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Let's take the red pill all together

I remember when I was just a kid and read about a book titled something like "You'll Never Eat Lunch In This Town Again" and was puzzled, since I couldn't see how it is possible that all restaurants of some big town could together refuse to serve some particular person, and why that person couldn't just buy herself food in a supermarket. But that's the naivete and innocence of youth for you! Yes, even your humble narrator was once an adorable and innocent little boy.

I finished the book "Hollywood Interrupted" by Andrew Breitbart and Mark Ebner last night. I remember watching one of these guys in Daily Show promoting this book, and I didn't bother to watch it after the first few minutes, since the guy was so obviously acting in such a stupid manner, trying to be folksy and loudmouthed at the same time. Perhaps he had pretensions and aspirations of becoming the host of some right-wing radio talkshow or a commentator in Fox News. I can see why the authors would take this approach in the publicity tour, but it's really a shame, since this book could stand quite well on its own merits.

For me, the most humorous chapter of the book was certainly "Hollyweird High", a look at the exlusive private Crossroads school where the Hollywood players and bigshots send their offspring to escape from diversity and learn a curious mix of feelgood ideology consisting of socialism and new age. The author's summation of this place by saying that Tom Wolfe would have a field day writing essays about this place and its self-emergent ethnic divisions should pretty much sum it up. The book also sheds light on a few Hollywood families such as the Arquettes, and I can now understand much better that Alexis character last seen in The Surreal Life. Another amusing touch in this book was that pretty much whenever the book mentions Tom Cruise, it puts the qualifier "heterosexual" in front of his name. The chapter about how Hollywood stars flirt with socialism and the Fidel Castro regime despite their material excesses and miserlike cruelty to the people under them didn't really have anything new in it, but it's always handy to collect everything in one permanent and accessible place.

The book also has a chapter on Courtney Love, whose wild and zany antics have amused us for a while now. Speaking of which, I remember reading a few months ago that she had sold a quarter of her rights to Nirvana back catalogue for something like $50 million, so she should be well set to continue her alternative lifestyle for the rest of her natural life. As the old Finnish saying could be paraphrased here, she who asks a lot is not crazy but he who pays her that amount is, but I still have to wonder if the back catalogue of a relatively successful band that made, what, two records during its whole career really is worth $200 million. Perhaps Teen Spirit could use that one song in their ads, or would that be too tacky? Perhaps some national restaurant chain that aims to create a non-stuffy public image for the thirtysomething market could adapt "Come as you are" as their catchy jingle.

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