…from the quill of Antisthenes the Younger
# Not Me
I Said No.
We are not likely to see such slogans on T-shirts of Hollywood waitresses and car wash attendants. What would be the point? Media would not be interested. Those benighted wannabes did not make it to the top as their less honest and thus more successful colleagues.
The pitifully aging, amoral Streep woman, now busily virtue signalling, is a perfect example of the worst of the Hollywood sisterhood – no integrity and no intelligence; or perhaps their male agents are to be blamed?
After Weinstein’s misfortune we were treated to the veritable tsunami of molestation claims, from laughingly frivolous (he looked at me) to criminally serious (rape). Ms Streep’s god wisely resorted to the defence of psychiatric fog, and knowing the integrity of psychiatric professionals and of the judiciary, a severe slap on the wrist can be expected.
Thanks to the medial circus a hand touching is now equal to a rape and any actress worth her **** now has to proudly parade her victim-hood, “suffered” sometimes ten or more years ago. Somehow, they have kept silent about Bill Clinton’s escapades, or even abused Clinton’s victims, following the lead of famous feminist Hilary*. Lolita Express? Who is Lolita?
In the meantime, the metooists are maliciously destroying the reputation of men: