People That Need To Go, v2: Morrissey

I was never a fan of The Smiths, so I don’t have a deep well of loving musical memories to buffer my assessment of Morrissey.  My message to you, sir, is that We Get It.  We get the fact that you believe that eating meat is a horrifying thing.  You even wrote one or two songs on the topic to reinforce your point, as I recall.  Yes, your point has been made.  We understand. 

You are a beautifully bleak, dark, and tortured soul.  Here is some proof.  I guess it is a natural thing for people which such passionate beliefs, on whatever topic they may be, to be completely obnoxious asses about it.  I suppose he feels he need to personally advocate for the animals, because no one else is.  I’m not even sure I disagree with you on the particulars of this topic, though I am a confirmed omnivore.  Animals are treated badly.  But, you don’t change hearts and minds by telling people that if they like meat so much, they should eat their own children.

Morrissey: ‘Eating animals is just the same as paedophilia, rape and murder

We only hear from you when you dispel yet another rumor of a Smiths reunion, or when you pop up in the news once in a while to spew some crazy.  I guess you just enjoy the attention, but shut up already.  Good grief.

People That Need To Go, v1: Alec Baldwin

Alec, I’ve loved you on every one of your 15 appearances as host of Saturday Night Live. Pete Schweddy and his fabulous balls. The annoying French teacher. Tony Bennett. It was all good, and I would probably watch every bit of it all over. I loved you in The Hunt For Red October, and Glengarry Glen Ross. You are a supremely gifted man.

But somewhere along the way, it got weird. We heard the way you screamed at your daughter, recorded for all of us to hear. We saw the way you treat your ex-wife. We’ve seen you punch photographers, and get kicked off of flights for being obnoxious. We’ve seen you be a primadonna pain-in-the-ass over and over and over again. Who knew that with his jackass Jack Donaghy character on 30 Rock, he was just playing himself, with a laugh track?

And then recently, once again, you exposed your core self in yet another deeply disturbing, unpleasant, hateful rant, calling a paparazzi a “cocksucking fag”, followed by a complete denial of the events even though it had been fully caught on tape. I understand that paparazzi are pains-in-the-backside, that they are intrusive, and they can make the life of a public person complete hell. But this does not excuse your appalling behavior.

I’m equally appalled by the lack of outrage from the Hollywood community, within which Mr. Baldwin enjoys Tier 1 advantages and benefits. How does this go unaddressed? If it were Sean Hannity, there would be protests in the street going on even today. Yes, you are indeed a protected son.

So my message is: I could use a break from you, Alec. Go way for a while. Get some therapy and learn how to be a better person. You have a new baby and a newish wife. Don’t screw up your new family like you did the old one. Redemption is attainable, but you need to want to do it.

I’ll miss you when you are away. Please come back soon.