Regarding the case of Roman Polanski, it's pretty clear: he was in his 40's and she was 13. He drugged her and liquored her up. I don't know of anyone who would defend such a cretin for this crime. But of course, the Hollywood folks are coming to his aid, arguing that it was consensual. Because his art, you see, is just that important. In Somerset Maugham's novel, a dying character near the end of the book says this: I have always moved in the best society in Europe, and I have no doubt that I shall move in the best society in heaven. This was said while being alone, dying. No one came to see him. These words are spoken to help assuage the loneliness of an ignored and neglected man, one no longer convenient. His "friends" were paper maché.That totally describes Hollywood. And Polanski. They all fancy themselves important and deserving. Maugham's character, Elliott Templeton, had himself buried in religious robes, and likewise, Polanski's defenders wrap themselves in self-righteousness, unable to actually say that he is innocent. Karma can be a bitch. I'll trust that those who defend this will find their proper reward. |
