It’s just peer pressure. The moguls are terrified of going to cocktail-cocaine parties and having their peers start chanting, “Youuuuuuuuu like Dick Chaaaaaayneeee. Youuuuuuuuu like Dick Chaaaaaayneeee.”
“Nah-ah! I do not! Stop saying that!”
The same goes for actors and journalists.
Sean and Georgie sitting in a tree.
K-I-S-S-I-N-G.
First comes love, then comes marriage
Then comes Sean with a baby carriage.
So Sean covers his ears, screams, and runs off to Tehran to hug mullahs. Or he writes a screenplay about some poor black soldier tricked into going to war for oil.
The denizens of Hollywood and the mainstream media are only thirteen years old.





