To love people and to protect people.

It's like K-pop, right?

But it's gay pop.

There is.

The Oscars were held last night.

It was an event that passed almost entirely without notice,

if not for one incident, which we'll discuss in a moment.

Before we get there,

it's worth reflecting on the fact that award shows used to be ratings bonanzas. I mean,

there was a time in the not too distant past when 40 million people, 50 million people,

would sit around their televisions on a Sunday night and watch a bunch of wealthy drug addicts

give themselves awards for five hours. Those days are long

gone. Soon, the era of televised award shows will be officially over. They'll no longer exist at all.

And our children will look at us with bewilderment when we explain that once upon a time we used to

actually watch celebrities give speeches about how great celebrities are.

They will certainly find that confusing.

I have always found a confusing, and I live through that era in history myself.

Last night, judging by the clips that I saw online anyway, because, of course, I didn't, like

everybody else, I didn't actually watch the show.

They kick things off by going political right away, wasting no time.

Just planting the flag right away, this is what it's about.

And of course, the first item on the woke agenda was to virtue signal about the fictional

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