by baldilocks

Wretchard goes long on the unmasking of the two Hollywoods:

In the unending exposes of financial, moral and sexual turpitude we are witnessing a similar humiliation of a ruling elite. The critical role played by prestige in upholding the current status quo was no less important for the Western elite than it was for the old District Commissioners. Not so very long ago the elites were accepted as woke, part of the mission civilisatrice; better educated, better looking, better dressed, destined to greater things, the smartest people in the room.  They could pronounce on matters of morality, politics and even the climate.  What a shock it was to find through the Internet and social media it was all a sham; and these gods of Washington and Hollywood and the media were deeply flawed and despicable people.

Given the lack of quality control and penchant for recruiting rather than expelling the scandalous it’s amazing in retrospect the prestige lasted so long.  All the same, now their fallibility has been exposed under the spotlight of technological innovation, the spell is broken.  The elites may still rule but the sullen masses no longer flock to their door as they did of old.  Perhaps the single most destabilizing political development since the WW2 has been the destruction of ruling class prestige by the Internet.

I’ve read that, before World War II, those of the entertainment class were regarded as little better than pimps and prostitutes. Perhaps that has never actually changed; they simply have been giving the public a massive, long-running stage performance – where the stage is our perception of them. And now the show’s over.

But what about those other actors? The ones we are forced to pay?

In case you haven’t paid attention to the news today, Rep. John Conyers (D-MI) has been exposed – if you’ll pardon

Conyers’ come-hither look

the expression – as a serial sexual harasser. Meh. His creepiness has always been as plain as the leer on his face, at least to me. But he has paid at least one victim off with tax money. He is far from the only one. Very far.

Congress makes its own rules about the handling of sexual complaints against members and staff, passing laws exempting it from practices that apply to other employers. (…)

Congressional employees have received small settlements, compared with the amounts some public figures pay out. Between 1997 and 2014, the U.S. Treasury has paid $15.2 million in 235 awards and settlements for Capitol Hill workplace violations, according to the congressional Office of Compliance. The statistics do not break down the exact nature of the violations.

15 million dollars of tax money over two decades. And they hid it by disguising it as employee bonuses. But the victims will receive the money only if they keep their mouths shut. What I want to know is who the other congressional harassers  are.

You might have noticed that I haven’t commented on the Roy Moore situation at all. Why not? Because I don’t live in Alabama and there’s too much he-said/they-said, too much fishy evidence, and far, far too much Gloria Allred. If the accusations are true, Moore can’t be prosecuted because of the statute of limitations. Therefore, one way or the other, if the voters want him as their US Senator, it’s their business.

I really don’t care about the legal sex lives of Pretty Hollywood or Ugly Hollywood, as long as I don’t have to give them my money to clean up their messes. And at least with Pretty Hollywood – and with the National Felon League – I can’t be extorted by them for hush-money.

Therefore, Ugly Hollywood is far uglier and far more dangerous than the Pretty one.

As one of my friends pointed out, the Founding Fathers would be OPSEC OPSEC OPSEC by now.

RELATED: Short Observation on the Two Hollywoods

Juliette Akinyi Ochieng blogs at baldilocks. (Her older blog is located here.) Her first novel, Tale of the Tigers: Love is Not a Game, was published in 2012. Her second novel tentatively titled Arlen’s Harem, will be done one day soon! Follow her on Twitter and on Gab.ai.

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As a first-year student at the University of San Francisco, I arrived just days after Manson and his evil crew had murdered seven people. I still remember the frightening photograph of Manson on the front page of The San Francisco Chronicle that arrived outside my dorm room.

At the time, California was in a high state of anxiety and fear. The brutal murders had scared almost everyone.

Manson and his followers had spent time near USF, which is located just a few blocks from Haight-Ashbury, where the 1967 “Summer of Love” occurred.

Hippies arrived from throughout the country to create a community based on ill-conceived ideas, drugs, and music. During 1967, psychedelic music entered the mainstream. Scott McKenzie’s song “San Francisco (Be Sure to Wear Flowers in Your Hair),” became a hit that year. The Monterey Pop Festival in June further cemented the status of psychedelic music as a part of mainstream culture and elevated local Haight bands, such as the Grateful Dead, Big Brother and the Holding Company, and Jefferson Airplane to stardom.

The neighborhood also attracted Manson, a longtime loser who was in and out of prison.

By the time I got to San Francisco only two years later, Haight had become a crime-ridden and heroin-infested place where only those who sought danger and hardcore drugs dared to visit. It’s also where Manson had collected a crew of fellow losers bent on evil.

As The New York Times noted: “To a frightened, mesmerized public, the murders, with their undercurrents of sex, drugs, rock ’n’ roll and Satanism, seemed the depraved logical extension of the anti-establishment, do-your-own-thing ethos that helped define the ’60s.”

Let’s face it. The hippie culture—in which I was once a willing participant—provided the basis for many of society’s ills both then and now, from drug use to sexual deviancy.

Less than a decade later I reported about the deaths of 900 people in Guyana at hands of Jim Jones, another depraved leader who emerged from the same primordial ooze of San Francisco.

Like much of today’s media try to explain “motives” for mass murderers, many news organizations analyzed Manson’s actions as the result of an abusive childhood and a mental disorder.

In a neck-snapping analysis of Manson’s “human” side, The Los Angeles Times’ David Ulin argues: “For those who have faith in an afterlife, I suppose there’s some solace in imagining he will get his karmic comeuppance. But it makes more sense to me to see him as an agent of the hells we create on Earth.

“Manson was a killer, yes, and he was a psychopath, but he was never otherworldly. The violence and the hatred he embodied may be his most human attribute.”

It’s hard to untangle the logical fallacies in those two paragraphs.

But there’s more. Newsweek had this headline: How Murderer Charles Manson and Donald Trump Used Language to Gain Followers.

Seriously?

There’s a far better explanation for Manson. He was the embodiment of evil without any motive other than his desire to control people and to kill others. Unfortunately, he got more than 15 minutes of fame.

Throughout his years in prison, Manson denied having ordered the murders. Neither did he feel remorse about the killings as he said during an interview with Charlie Rose.

“So you didn’t care?” Rose asked.

“Care?” Manson replied. “What the hell does that mean, ‘care’?”

May he rot in hell!

You know it was a lot easier when we were able to just call Democrats the Harvey Weinstein / Kevin Spacey Left.

Now we have to call them the Bill Clinton / Harvey Weinstein / Kevin Spacey / Al Franken / Charlie Rose / Glenn Thrush / Oliver Stone / John Coyners / Jeffrey Tambor left.

Given the way things are going it all reminds me of this scene from the hilarious movie from 1961 One Two Three.

Peripetchikoff: Look my young friend, I don’t want to be name dropper but what do you think Khrushchev did to Malenkov? What do you think Stalin did to Trotsky

Otto Piffl: Is everybody in this world corrupt?

Peripetchikoff: I don’t know everybody.

As Glenn Reynolds put it:

Now we can see why lefty media folks think America is a “rape culture:” The part of America they inhabit is.

I make the over/under for the number of new liberals losing jobs or being suspended for sexual issues before the end of the year at six. I’ll play the over.