No
Time for Sergeants’ Andy Griffith doesn’t rate a memorial tribute,
Tinseltown’s criminal role in desensitizing serial killers to serial killing is wantonly brushed aside, and the Best Picture Award gets presented by this intrusive White-bashing
racist from some Black Power church in the Gundown Capital of the World whose
only connection with Hollywood is a shared interest in bullying the country’s Anglo-Saxon
base into tolerating the godforsaken cultural wasteland forced upon it by what rancorous multi-tinted goons would pass off as their new Ethnic America.
Gangsta rules. Porn rules. Urban shuck and jive rules.
Gangbang and score drugs, kids, or be a
honky nerd. And with the Elizabeth
Taylor/Cary Grant mold of yore now conveniently obsoleted, replaced by odd caricatures
of beautiful people (picture Hathaway/Tarantino for starters and you’ll have no
trouble coming up with a raft of them), Hollywood has been able to slip in an
unsettling galaxy of variously-hued stars who now look like they somehow belong
on the silver screen too.
Casting anything-but-Anglo-Saxon after anything-but-Anglo-Saxon
after anything-but-Anglo-Saxon everywhere you look has visually
disenfranchised our founding majority into an oppressed minority inside its own
goddam country, as viewed on our own goddam TV sets in our own goddam living
rooms, goddam it.
It’s time to stop buying tickets. Cancel your cable and satellite too. Pathetic garbage costs too much anyway. If they won’t give Andy Griffith a memorial
tribute, why should we give these moneysucking druggies our hard-earned dough? Any of it.
Who knows, maybe this way Mayberry can enjoy a comeback some glorious day.
In the meantime, a MacDougal Post subscriber
has discovered where some of today’s beautiful people have gone, and emailed
the news in. It’s not exactly surprising
either. If other subscribers want to
find the glamorous remnants of Real Hollywood in the diversity-ravaged media
world of 2013, here’s one link; you can come up with the other one on your own:
