To Matt Damon, who doesn’t dive deep
Mimi Kramer

That Woody Allen clip is just another example of the entertainment biz’s sickening complicitness in all that is wrong with this world. He wasn’t even funny. If you disagree, imagine some random guy off the street, up there, giving that same speech, no one would have laughed. To see the over-the-top guffaw reactions by Diane and her tablemates is to witness the most egregious type of fawning that these uber-narcissists practice in their sleep. The whole thing was a case study in mysogyny and self-loathing and self-aggrandizement, both by speaker and by audience. The fact that he threw in the word fellatrix at the end was no worse than all the rest that he said.

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