Chris Brown is a total asshat. I get it. But how has he become the poster boy for all celebrity abusers? Where was all this outrage when Charlie Sheen was earning $2 mil per episode for that stupid show? Was Glen Campbell showered with anything less than love at the Grammys despite the fact that he allegedly knocked out two of Tanya Tucker's teeth during their violent relationship? Does anyone ever mention [R.Kelly] peeing on a 14-year-old girl, or is everyone just awaiting the next chapter of "Trapped in a Closet"? This is not a defense of Chris Brown, but I just can't figure out how he's been branded the worst of the worst. True, he doesn't seem remorseful; but neither does Charlie Sheen, not that anyone seems to notice or care.
For me, this is the most important part of Cynthia Nixon's comment: "You don't get to define my gayness for me." I couldn't agree more. Everyone is entitled to their own journey at their own pace, and frankly, the bigots will squeal regardless of where you fall on the nature vs. nurture argument because that is what bigots do. How I define myself is really no one's goddamn business but my own. And really, fellow LBGTs, don't we have bigger issues to worry about?
I was not a Whitney Houston fan at all, and I rolled my eyes when she was introduced. But from that first note, I was completely in awe. I was at a Super Bowl party, and the room went dead silent. There isn't a single moment that seems forced or untrue. More than 20 years later, none of its soul-searing power has been lost. I can't imagine anyone will ever sing that song any better. As a another commenter said, this is the gold standard.
I'm hardly what anyone would call a patriot, but I'll be damned if Whitney's rendition of the National Anthem doesn't put tears in my eyes every time. Just breathtaking.
And "Hogan's Heroes" was a hit! Twenty years after WWII, Nazis were, somehow, considered funny. I've always had a secret theory that this show inspired Mel Brooks to write "The Producers."
"Cop Rock" was awful, but in a fascinating, overreaching kind of way. Unlike, say, "Pink Lady and Jeff," which only proved just how much blow people were hoovering in the 1980s.