Mama Kat is simply FORCING me to do this post. FORCING. Against my better judgment. But here goes…
1.) Choose a headline from The Today Show website and write up an opinion post based on the story you chose.
Well. There’s only one story this week: Mel Gibson. And I don’t want to write about him because my first instinct is to turn my back on him. Forever. And ever.
Mel Gibson was a good actor once. He made entertaining movies once. He made cute jokes when he got his Oscar for Braveheart and was rakishly sexy. He was in an adaptation of Hamlet that I saw when I was a senior in high school and a guy named Tom spent the whole movie watching me then wrote me letters from his college telling me all about watching me. Tom turned out to be a douchebag but he was strictly amateur in comparison to what Mel is revealing himself to be.
Mel has gone off the rails.
Look, I can tolerate his decisions to make epic religious movies like The Passion of the Christ in arcane Biblical languages instead of more movies like Lethal Weapon. I can also skip the movie ( I knew how it ended). That’s fine. What is not fine is making drunken racist and anti-Semitic remarks. Some people say “Oh, he was drunk! He was just, you know, drunk!” I’ve been drunk on a few occasions myself and I’ve said some stuff that had me blushing in the morning. You know why? Because it was true and I wished I hadn’t said it. Like the time I said a friend’s boyfriend wasn’t funny. Shoulda stopped drinking and kept that one to myself, yepper-oo. So, when Mel spews horrifically hateful stuff, I don’t think it’s a new idea brought on by alcohol: I think it’s been in his murky little head this whole time and the alcohol lubed the verbal flume ride that let it escape.
I am going to go out on a very short, sturdy limb here and say our pal Mel is a racist, sexist, violent sonofabitch, His girlfriend was smart to record him in case he ever laid a hand on her and she’d be smarter to never again answer that phone number. He’s unhinged and he’s probably a danger to her – and to any other woman who’s dumb enough to think he’s just misunderstood and decides to sleep with the bad-boy movie star.
Well, that won’t be me, my happy, non-violent marriage notwithstanding. Mel is dead to me. He can make all the Lethal Weapon sequels he wants, I’m not giving him another penny of my money. That link up there at the top of this post is the last one I’ll ever click in relation to him. And I’m not watching his movies on cable because I don’t want advertisers to think I don’t notice when people behave in the way Mel has behaved. And I sure as hell don’t want anyone to think I condone it.
Adios, Mel. I hope you wall yourself off on some compound someplace where you can look at your own face in the mirror all day and not be offended by the sight of anyone who isn’t just like you. And I don’t have to be offended by the sight of your worthless, bigoted face.