Way to be lemmings and blindly follow the Mainstream Media off the proverbial Cliff of No Sack.
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Sit down, open this up, and for once try not to be offended. I’m going to tackle what no other writer has dared to since this story hit – pen an article that paints the bigger picture and doesn’t pussy foot around things due to a fear of offending folks. You might not agree with me on everything, if at all, but that doesn’t make me right and you wrong. It just means we are capable of discussion like civilized human. You know, the species who only got to where they are today by questioning everything.
Unless you’ve been living under a rock you’ve heard about this shit show with Kevin Spacey.
In the strange occurrence that you have been rock-dwelling here the scoop:
Anthony Rapp, who is best-known for playing Mark Cohen in the Broadway and film adaptation of RENT, came out saying Spacey tried to come on to him when he was fourteen.
Because of this, Spacey was forced to out himself as gay, and now SJWs are blasting him for actually finding a bad time to announce he likes dudes. The fallout is nothing short of brutal.
The Emmy’s have completely revoked plans to give Spacey a special award next month and Netflix has canceled House of Cards, going as far as to completely hault production, even AFTER they said they would finish season six. That’s a whole different hair across my ass entirely.
If those skittish fuckers at Netflix don’t give me an ending to my favorite show because of this bullshit I’m going to snap like Michael Douglas in Falling Down.
So, I’m sitting here reading articles like:
Mind you Rapp is now 46, this incident happened like thirty years ago, and he’s citing all of this newfound “awareness” of Hollywood creeps, after the demise of Harvey Weinstein, for his burst of courage.
Give. Me. A. Fucking. Break.
If people want to compare Spacey to Weinstein I have zero issue with telling them why they are toolbags. Let’s start by taking a look at the accuser’s interview with BuzzFeed. I’ve screenshot this to spare you the click. You’re welcome.
One person, meaning Rapp, has said shit about Spacey attacking them underage. ONE. Weinstein had YEARS of documented predatory behavior. Weinstein used his position of power to bang young starlets who weighed their careers being destroyed over watching the fat mess of a producer shower. When Rapp’s alleged assault happened Spacey was a NOBODY. There was zero power there.
Because of the hype people, namely media, are doing anything they can to try and burn Spacey alive and that is so beyond the realm of cool.
Let me just say, for the sake of full disclosure, I’m a big fan of both actors involved in this. Kevin Spacey shits ice cream in my eyes and I have a serious soft spot for Rapp since I’m a huge theatre nerd. I even once designed a Sims character after him back before I had kids and actually had the time to dick around with games.
But accusations without proof are just that – ACCUSATIONS. Am I saying it didn’t happen because of my fondess for Spacey? Nope.
I’m saying that just because someone says something doesn’t make it true. People have different recollections of things.
It could have been playful stupidity that Rapp harboured as an attack for years.
It could have been worse than what Rapp remembers.
It could be a figment of his imagination based off a scene from the play he was doing at the time. (More on that in a sec.)
FOR EXAMPLE: “Kevin Spacey tossed my she-salad when I was ten.”
Believe me or want proof?
If you are skeptical of what I said your brain is in the right place. If you want to string Spacey up because I typed a statement without backing it up – you need to chiggity check yourself before you wriggity wreck yourself.
If Rapp spent years and years watching as Spacey rose to fame, angered at his every move, that is something he should have addressed ages ago. In person or in therapy. Instead, he waited for the PR to be in his favor, compared Spacey to Weinstein, who actually used his power to exploit people. Weinstein had had years of payouts and non-disclosure agreements. The comparison fit the narrative even though the had nothing similar but names we are familiar with.
I had the misfortune to read the BuzzFeed article with Rapp’s side. It’s swimming with inflammatory anecdotes. It outlines how Rapp spent his entire duration of youth in to adulthood furious and telling random people in his life how he was attacked. BuzzFeed then quoted those people as the attack was fact. They hid it behind a graph of Rapp telling people of his attack at an Oscar Party. It was SO heavy with insinuation. Does telling your friends a story, be it true or not, make it valid?
Nope. Nope. Noooooope.
Dude, Spacey is not a fraud. A potential creep? Yes. A fraud would be someone who kept their identical, more talented, twin brother locked in the basement, only bringing him out to act for him just to take the credit. Think Man In The Iron Mask with less D’Artagnan and more swag bags. That’s fraud.
Spacey made things worse for himself by making a statement on Twitter. Call me an asshole but I actually felt bad for the poor sod. He seemed genuinely confused and apologetic. Even though Spacey has been in show business for decades, is familiar of how fast a scandal can take someone down, the statement obviously didn’t come from a PR firm or even a lawyer. It seemed to me it came from a very confused and apologetic heart.
Turtleboss and I had a conversation about this today and we disagreed heavily on it. We’re really great colleagues/ friends who can have different opinions and still manage to listen to, and respect, one another’s stance. Remember that?
Pepperidge Turtle Farms sure does.
Turtleboss read the statement above as a cut and dry confession. He agreed that Spacey should be demolished. He said his entire personal timeline is nothing but people being shocked by Spacey being a homosexual and not the seriousness of the allegations.
My personal timeline, on the other hand, is my friends vilifying Spacey on the accusation alone. They blasted him for his timing and claimed he was hiding behind his coming out to deflect from being a pedophile.
He’s got a more conservative posse and my peeps lean towards snowflakes.
I didn’t take the statement as a confession at all. I saw a man who didn’t want to deny the feelings of someone who sincerely felt hurt by his possible actions, even though he didn’t have any recollection of them himself. Not wanting to minimize Rapp’s account as a victim, he apologized, confirmed his sexual preference, and said he would try and make them right.
