The Golden Globes

The Golden Globes were last night and while I missed most of it because I was screaming into a bottle of scotch over the Giants lost, I was able tune in with about two hours left.

Just in time to watch Meryl Streep’s assault on the MMA world. One of the most random and hopefully soon to be unfortunate acts of aggression I have ever seen. After she was done shitting on Trump for entirely too long, she made reference to mixed martial artists not being real artists. For literally no reason.

First off, let me attack all of the celebrities who bored me with their political rants and shit. This is an award show. Just get your award, say thank you to some key people in your life and move on. If I wanted to get depressed about our state of the union or whatever is happening in the Sudan I’d turn the news on. But I didn’t turn the news on. I have the Golden Globes on. I just want to see what celebrity is wearing some kooky outfit or which TV show I love is gonna get snubbed this year, shout out to Westworld.

If you want to politically grandstand start a podcast or do a YouTube video. Just don’t take up my precious award show time. I don’t give a shit what you think. I’m not defending Trump or Hillary or whatever, but the same people who are attacking Trump are the same people who were getting mad at the people who attacked Obama eight years ago. And please, don’t take this as me caring about either side and try to start a political discussion with me. I promise, I don’t care one way or the other.

Now, back to Meryl’s weird attack on MMA. She called the sport mostly American. A point which is so backwards it’s laughable. Arguable the three greatest of all time aren’t American at all: Fedor is from Russia, GSP is very French Canadian, and Anderson Silva is Brazillian, so please don’t call the sport American. Yea, a lot of fights do take place in America, but each year there are more and more fights world wide.

So while I’m a fan of Meryl Streep, if you see her out, toss the bitch an arm bar or a triangle choke and don’t let go until she tells you you’re an artist.

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