Ok, I've just about had it. First, I was really annoyed when the Philadelphia Eagles signed on Michael Vick. Honestly, I'm guessing he was still in prison when they finalized the deal because I don't think he was even eligible to play right away. Never mind that he had been involved in running a massive ILLEGAL dog-fighting ring. Where he had been involved in breeding hundreds of dogs to fight. Apparently, he killed those that didn't perform by methods that included hanging, drowing, and slamming one dog's head to the ground. And I'm guessing a lot of them died while fighting, or were so wounded that they were just happy to be put out of their misery. Whatever, let's put that guy back up on the pedestal and give him millions of dollars. They recently did an interview on Fresh Air about dog-fighting, and I almost cried. The dogfighting world is even crueler and crazier than you could have imagined. And sure, I know. Vick did his time and shouldn't have to keep paying for his criminal act. But since when did that equal "let's just forget he's a turd and do everything we can to return him back to his previous glory"? Oh, he's not making ENOUGH money playing football? How about a Nike deal? Do we know how to treat ex-cons right or what?
So THEN, Michael Jackson died. And we celebrated the passing of that great pedophile with a huge funeral service in LA. That the cash-strapped city paid for. I know, I know, he was great once. But come on, people, when he died, he was a freak who had probably molested who knows how many kids. Suddenly, Hollywood greats who hadn't even talked to him in years were waxing poetic at his funeral. Sales of his records sky-rocketed. Was I the only person who was fed up by all the hype?
And now, its this. Roman Polanski. The guy who raped and sodomized a 13yo girl. Oh, and happened to make a couple of good movies, too. Good god. Have you guys heard of all the Hollywood celebrities coming out in support for this guy? Pardon my French, but what the fuck!! Apparently there's a petition out there asking for his release, signed by the likes of Woody Allen (all right, well, of course he signed it, what with there being unity among pervs and all), Martin Scorcese, and what do you want to bet Mel Gibson (you know, cuz he knows what it's like to be thought of as a prick in general). Whoopi apparently said on the "View" that he knew he was sorry (which is all that matters, really). And reminded the world (or at least the 3 people that still watch that show) that what he actually pled to was sexual misconduct, not rape. Um, lady, maybe you're not familiar with the concept, but that's what you do in a plea agreement. Plead to a lesser charge. It doesn't mean that he didn't actually do what he was originally charged with.
How awesome is it that he was on his way to get a Lifetime Achievement Award when he was arrested. What an achievement his life has been. And I love Debra Winger's comment about his case being "all but dead, except for a minor technicality." Sure, the technical part being where he admitted to commiting a crime and then fled the country before he could be sentenced. We don't need to actually put criminals away. We just need to find them guilty, and then everything after that is just bonus points. Or what about that other comment about how he had this great life except for this "one little mistake" he made 32 years ago. Wow, you'd almost think he was talking about a traffic ticket instead of drugging, raping, and sodomizing a thirteen year old girl (whose parents, by the way, win the worst parents of the year award for leaving a 13 yo alone and modeling for a 44 year old man, but don't even get me started).
I know Hollywood opinions aren't necessarily the opinions of rational people. But the whole thing makes me a little sick.
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