Throwing Kevin Spacey to the wolves won’t solve any problems. It won’t expose corruption. It won’t act as any kind of deterrent. It won’t satisfy any cry for justice.
There’s no acquittal for Spacey and I won’t defend him. I will level the charge, however: He’s an influential figure gone way off track, not a pen-signing boss demanding pay for play. Kevin is no Weinstein, but he still needs a “come to Jesus moment” about the entire Hollywood situation to which he has been part and parcel. Like Rapp, Yiannopoulos, and so many others, Spacey probably has his own story.
I was an actor in high school, a decent one who landed “Captain Jim” in Little Mary Sunshine. I know the kind of crude jokes in back-stage culture, which I was shamefully a part of. There you have the “men behind the curtain” culture of nearly every TV show and movie that we whore ourselves out to, week after week. · · · →