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“They may take my booze, but they’ll never take….my keeeeeeeeeeeys!”
Now, I’m a little confused on this one. I’m sure you’ve heard the story by now, but just in case you haven’t - over the weekend, Mel Gibson got busted for a little drunken driving up in Malibu. When the cops pulled him over, he then started cussing up a storm and decided to confirm the allegations of anti-Semitism that flowed from 2004’s The Passion of the Chris by asking the arresting officer if he was a Jew and claiming that “the Jews are responsible for all the wars in the world.” Gibson has since taken the rather un-Hollywood approach of basically admitting that things happened as the rumors claim, rather than trying to deny it all. However, he says that he drunkenly said things he doesn’t actually believe to be true, which is preposterous, since everyone knows you speak more truthfully when drunk, not less so.
And this is where my confusion comes in. Now that we know Gibson is an anti-Semite, I have to wonder why - after all, my fellow Tribesmen run Hollywood, so without us Jews, he wouldn’t have any career at all. And we control the money, which he’s got a lot of. So he should befriend us, no? But most importantly of all, everyone knows the best lawyers are Jews, and it sure seems like he’s going to be needing one of those, too. So why the hate, Mel, why the hate?
