven, hell. That’s the Almighty’s job. We just love ’em, give ’em the good news about Jesus—whether they’re homosexuals, drunks, terrorists. We let God sort ’em out later, you see what I’m saying?”

The next time I watch Duck Dynasty will be the first time. I do not share much theologically with Phil Robertson (and not much more politically).

But I cannot stand people who play the victim. You kept your reputation to yourself, but had no problem smearing Robertson’s, ascribing beliefs, words, behaviors to him opposite to those he seems to hold. Weak. Very weak.

Did Robertson put the F-word in your family’s mouth? No, they did that. Sorry, sucks to be you, I guess, but it’s nothing to do with Robertson. You’ve got family problems, we get it, but you don’t know Robertson and he doesn’t know you.

Any sympathy I might have felt is reversed into contempt for the way you went about this.

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Talking Turkey

I don’t know what to make of the Duck Dynasty kerfuffle.

I’ve never seen the show; I support full gay rights (including marriage), and don’t see homosexuality as a sin.

But more than anything, I hate tyranny. And this is fascistic tyranny, no matter how liberal the fascism:

“I speak with authority here, because I was openly gay before the ‘Stonewall rebellion,’ when it cost you something to be so. And I personally feel as a libertarian that people have the right to free thought and free speech,” [Camilla] Paglia, a professor at the University of the Arts in Philadelphia, said on Laura Ingraham’s radio show Thursday.

“In a democratic country, people have the right to be homophobic as well as they have the right to support homosexuality — as I one hundred percent do. If people are basing their views against gays on the Bible, again they have a right of religious freedom there,” she added.

“To express yourself in a magazine in an interview — this is the level of punitive PC, utterly fascist, utterly Stalinist, OK, that my liberal colleagues in the Democratic Party and on college campuses have supported and promoted over the last several decades,” Paglia said. “This is the whole legacy of free speech 1960’s that have been lost by my own party.”

Paglia went on to point out that while she is an atheist she respects religion and has been frustrated by the intolerance of gay activists.

“I think that this intolerance by gay activists toward the full spectrum of human beliefs is a sign of immaturity, juvenility,” Paglia said. “This is not the mark of a true intellectual life. This is why there is no cultural life now in the U.S. Why nothing is of interest coming from the major media in terms of cultural criticism. Why the graduates of the Ivy League with their A, A, A+ grades are complete cultural illiterates, etc. is because they are not being educated in any way to give respect to opposing view points.”

“There is a dialogue going on human civilization, for heaven sakes. It’s not just this monologue coming from fanatics who have displaced the religious beliefs of their parents into a political movement,” she added. “And that is what happened to feminism, and that is what happened to gay activism, a fanaticism.”

I don’t blame A&E—yet I do. They’re running a business, and they don’t need their spokesmen making trouble for them. Yet the network has done extremely well by the Dynasty dynasty. A little backbone, a little loyalty, is never a bad thing. They could have (and should have) condemned the remarks (if they found them condemnable), and dealt with the fallout like adults.

I don’t blame gay fanaticists—yet I do. Gay people have had it rough (stop laughing!), but their rights are lightyears beyond where they were even a decade ago. A man—a queer man (in the original sense of the word), quoting Corinthians, who also conceded that it was for God to judge the sinner—is allowed to hold and voice an anti-gay opinion without dragging homosexuals back into the closet. (An opinion expressed in a print interview, it must be noted, not on the show.) A&E’s premature capitulation is proof of who holds the power in the country. It ain’t the Bible-thumpers.

I don’t blame the Robertsons—yet I do. See above about freedom to hold and voice an opinion. But also see above about A&E being free to drop him. You make duck calls, you’re not a preacher. You’ve far exceeded your 15 minutes of fame, and you have a huge following. You are owed nothing more.

I guess the only people I blame unreservedly are the leftist cabal that called for duck scalp. I may share certain opinions, but you people disgust me.

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