While Washington is all a-twitter over two society climbers crashing the gates at an Obama soirée, in the grand sweep of history, it was a fairly minor event. No one was in danger, and no real harm was done, nobody got dosed with LSD.
I've got nothing against sports films that exult in good sportsmanship and the triumph of the underdog. But I'm more inclined towards films like The Damned United that scrape past the noble veneer of sports.
With the blessing of the Indian Supreme Court, Vedanta plans to launch its own version of Appalachia-style mountaintop removal on the Niyamgiri mountain, which the Dongria Kondh tribe worships as a god.
This tall, lithe, creature, with toned-as-Michelle-Obama's arms and a living-in-the-Bahamas tan, a creature whose latest internationally bestselling novel has garnered reviews Martin Amis would kill for, can't really mean 'self-loathing,' can she?