Over at the LA Times (a.k.a. workfare for former reason employees) Andrew Breitbart and David Ehrenstein have been debating "Hollywood values" with a ferocity of thrashing and splashing not seen since Shelly Winters made that ill-fated swim in The Poseidon Adventure.
How to do this exchange justice? It is throwing off more heat and light than the explosion of a 1,000 suns. Don't stare directly into, lest you go blind. And like a bag of Lay's Potato Chips, I bet you can't eat just one snippet, such as this Roy Batty-like mesmerizing morsel:
I know your biracial homosexual bio perfecta trumps my humble multiculti checklist, but I did have a bitchin' Bar Mitzvah; I adore my Latina sister (we're both adopted); and I chose to go to college in New Orleans because I really liked Lisa Bonet in "Angel Heart." Isn't that enough not to have an embroidered scarlet KKK on my hooded sweatshirt?
Tim Cavanaugh, back before he sold out to the MSM, wrote about Hollywood's message movies here.
Matt Welch, before he became part of the problem, wrote about "Hollywood Whores and Their Political Johns" here.