“…I’ve been on summer vacay, professionally known as a hiatus, but even fun in the sun couldn’t distract me from the Mel Gibson debacle calling to me from supermarket checkout lines to the evening news to family dinner conversations.
He’s a beast, isn’t he?
Rage, mixed with misogyny and racism is just too grotesque to be ignored.
What do you think we should do about it?
Ban him from “The View?”
Applaud that his talent agency has kicked him to the curb?
Go easier on those Russian spies, to show solidarity to Oksana Grigorieva, his baby mama?
Torch his homes?
Start recording all our distasteful private conversations for future evidence?
I, for one, am microwaving popcorn and settling in with my iPad, TV and gossip mags on my sofa.
It’s many things, but to me it’s entertainment.
It’s so extreme and perverse, yet somehow non-threatening, that I find it diverting.
Lust, greed, lots of injectibles and orthodontia combining with one man’s struggle to deny time and the diminishment of his potency are the stuff of King Lear and MacBeth.
How fun!
I just wish it were better written.
If I were Lindsey Lohan’s P.R. agent, I’d be squeezing myself with delight right now.
Only Mel and Oksana’s cocktail of narcissism, sex, ambition and treachery could have diverted America from her jail sentence and entrance into drug rehab.
Or is it vice versa, I can’t recall.
Then again, Lindsey is existing on the fumes of celebrity rather than an actual career these days …
… and might resent every anguishing moment of the Aussie actor’s compelling disintegration…”
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