The lesson appears simple enough. Harvey Weinstein is Hollywood and Hollywood is Harvey Weinstein -- and, for the most part, both represent the modern Democrat Party. Excess, no apologies and place the blame on somebody else whenever you can.
These are the "entertainment" folk established as movers and shakers, content, entitled and screwing perceived enemies and potential sexual conquests in every way possible, night and day.
And these are Washington's major contributors to the Democrat Party.
But suddenly they are eating their own. Some, anyway.
This is the industry churning out not only sex and violence in movies, TV shows and music as a matter of course, but also enraptured by its very own talents in producing slick digital images and CGI cartoons subliminally intended to re-educate kids and young adults of powerless intellect.
Just harmless entertainment, backed up by the casting couch, rapes and drugs, all hidden with charm by the best attorneys and PR firms money and other amenities can buy.
Hollywood thinks it is Washington, D.C., and have no doubt that some of its most famous "stars" and executives sincerely believe it is their right and obligation to supplant members of Congress and other legislators. Maybe they can't do it with words, but they surely can with monetary contributions.
The more I observe the Hollywood crowd -- which I used to admire and respect to some degree -- wearing its true face, the better President Donald Trump's agenda looks. Wow.
Hollywood has its "Walk of Stars" and Washington has its celebrity "Walk of Swamp," and this is certainly a swamp Trump and legislators of integrity can drain merely by ignoring the pampered Democrat crybaby infestations of Tinsel Town, home of so much talent, so many drugs, so much sex, and so little time. Run, Harveys of Hollywood, run!
