Obama's speech is addressed to a nation with a dead imagination. Doing "something" about the Islamic State means dropping bombs on it. Bombing runs don't inconvenience a politician's constituents and always seem like stalwart action: a squirt of Raid on an infestation of bugs.
So what does this baseball and national ritual talk have to do with the current immigration debate in the United States? Concisely, I am intrigued that a New York born, Puerto Rican is told to go back to Mexico in response to his performance of God Bless America.
The next time you decide it's your place to denigrate an entire population, make faulty assumptions about people's backgrounds or assert your self-perceived supremacy, remember that you are exposing the emptiness of not just your thoughts, but of your human dignity.
Why can't a film simply exist without trying to change the world? There are plenty of different kinds of movies, and in the chaos of awards season some wonderful, little flicks are completely forgotten.
Here, in no particular order, are my favorite films of 2012. Some are great, some are guilty pleasures -- but all of them are films that gave me a jolt in some way, or reminded me why I love watching movies.
From Glenn Beck to TMZ to American Idol, no one is safe from Goldthwait's razor-edged wit, which is informed by his unhappiness at the kind of things that pass for news in the world of the 24-hour news cycle.
Sometimes I can't help myself, and I do the worst thing imaginable in modern society. I read comments online. I'm not proud, but I've found some recurring themes about me and my new movie, God Bless America, that I'd like to address.