Wilf
Slouching towards Billingham
Now David Blaine (accused)
Magician David Blaine accused of 2004 rape by a former model | Metro News
Magician David Blaine accused of 2004 rape by a former model | Metro News
For actors, I'm not finding a lot of these people's shock and disgust particularly convincing. No one's getting an Oscar for this performance.
The next question I suppose is why? Why did people who knew about the behaviour of this fat, greasy and unprepossessing turd keep schtum?
Fuck.You mean, "how did the wealthy, charismatic, powerful bully manage to get away with it?"
The answer's in the Question I think.
Fuck.
He must have expected it though, surely he couldn't be so thick, that he thought no one would ever report him?
I find the whole thing quite sordid, OK, film industry, didn't expect saints. It's a hard game, and huge fortunes can be lost. You expect rivalry from all the other companies, that is the norm.
I don't think I've ever seen someone dismantled so fast... wife gone, fired, Harvey Weinstein stripped of BFI Fellowship. Stripped of BFI Fellowship, stripped of Harvey Weinstein Stripped of Academy Membership Academy Membership and his honorary CBE is at risk.
I think Hollywood was quick to disown him when it became too difficult to ignore.No one is bothering to wait. Everyone knew, but everyone needed someone to speak out publically. Lesson learnt, I hope.
I think Hollywood was quick to disown him when it became too difficult to ignore.
As you mentioned, Miramax produced many films that were very successful. His reputation as someone who made money for the industry was far more important to them than his reputation as a sexual predator.
I'm sure there are many more people in the industry who behave as badly as Weinstein, they're just not in all the papers, publicly undermining Hollywood
. As a result, nothing will be done about the underlying problem. It will be business as usual until the next major scandal.
They're just cleaning the place up before Oscar season.
I hope I'm wrong too.Look, you may be right, I hope not, but time will tell.
This is all good news but will this lead to really tackling the underlying issue of patriarchy?What we are seeing with #metoo is Women are standing up, in part because high profile Women are coming forward.
We've already seen two high profile journalists lose their jobs over it
VICE Severs Ties With Journalist Accused Of Sexual Harassment And Assault
GQ has fired its political correspondent following online allegations
A few days ago a woman called Melanie emailed from The Times to ask me to write an article about something or other. I never much fancy extra work but the deadline was a way off and it was only short and she was new to the paper, so I wrote back: “Yes, of course, I’d be happy to do a piece.” And then I wrote:
“xx
Giles
And then I went to hit “send”. But as my finger hovered over the key, I found myself looking down at those x’s in a way I have never looked at x’s before.
And I wondered suddenly why I was sending this unmet young woman the globally accepted lexicographical symbol for the pressing of one’s lips to the lips of another.
I suppose because I have always signed off letters and emails with kisses, to both girls and boys. But mostly to girls. And I’ve never meant anything by it. They are only crosses tapped thoughtlessly twice on a keyboard. But they still do mean “kiss, kiss”, and I wouldn’t put them on an email to the editor. I don’t really want to drop a smooch on young Melanie. Do I?
And at that moment I realised the time had come to start being more careful about who I make out that I want to kiss. For we live in a post-Weinstein world now. And we already did, before Weinstein. Though nobody told Weinstein.
Over the last few years, man after man in the public eye has met his downfall when a woman came forward and made claims against him of sexual aggression of one sort or another.
And when one female accuser comes out, more come. Inevitable as the rain. Sometimes it is hundreds, as with Weinstein. And then without any cross-examination of the stories, the man is finished. No trials or second chances. Even if nobody said “rape”. Even if it was just touching, or saying things, or simply standing there in a bathrobe being an ugly fat old slob, looking as if you would quite like to have sex (a crime of which I myself am frequently guilty), the man is finished.
And rightly, I suppose. Women have suffered sexual microaggressions (and macro ones) at the hands of men for thousands of years. All of them, from what I can make out, by all of us. And I don’t want to run the slightest risk of being seen to have any part in any of it any more.
Melanie asked me to write a piece for The Times. She didn’t ask to be unexpectedly metaphorically snogged. She did not ask to be backed into the corner of an imaginary party and have some old man’s crackly lips pressed figuratively up against her own. Why did I want to put kisses?
I think I must accept that in part it was because I sometimes think I am still a bit sexy. That Melanie might want to be kissed by me. It is a mistake many men make as they get older, not noticing that they have become unattractive and that gestures which might once have been seen as charming have gradually become revolting. Like the proverbial toad in a saucepan of water, warming slowly and unwittingly towards its inevitable death.
I was a nice-looking boy, once upon a time. I didn’t smell or have unsightly body hair, and girls sometimes did want to kiss me, and said so. So I kissed them. And from time to time I kissed girls who worked with me. Sometimes we had sex. They were usually younger than me (not always, but mostly) and as time went on, the age gap between them and me widened.
I am as certain as a man can be that I never touched a woman who didn’t want me to. But I suppose one or two of them might have mistakenly thought that shagging me could in some way end up proving useful. Although I would put my eyes out now, here, all over my iPad, if I thought a woman had ever had sex with me because she thought she had to. (I’m not counting anyone who might have shagged me just to be polite. We’ve surely all done that: got to the point where stopping now would simply look rude and just gritted our teeth and pushed on through).
