Schadenfreude is said to be the malicious satisfaction you get when you stop in Baskin Robbins for a single dip and discover the high school PE teacher who hounded you to lose weight now wears size 62 pants and is pigging down a quart of Rocky Road.
Since it is a free country, is some pest wants to eat himself to death that’s his businesses and I may remember something like that twenty minutes from now, And much the same thing goes for the entertainment industry.
Except for their gun ban activities, I seldom pay much attention to the doings of people whose lives Of course, I do take note when they trade on their name recognition to peddle totalitarianism, but that is another matter.
But these days whoever the current Walter Winchell or Louella parons may be is not singing about “How wonderful Harvey was at his benefit for gun control,” or Roger will appear at ac rally to help ban guns” on page four.
Instead, a howl lot of Harvey’s and Kevins are on page one, seen wearing a wig at an upscale Phoenix restaurant, or beng cut off my Netflix, as they await developments.
The practice of using women as public conveniences has a long and sordid history. Shakespeare hints at it. 19th Century newspapers mentioned the practice. Shirly Temple Black mentioned “the funniest thing she had ever seen” when, at age 1112, a powerful studio exec exposed himself to her. So it is not a new thing, it is just a disgraceful thing.
Personally, I bear the Harveys and Kevins no personal animus. I do wish they would spend fifteen minutes or so discovering the truth about gun control or a day looking into all the other evils they espouse, but so long as they ignore me I will ignore them.
All I want for that crowd is for them to get everything they deserve. and serve it.