When necessary, Hollywood must be permitted to apply dramatic license in order to tell a good story. That usually makes for a better movie.
However, no filmmaker should be allowed to lie about the historical record.
That’s precisely what movie director Ava DuVernay has done with her grotesque portrayal of President Lyndon B. Johnson in the film, “Selma,” which has rightfully ignited lots of controversy among both historians and movie critics.
Even if the Democratic People’s Republic of North Korea did orchestrate the attacks, the American intelligence community and defense contractors will most certainly exaggerate the dangers, which have already happened since the mushrooming of the bloated military-industrial complex since 9/11, authorized by the Patriot Act.
I’m not usually swayed by conspiracy theories.
But something I read yesterday at Paul Harris’ Bacchanal Buffet of a website really got me to thinking. [Read Here: Don’t Blame North Korea]
I find myself contemplating the seemingly outlandish prospect that the fiddlers might have played us all as fools. It’s not that I don’t trust our national security and intelligence bureaucracy, but….on second thought — I don’t trust our national security and intelligence bureaucracy. There, I said it.
There’s no such thing as being “normal.”
We all look and act differently. Each of us perceives things separately. All of us think in unique ways. Each one of us must contend with the influences which shape our lives and mold us into becoming individuals. No one’s single experience, nor reaction to it, is quite the same.
Hence, being “normal” becomes an apparition. Normalcy does not exist.
Writer’s Note: This week marks the 25th anniversary of the Romanian Revolution. This is the first in a serious of articles which recalls my first-hand account of the uprising in Bucharest between December 21-25, 1989.
Four days after making a dreadful miscalculation and delivering his final rambling speech to a crowd of more than 100,000 stoic sycophants from the grand balcony of the Communist Party Central Committee Building in Bucharest, and while the Romanian nation watched breathlessly on live television, dictator Nicolae Ceausescu and his wife Elena would gunned down by a firing squad on Christmas Day.
Now 25 years later, several questions about the Ceausescu’s final days remain unanswered.
How could Ceausescu’s iron fist lose its mighty grip on power so quickly and so completely? How did his situation manage to deteriorate so badly for him? He’d ruled his nation as a archetypal cult figure for 24 years. Yet, his body ended up crumpled against a wall, riddled with bullets fired from a makeshift execution squad made up of Romanian Army paratroopers who were hastily assembled at a military base in the small town of Targoviste, just outside Bucharest.
This is the story of what I witnessed in central Bucharest during those days which led to the downfall of Communist rule in Romania.
You fucking cowards. You’re pathetic.
I’m talking to you — Sony, Regal Cinemas, Cinemark, Cineplex, Carmike Cinemas, and AMC Theaters.
Each of your companies should be ashamed for yanking the new movie, “The Interview,” which was going to be released next week.
Why was the movie’s opening night cancelled after so much advertising and media fanfare surrounding its premier? Because you’re afraid some computer hackers over in North Korea might continue making you look like fools. They’ve already drilled into your personal files and basically sent you scurrying all over Burbank like rats, hastily issuing apologies and releasing canned statements to the press which desperately try to undo the damage you’ve done. Now, a bunch of commie slaves chained somewhere inside a Pyongyang dungeon have trampled over your firewalls and are rampaging through your IT system like a band of coked-up Genghis Khans hunting for Scarface’s mansion.