Q&A With The Commentator

Dear Idiot,


I can't believe morons like you are allowed to have blogs. There oughta be a law against that. But for now, I have to accept you exist and might as well ask this question: How do you feel about celebrities voicing their opinions about politics?

Mike, Rouyn-Noranda.

First, you spelled 'Idiot' with a capital 'I.' I appreciate that. Second, it's a free country. If they want to talk politics, let 'em. However, that doesn't immune them from criticism and for that you've come to the right place. If you ask me, thety're idiots. And I don't capitalize the 'I' on purpose. Seriously, what the fuck is in their intellectual training to be interviewed by fucken Charlie Rose or Larry 'My suspenders are whithering' King?

I really could care less about what these actors think. They seem to believe because they're "famous" and are able to recite lines, they have some sort of natural intellectual advantage to not just offer their opinions but pretend they're actually pundits. Pretend is the operative word here. They make a living out of pretending. The problem is, major publications like The Economist have jumped on the "hey, they're famous so they will sell mags" bandwagon. Doesn't matter they possess little actual knowledge "who" they are is suffice. Who's next guys? Paris Hilton and her thoughts about Iran? Gweneth Paltrow and her ruminations on the Holy Roman Empire?

I'm ranting a little but it's my blog and I'm the Idiot, remember? In conclusion - I hold people in low regard who close their term papers that way - yes, they're free to speak out. No, that doesn't make them experts. Yes, I ignore them. No. Wait. First I laugh my ass off and then I cry. Then I ignore them.

Speaking of actors, I was watching TV and saw a commercial for Inside the Actors Studio (IAS) and an interview with Mickey Rourke. No big deal until the voice over spoke about how he overcame "tragedy" and then panned to an over concerned audience member.

Fuck me. Let me get something off my chest. A person getting killed by a drunk driver is a tragedy. A great man losing his life to cancer is a tragedy. A senseless murder is a tragedy. A man losing his family because his wife is a cheating cunt is a tragedy. What Rourke went through - from what I've read - was all self-induced. He has but himself to blame for beating up girls and taking fucking drugs. I don't care he lost all his money. He had enough "cache" to make it all back because of who he is. I mean, three  famous sex scenes with Carre Otis, Lisa Bonet and Kim Bassinger? Shwing!

So forgive me if I don't categorize the former eccentric pugilist as a "tragic" figure. I hate all of you.

Anyway. I'm cranky because I cut the skin on one of my toes while clipping nails. I cried hard. Like a baby. Whenever I hear an actor babble on about political gibberish it reminds me of this scene in Seinfeld when Kramer was fired: