Where was the bear?

Last night, Spacebunny sighed and said to me: "Well, it's going to be a late night."

"Why?" I asked, falling for it.

"The Oscars are on!" she said brightly.

"Seriously? You're going to stay up to watch them?"

"No!" she snorted dismissively, then laughed.

Even the girls don't give a damn about the Oscars anymore. They can see the pretty dresses online, and let's face it, the only thing that was even remotely interesting about Hollywood this year was the fact that a major studio and a film director felt the need to make a public statement denying that Leonardo Dicaprio had been raped by a bear during the making of a movie.

That was more entertaining than the sum total of the movies nominated.

Social justice warriors have succeeded in ruining the entire movie industry. If you needed any proof, you just had to tune in to the 2016 Academy Awards ceremony.

I’m not sure when it happened, but at some point the Academy Awards went from being a celebration of the film industry to an opportunity to sanctimoniously lecture the American people on various social justice issues. The Oscars have a small set of recurring SJW hot buttons: white racism against blacks, the plight of gays or the gender confused, the plight of women, the plight of immigrants, the Holocaust, and global warming. This year I watched to ensure that all the SJW boxes were checked.

This year was really embarrassing for the Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences—they did not nominate any black actors. Spike Lee and Will Smith protested it as being racist and boycotted the ceremony. SJW heads exploded.

Now, it strikes me as odd that there must be some sort of quota for blacks being nominated. Why just have a quota for blacks? Why not also have a quota for Chinese and Indian actors? But consistency is not a strong suit of SJWs.

Whatever. I just think they should have given an Oscar to whoever first claimed Dicaprio had been raped by a bear. I don't think that will ever stop being funny.