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The Naked Truth About the 2024 Oscars
Watching entertainment these days require the IQ of a muffin
There are times when, instinctively, you feel a need to tell yourself to shut up and sit still. That was me for the last few weeks or so. I had a short bout of flu but that didn’t incapacitate me to write. It was the Oscars. That over-hyped, annual American award show depressed me into silence.
Perhaps I shouldn’t use the word “depress” as it’s not clinically proven for this round. Down in the dumps is a better fit.
For starters, all the nominated actors are chicken shit. They tried to raise awareness on the crisis in Gaza and then realized they’re not intellectually capable of holding that candle. The moment they faced a backlash from their fans, one by one, actors started to clam up, and turn to what they do best — take Ozempic. If they can’t control the world, let’s just focus on what they can — chisel the cheeks, plump the lips, Botox the lines, and focus on attending the Vanity Fair after-party.
It took a dark turn for me when a few of them posted stories saying they felt attacked for not choosing “the right side.” A side that would not jeopardize their bread and butter from pissing off studio executives. Is that how they see the world? Since when were they…
