Okay, I’ll only touch on the Oscars for a moment here, because I think many others have already addressed the issue more eloquently than I am capable of at the moment (read: Why Seth MacFarlane’s Misogyny Matters and Sexism Fatigue: When Seth MacFarlane is a Complete Ass and You Don’t Even Notice for starters). Besides never having found him to be funny ever, this type of unabashed, blatant, horrifying sexism is humiliating and embarrassing. Not just for the women he name-checked, but for everyone ever born on the planet who has to put up with this kind of dismissive, callous misogyny on a daily basis for their entirety of their lives because they were born with a vagina. This performance was the equivalent of inviting the valedictorian to speak at her graduation and then being told she has to take part in a wet t-shirt contest on stage before she can give her speech. This is the kind of behavior that women have to start putting up with from the onset of puberty to the end of their lives, so we should just be used to it, right? It’s just a joke! Don’t be a party pooper! Lighten up! Seeing the reactions of some of the women present actually breaks my heart.
I wish so much, that everyone in attendance who found his childish display offensive would have stood up and walked out. Like I said before, I’ve never been a fan of his, but now I actually loathe him. I hope a cartoon 1,000 lb anvil lands on his balls. If he wants to be the champion of losers who have Victoria Secret catalogs and issues of Maxim delivered to their homes to jerk off to, then, by all means, carry on, Seth. Carry on. Now, I’m going to sit back and imagine Seth MacFarlane’s unfunny face falling into the fires of Mount Doom, Gollum style.