But I am old and grey now and losing muscle tone and it would be nothing but the ridiculous vanity of a withered ego to assume any young woman wanted to kiss me, unless she thought it might get her a job. Which it sadly wouldn’t.
So I think it’s time to put it all away. Time to stop smiling back at women in the street who are only smiling because they’ve seen me on the telly, not because they think I’m hot.
Time to stop being “charming” to waitresses. Time to stop trying to make women laugh. I like making women laugh more than I like making men laugh. Partly because the hot gust of a woman’s breath when she does so is rarely as punishing as a man’s, and partly because of the old saw about women finding funny men sexy. Ooh, she laughed: she fancies me.
That’s got to end now. No more jokes. And no more half-smiles across parties that used (I think) to look beguiling, but now look like Fagin ogling an unguarded farthing.
No more wearing nice shirts and doing my hair and standing up straight and trying to look manly. No more being just a tiny bit ruder than other men as if maybe I’m dangerous in bed (I’m not). Weinstein has spoiled all that.
One misfired flirt and I could be out of a job, publicly shunned, end up in prison. The women are out there who could make it happen. The historic crimes, real or imagined, are waiting to tumble upon one wrong move.
Ping out a couple of unwanted crosses into the ether and the world could fall on my head. And possibly rightly. I no longer feel morally competent to judge.
So no kisses today, but thank you very much, Melanie, for the commission. Yes, I’ll do it. And good luck in the new job.
All the best,
Giles.
And when one female accuser comes out, more come. Inevitable as the rain. Sometimes it is hundreds, as with Weinstein. And then without any cross-examination of the stories, the man is finished. No trials or second chances. Even if nobody said “rape”. Even if it was just touching, or saying things, or simply standing there in a bathrobe being an ugly fat old slob, looking as if you would quite like to have sex (a crime of which I myself am frequently guilty), the man is finished.
If and when Weinstein goes to jail (about 25/75 against, at the moment, I'd say) I hope somebody rams that disgusting piece in Coren's face.Giles Coren's column today has made me furious. Equates misjudged flirting with Weinstein's crimes. Claims putting kisses at the end of an email could send him to jail. Utter cunt.
The point is, jailing Weinstein would be grist to his mill. Because his hell in a hand basket theory is that harmless, clumsy male behaviour will now see men jailed.If and when Weinstein goes to jail (about 25/75 against, at the moment, I'd say) I hope somebody rams that disgusting piece in Coren's face.
VICE journalist Sam Kriss is a known quantity on social media due to his outspoken support of feminism...
Ian Miles Cheong is a journalist and outspoken media critic
TBH the mind that thought up and wrote down those ideas is unlikely, all things considered, to have consistently throughout his life stopped at the putting ‘xxx’ at the end of an email end of the scale.Creepy. Writing that kind of stupid shit is a lot likelier to hurt his career than putting an 'x' at the end of an email.
It's clear Weinstein was a an extremely powerful man in Hollywood. He literally could make or break careers.
Of course they all knew what he was up to, but to call him out could amount to career suicide, before all this.
And as much as the Hollywood elite like to shine the light on injustice etc, they would not do it at the detriment of their own livelihood. Thus they'll call Trump all the cunts under the sun but won't have spoken publicly about Weinstein
Well, yes, but it's important to be clear it's not ideologically-driven hypocrisy. It's not like everybody turned a blind eye because HW accepted the science of climate change. It's because trying to do anything about it would have likely proved futile and he had the power to ruin people, be they hotel maids, casting directors or whatever. No doubt Trump has benefited from the same thing.
That is such a self-pitying piece of bilge (I mean his column - not your post!)Think is, Coren is close to the essence of the problem. His largely harmless male entitlement in his relationships with female colleagues, is undesirable. It is (a very small) part of the problem. And men should be examining the ways they are part of the problem, and changing their behaviour. He very nearly wrote a fantastic column. But he didn't.
Quite astonishing lack of self-awareness even for a man I always though was a knob. You'd expect him to be able to hide it better or an editor to intervene.That is such a self-pitying piece of bilge (I mean his column - not your post!)
Awkward.
/tangent
Think is, Coren is close to the essence of the problem. His largely harmless male entitlement in his relationships with female colleagues, is undesirable. It is (a very small) part of the problem. And men should be examining the ways they are part of the problem, and changing their behaviour. He very nearly wrote a fantastic column. But he didn't.
Think is, Coren is close to the essence of the problem. His largely harmless male entitlement in his relationships with female colleagues, is undesirable. It is (a very small) part of the problem. And men should be examining the ways they are part of the problem, and changing their behaviour. He very nearly wrote a fantastic column. But he didn't.
I unfriended someone Id already been told was an abuser this week. His reaction to the #metoo campaign was very telling. So much butthurt, so many jokes cracked. Yes the reactions have made me furious, but now I really know who to watch out for, its outed them.Giles Coren's column today has made me furious. Equates misjudged flirting with Weinstein's crimes. Claims putting kisses at the end of an email could send him to jail. Utter cunt.