More women, and men, are coming out with their sexual assault stories in Hollywood. Victims feel empowered now. Stronger. They stand together. A family is growing.
It’s even spreading outside the entertainment industry . A few weeks ago women protested with the #metoo hashtag. Most of the women in my life spoke out and revealed their stories. I wasn’t surprised. I know that there are predators out there. I’m a man. I know what they’re capable of. I know what I’m capable of. But what makes me different from the predator is that I care for my little sisters.
Reading the public response to the ongoing news can be uplifting and enraging. I enjoy seeing women and men sticking up for these actresses and employees who come out exorcise their torment. But then you have men and women who are tired of hearing it.
“They’re nobodies. Irrelevant. Not worthy. They’re just trying to further their failing career by jumping on the bandwagon,” is my favorite.
These comments blew up right from the start when Rose McGowan came out with her story. Or as the contesting public called her: Rose McNobody. Then there was Asia Ar-no-no.
(NOTE: I have had mad respect for Rose since she won my heart with Amy Blue and Asia since Demons 2)
Two failed actresses that no one heard of or haven’t work in a long time. Two failures that crave the lime light. So desperate that they both cooked up rape stories in order to re-energize their career.
How did they get this plan? Two women on opposite sides of the ocean?
Well, back in the seventies their was this woman Jane Limelight, who did the same thing. She won the Oscar for best actress and then her career went down hill.
She was a good girl, you see. Never sucked a cock or fucked a producer in Hollywood. Always memorized her lines and stepped on her mark for the camera. Did her press junkets. Families and kids loved her. Nixon and Regan loved her.
But since she won that Oscar she couldn’t snag the great rolls anymore. It’s like she plateaued. Reached the top and had no where to go. But this actress knew there was higher.
So what did she do? She claimed she was raped by a studio head. The case never went to court. She just made the accusation. And the press and public ate it up. She became the victim everyone loved. She was offered brilliant roles and television shows. The studio head eventual killed himself. He was probably innocent but that doesn’t matter.
Jane Limelight still works today. You probably love her but don’t even realize it.
But you cant fool the public twice. There can be only one actress that uses rape and sexual assault to heighten her career.
Or could there be two? I mean, what if the first actress grows old or gets cancer and dies. Another actress has to take her place. What would be the discerning public’s standards for being a worthy and relevant human for sexual assault.
Obviously she can’t be well-read and educated. She can’t be a talented actress that has one trade awards. She can’t work regularly. She can’t move on from acting to directing and producing. She can’t be out-spoken. She can’t have a brain.
Ah! I got it. The perfect woman, or man, for worthy and relevant rape and sexual assault needs to be silent, still, and compliant until the day they DIE!
I don’t think I’m ever going to be relevant and or worthy if that’s the case.
And neither should anyone.