We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
In a room filled with self-absorbed narcissists, one brave, slightly less self-absorbed narcissist had the balls to speak truth to power—and his name is Ricky Gervais.
If courage had a face, it would be a slightly overweight, pasty British multi-millionaire drinking a pint. Taking the stage to host his fifth and final (allegedly) Golden Globe Awards, Ricky spoke for us, the oppressed, six-figure earning, working middle-class, little guy.
"I may not have ever flown on a private jet to a private island with a temple, but I got an upgrade to First Class once, and those warm nuts have a way of seducing you into believing anyone cares about your shitty takes. In fact it was on that flight I was inspired to become an opinion writer. I appreciate your hypocrisy, Hollywood, it makes me feel better about my own.
He's a comedian who created and wrote the British comedy The Office. It's kinda funny, but too British for me. He also co-produced the American version of The Office, which is one of the funniest shows ever created.
I am not a big fan of Gervais. But his opening monologue was the best thing I have watched a long time. It was priceless to watch him skewer the same elites who sneer at people like me in flyover land. When he told them that we don't care about their opinions, I was enjoying it far more than I should have.
The Golden Globes used to be the least prestigious of the Hollywood awards - note it appears nowhere in the EGOT. they had two things going in their favor. First of all, they have awards in both TV and film categories. Thus the TV networks realized that if televised they could be used to promote their own programming. Secondly, they were seen to presage the Oscars, in that a winner was a virtual lock to at least get nominated.
If I remember correctly, they weren't even televised until Merv Griffin bought the hotel in which the dinner was traditionally held.
Then someone in Hollywood realized that only about 70 people actually vote on the GGs. It thus is much easier and less expensive to influence this group then the several thousand who vote on the Academy Awards. I believe the joke was, and maybe still is, that it would be easier if they just plain auctioned off the trophies.
Another Guy Named Dan
Don't get your shorts in a knot nor convince yourself that this has any meaning. He's a reliable left-wing voice who will be lecturing us on our sins in no time.
That is true. He did give us one glorious hour, however, and so long as we don't expect more, we should be glad.
Prediction: When he does go back to his usual criticisms, they will be largely ignored on the right, as they were before, because Hey. Hollywood. But liberals will invent the story that conservatives are very upset now that the worm has turned, and how do you like it now, fascists? Huh? Huh?
I'm not going to make it in the form of a bet, because I know I would have no takers.
Assistant Village Idiot