#NotHimAgain

Well, another Oscar evening is behind us and we can all quibble about the winners and the losers and what people were wearing.  For instance..."The Shape of Water" as Best Picture???  You know, they used to say that 1952's "The Greatest Show on Earth" was the worst movie to ever win the big prize.   Umm, no more.   There is no more of a ludicrous choice than this lime Jell-o mess which is as bloated as its director Guillermo Del Toro.

Ever since I was told last year by a fellow church member who used to work with the accountant that the high vote getter doesn't necessarily always win, I view the whole affair as tainted.   Hollywood is now all about making a statement about diversity and cramming an ideology down everyone's throat.  It's really no different than what has happened in the fascist countries of Europe during World War II.   Trust me.   If Adolf Hitler was still alive today, he'd be working in development at a major studio.

But I digress...

The ideal captain of this now annual shark jumping tournament is Jimmy Kimmel, who they say is now the ideal Oscar host.   Oh, puh-leze.  First of all, I really wonder if all those women in attendance would give him a standing ovation if they really knew what he was like.   A ha.   My ex-trainer used to work for his show and she's even related to the musical director.   There are sexual office shenanigans there that would make the seal-clapping Meryl Streep think twice before dragging her fat ass up out of the seat.  Or maybe she does know.  Or, a la Harvey Weinstein, she chooses not to remember.   Nevertheless, Jimmy Kimmel is a scumbag of the first order.

As now the self-proclaimed expert on everything going on in this country, Kimmel fancies himself as the champion of the every man.   But, for the second Oscar night in a row, his humor takes pot shots at just those folks in the audience he wants to embrace.   Remember last year when they pretended to bring a bus group into the Oscar proceedings for the ultimate selfie.   Besides making fun of these people, Kimmel wanted us all in TV land to believe that it was all spontaneous.   Yeah, right.   As if the most elite of Hollywood would like to be confronted face-to-face with complete strangers.

Well, this year, he did it again.  The 2018 bit of "lowering themselves to commune with the downtrodden" found Kimmel leading a pack of celebrities next door to the Chinese theater where they would interrupt a sneak preview showing of "A Wrinkle in Time" (wink, wink, Disney movie being promoted on a Disney-owned network) and give out snacks.   Kimmel insists that nobody in the movie theater knew this was coming.   Right.   Again, do they think that the likes of Gal Gadot and Lupita Nyong'o would be in the midst of the public unless it was completely screened beforehand.   Not a fucking chance.

Again, we are duped and lowered to a base common denominator of having an education lower than the eighth grade.

But, then again, isn't that what Hollywood is doing every single day?   Because only they have the thought process and the beliefs that are acceptable to all.   

Meanwhile, when it comes to Oscar hosting, where are Bob Hope and Johnny Carson when you really need them?

Dinner last night:  Sausage, peppers, and onions at Vito's.