Call me naive if you will. I just feel like Spacey spoke from the heart instead of giving Rapp, and the rest of the world, a highly impersonal denial filled with carefully chosen words meant to down play the severity of Rapp’s accusations.
Of course people decided to rip the statement apart, saying that Spacey had no business using this as his method of coming out, and then crapping on him for recalling “he was drunk” but not that he attacked Rapp.
Well duh. It was a party in the 80’s. If you weren’t coked out and shit-faced it wasn’t a party! Rapp said party. Party automatically points to drinks. Spacey, who claimed he has no memory of the actions he stood accused of, could only rationalize his drawing a blank with being hammered.
I can tell you this though, I’m glad that no one cares who I was (or am for that matter) when I got tanked a bunch of times and nailed the older brother of my best pal back in the day. Despite my pal having a crush on me since high school, me tossing him in the friend-zone without a chance, and getting sloppy with his asshole sibling, which would have broken his heart. Or those two times I hit on, and succeeded, in drunkenly macking dudes in relationships just because I was a dick head in my twenties and I just liked that I had that kind of power.
All of us have those stupid encounters we look back on and think “Wow, I was a real asshole and probably should have avoided that 867th beer.” It’s the whole point of getting older, wiser, and learning from the lessons our life presents us.
I’m sure there will be more people coming forward after I print this as there always is. However, so far only one other named person, who was 30 at the time, has jumped on the bandwagon alleging Spacey got turnt and grabbed his junk.
Someone got drunk and handsy at a bar!? Thank God it’s only news if they’re famous and on the chopping block! We’d have to print daily anthologies dedicated to assholes that do this on the regs.
Dude, #metoo originated at a bar.
I wonder if any of those dudes from my past talk about me giving them PTSD because I fondled them or wove an evil web of IDGAF mid-twenties cuntiness and adultery? Probably not. I’m sure it’s still alive and well in their spank bank. My younger-self was good like that.
Now, even though I’m sitting here humanizing someone who we see just as a character on screen by giving my own tale of dumbassness, I will mention I never left my drunk-self alone with an under age boy. I never touched someone who didn’t give the consent. Regardless of that, the lesson above remains. Spacey is having his entire career tanked because of this and we have nothing to prove it but he said/he said.
We should try to not go crazy. There are now rumors and media outlets searching for evidence Spacey flirted with young guys on the set of House of Cards? A huge movie star going for younger folks? Oh no! Leave it to BuzzFeed and Jezebel to beg people to come forward under an encrypted text.
You know what the MSM is doing to confirm that Spacey was a creep? Citing a joke about how Stewie Griffin came running from Spacey’s basement on Family Guy AND quoting Rosie O’Donnell tweets.
Oh you knew did you, Rosie? You bulbous sow. Why didn’t you come forward then? You’re such an advocate for victims, huh? The omnipotent after-the-fact tweeter. Too busy blasting a kid you don’t know for having autism? Maybe you gave up chasing your own kid from running away from you because you’re such a beast? No, it’s much easier to try and stay relevant with hearsay than on your own talent and merit. GTFOH.
Rapp even mentioned himself that the broadway play he was doing at the time, Precious Sons, had a scene where the father (Ed Harris) mistakes Rapp, playing the character of his son, as someone else and climbs on top of him in a sexual way. Well shit. How could he have gotten the idea or possibly misconstrue this “attack.”
Is nobody else putting this together? Why are people such sheep? Why are they forming lynch mobs and not asking logical questions?
Let’s also mention that Rapp didn’t tell his mother, who let her fourteen year-old go to a big NYC party by himself, because he would have been forced to confront his own sexuality, which he said didn’t want to do.
Do I think the 80’s we’re a different time as Rapp said? Yes. We were all fine playing outside by ourselves until they discovered Adam Walsh’s severed head in a ditch. That’s when our parents started leaving the door open, not napping while we were running amok, building backyard fences, and checking on us occasionally. But NYC in the 80’s, especially the spots where Rapp would have been going to and from, were some of the most crime-addled places in the world. By 1986, when this supposedly happened, people knew about how debauches and dangerous adult night clubs and parties were. Especially those thrown for or by the rich and famous. To leave your fourteen year-old alone, unsupervised, with YOUR PERMISSION, is the definition of asking for trouble and neglect. Again, Spacey wasn’t some well-known movie star. Why on Earth was this kid being unsupervised acceptable time and time again? I’m sorry that the woman I’m blasting has passed away. I really am. We have this terrible habit of not holding those who aren’t with us anymore accountable for anything. Alive or dead – we can NOT ignore this important point of neglect being completely fucked up.
Guys, let me tell you. I am not a victim shamer. I am a girl who has been attacked and kept quiet about it because people wouldn’t believe me if I came out and said something. I’m simply stating that it’s our job as decent humans to not crucify people on the word of one person. To bomb their entire career on the recollection of something that happened decades ago with no proof. There is a reason why the statute of limitations is in place. There is a reason why the police told Rapp there was nothing to prosecute. There is a reason why people have the right to defend themselves in a court of law.
The process is in place for a reason.
Give me the PROOF Spacey is a creepasaur 3000 and I will light the damn torches for you. I will immediately burn my BluRay copy of American Beauty, type an “I suck and was wrong” apology blog, while simultaneously eating my foot that I dressed up as a crow.
I’m simply saying we have GOT to quit shitting on someone on hearsay alone just because it’s fits the hot topic this month. Seeing that I shit on dirtbags professionally – that’s saying a WHOLE hell of a lot.