"And the Oscar Winner for Best Performance by a Psychotic Jackwad goes to..."
It seems Entertainment Tonight is doing a piece on the Colorado Massacre. How did someone find a way to even remotely classify this as entertainment? I'm a huge fan of horror movies, but horror reality is just a wee bit different, wouldn't you say?
Perhaps they'll follow up that piece with the inside story on how a rash of rotten kids pulling wings off butterflies is being filmed as a WifeTime channel movie. They could follow that up with footage from a camera surgically implanted in the forehead of a suicide bomber. They could show it on their new segment, "Roll, Police Tape!"
ET is, naturally, focusing on the bastard's Joker fixation. I'd be willing to bet they'll also voice "concerns" about how some of the movie goers initially mistook the smoke and gunshots for part of the movie experience. I predict that within a week the Synchronized Finger Pointing Mom Brigade will launch a campaign to have all special effects in non-Disney movies scaled back to Harry Harryhausen levels. After all, it's much easier to blame Hollywood for something than to take responsibility for your own actions. Look, a wicked smart guy knew perfectly well that if he took it into his head to randomly kill a bunch of innocent people, the best way to get out alive would be to set up an alleged psychotic break and end up in a psych ward for a bunch of years instead of getting the death penalty. Period.
In MPBH, the guy (I won't give his name the air-time) should get a swift trial and be dropped from public attention forever. Let his name be struck from the pyramid walls. Psychologists can puzzle over his behavior throughout time to learn what they can, but yammering on about everything he ever ate for breakfast on the front page of every paper and giving him top billing on every news station will only encourage other glory-seeking whackrabbits around the world.
CIA agents who do heroic things and die to save lives get an anonymous star on a wall. Entertainment Tonight is ready to give this walking disease a star on Hollywood Boulevard. If people accept this as right, pretty soon Americans will be demanding daily doses of destruction to maintain their ghoulish figures.
I like villains. I also like that all the best villains are intelligent, systematic, amusing, and most important, fictional.
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