They don’t hate Trump. They hate themselves.
What the printing press was to Johannes Gutenberg and the radio to FDR, Twitter is to Trump-hating celebrities who take time between their kale enemas to embarrass themselves on the internet.
The #Resistance Twitter celebrity is invariably a has-been. The perfect example is Kathy Griffin who went from starring on Suddenly Susan, the rare example of a terrible sitcom that actually killed someone, to starring in My Life on the D-List to trying to molest Anderson Cooper on CNN’s New Year’s Eve Live.
Her last gasp of fame was a photoshoot of her holding up Trump’s fake, severed bloody head, followed by a tearful press conference trying to milk the backlash against her publicity stunt for more publicity.
Scientists have determined that a former celebrity’s Trump rage level is inversely proportional to the odds of her having a speaking part in a movie that is released in theaters outside North Korea.
It used to be alcoholism, then drugs and celebrity rehab. But these days the very bottom of the celeb dumpster is the #Resistance Twitter account. When celebrity #Resistance twits have an option that doesn’t involve screeching ALL CAPS Russia conspiracies, even though they think Vladivostok is the name of their former yoga coach, they take it faster than you can say, “Keith Olbermann.”
Olbermann resurrected his unhinged MSNBC act (which later became his unhinged Current TV act) for GQ’s anti-Trump vlogging. Then The Resistance host declared that Trump was defeated and managed to get back in at ESPN, which is still less degrading than squealing about Trump to 16,000 YouTube viewers.
All of whom wanted him to have Louise Mensch on to explain how the Russians put chips in their heads.
The decline of a celebrity can be measured by their anti-Trump hysteria. Sarah Silverman was lucky enough to build a career on nothing more than saying vile things in a cutesy voice. After twenty years the audience got tired of her shtick, and Sarah began sliding down the chute into the #Resistance.
First came the nude scenes, then an attempt to crowd into the already glutted market of Jon Stewart clones (British Jon Stewart, female Jon Stewart, black Jon Stewart, illiterate Jon Stewart) with I Love You, America with Sarah Silverman. The only time anyone watched was when Silverman tried to defend Louis C.K. and his abusive behavior with women. Silverman was quite familiar with her old friend’s behavior and had been complicit in it. And had failed to warn the female comedians who fell victim to it.
Then Silverman went on to expand her progressive sexual predator advocacy by defending former Senator Al Franken. “I believe in my heart of heart of hearts he never copped a feel.”
That’s funnier than any of the jokes she ever told on purpose.
Is it any wonder that Sarah Silverman would rather rant about Trump on Twitter than address her complicity in the abusive behavior of her male lefty celeb pals? Or figure out what to do when her career goes the way of Kathy Griffin’s and all that’s left is drunkenly groping a sheepish gay man on CNN. more here