SATURDAY, FEBRUARY 25, 2017
Hooray for Hollywood: We the liberals have a vast love of political defeat.
We pursue this affair with reckless abandon. Nothing can dissuade us from our self-destructive course. We can't quit our love for defeat.
We've been struck by the vastness of this love on several occasions just in the past day. We think of what we saw on last evening's NewsHour. We think of these fascinating letters in yesterday's New York Times, which we'll discuss in some detail next week.
We think of this childish letter in today's Washington Post, whose (apparently under-informed) author isn't likely to rest until defeat is total.
More on all that next week.
For this pre-Oscar Day post, we'd planned to print the text of a speech written by Paddy Chayefsky for his crazily prophetic film, Network.
It has often been said that Chayefsky wrote Bill O'Reilly twenty-five years in advance. Watching Faye Dunaway deliver this particular speech last week, it occurred to us that Chayefsky also pre-wrote Donald J. Trump.
Let's postpone that too. On this day, our tribe's commitment to total defeat seems overwhelming, plupowerful.
Before the Mayflower: Long before Network, Chayefsky's wrote a series of searching films about the lives of New York City's white working class.
His film Marty won the Best Picture Oscar in 1955, already having won Cannes' Palme d'Or. He even wrote a film, The Catered Affair, in which we were asked to believe that Bette Davis was Debbie Reynolds' mother!
We hope to get to all that next week. Down through the years, our self-impressed tribe has engineered so many ways to seek our own defeat!