Celebrities across America are waking up to a cold new dawn of political and social insignificance.
Because guess what? Trump’s resounding victory at the polls has shown that, despite his unwavering belief in his own importance, his opinions don’t really matter.
Nobody cares! No one gives a damn what these lefty lovers think about politics, who they voted for, or how desperately they wanted Americans to vote for Kamala, like them.
Game over for the condescending: those arrogant, Democrat-loving elites of Hollywood and beyond. To their great surprise, they have realized that their power over the people is non-existent and their influence is extinct.
On today’s breakfast menu at the Dodo Diner, the stars are force-fed eggs in their faces and a big, hot cup of shut up! And it couldn’t be more delightful to watch.
Oprah Winfrey introduces Kamala Harris onstage at a campaign rally in Philadelphia earlier this week.
Take Lady Gaga, who performed at Kamala Harris’ rally in Pennsylvania earlier this week. Is Gaga gone, well, gaga? Sitting at the piano on stage, she had the virtuoso air of someone doing important work.
She was talking about women. Women without a voice. Women with a voice. Women supporting men. Hey? I wasn’t following your topic, but it doesn’t matter.
‘I am casting my vote for someone who will be a president for all Americans. And now, Pennsylvania, it’s your turn,” he bellowed, pointing to the audience. “Let’s make sure all their voices are heard.”
Pennsylvania listened. And Pennsylvania came out and voted for Trump.
Can you blame them? At the same rally, voters had to endure a sermon from Winfrey’s pious Saint Oprah. “I know some of you feel inconsequential, but nothing could be further from the truth,” he told the little people.
Hear from this multi-millionaire megastar, whose property empire alone is worth more than £500 million and who lives behind high walls on a 70-acre estate in Montecito.
The two issues that really worried Americans in this election – border security and the economy – barely touch the out-of-touch sides of Oprah’s lavishly upholstered world. But even that didn’t stop her.
“I feel like we’re on the verge of something big,” he predicted.
Trump’s resounding victory leaves Oprah and the gang publicly humiliated and, honestly, they deserve the humiliation, writes Jan Moir.
We certainly were. A huge lead in the popular vote for Trump, plus control of the Senate and House of Representatives, along with gains in almost every demographic group and a victory that some have called a landslide. It was certainly a devastating loss for Democrats.
Trump’s resounding victory leaves Oprah and the gang publicly humiliated, and honestly, they deserve the humiliation.
Maybe they thought they were being patriotic, but they simply came across as condescending. They were demagogues who did what I say and were convinced they knew better. They didn’t think twice before trying to impose Kamala Harris, a mediocre politician with a mediocre campaign and no compelling messages, on the public.
Their smug assumption that Trump is such a monster that voters would overlook Democrats’ ineffective response to hot-button issues like inflation and immigration proved fatal.
What people cared about was not so much abortion rights – the only issue Democrats had in their pocket – but rather the economy and security.
These devout Democrats – the sour crème de la crème of Hollywood liberals – treated the American electorate like idiots and paid the price.
“Everyone has the right to vote and everyone has to show up and do it,” said actor Tom Hanks, helpfully explaining the concept of democracy to his millions of fellow Americans. “And if you don’t, you won’t be able to complain and you’ll get the government you deserve.” Thank you Mr. Hanks! More of the same pious sermons came from Beyoncé, Robert De Niro and the ever-serious George Clooney.
Let’s include Pink, J.Lo, Usher, Barbra Streisand and John Legend. Don’t forget Whoopi, Meryl and Miley.
In Detroit, a sad Jon Bon Jovi with a mom hairdo sang a slow version of Living On A Prayer. Will.i.am appeared on stage to sing a tearful dirge (“Mom, what’s wrong with America?”), while Katy Perry wore blue sequins and bossily told voters ‘we’re almost there,’ despite that we were not at all. .
Christina Aguilera was in Las Vegas in thigh-high boots and shorts, telling people to “vote for freedom”; Bruce Springsteen was in Georgia, singing Dancing In The Dark and calling Trump a “tyrant” who didn’t understand America. Georgia voted for Trump despite this.
The whole thing was completely hilarious. It couldn’t have been funnier if Bette Midler had come out and promised to drink drain cleaner if Trump was elected, then deleted her social media accounts when he won. Which is exactly what she did.
Celebrity political endorsement is a big problem in the US, much more so than in the UK. There, everyone who is anyone delights in nailing their colors – blue for Democrats, almost always – to the mast.
However, every time a celebrity comes out in support of a politician, it leaves me with the strong suspicion that the move benefits the star more than the endorsed politician. Could hapless Kamala be that always-charming, never-needy gem whose shine reflects back to you, as Taylor Swift once sang?
Taylor came out to Kamala, like almost every other celebrity you can name. In the face of such a bitter defeat, one wonders if they will ever do it again.
Because in the end, their opinions didn’t matter and their participation only revealed how out of touch they are with the reality of most Americans’ lives.
It was not the right to abortion that most worried the electorate. What really mattered to them was the issue of illegal immigration, the dollar in their pockets and the price of gasoline at the pumps.
And they were the ones who asked the powers that be if they were the powers they should be. Something condescendents should think about next time.
Now we will never know what happened to poor Suzy.
John Cannan is dead. Now we will never know what happened to Suzy Lamplugh. The young estate agent disappeared in west London in July 1986 and her body was never found, nor was anyone charged with her disappearance.
It is a mystery that haunted – and still haunts – my generation of women. Cannan was the main suspect, but police were never able to build a case against him and he always denied any involvement.
Even a recent review of unsolved cases failed to reveal new clues. At the time of his death, Cannan was in prison, serving a minimum sentence of 35 years for the murder of Shirley Banks in Bristol in 1987.
Poor Suzy. And sympathy for his family, who will never have closure or answers about the terrible fate that befell him.
Tough, intelligent, frank and a Kemi Badenoch, a politician of old-fashioned convictions, is the best thing to happen to the Conservative Party in years.
It is a policy I can believe in and respect: a rarer beast than the unicorn in the Houses of Parliament.
Go, Kemi! And please don’t let me down, like every other party leader for at least the last decade.
Is it fair to classify all drunken sex as rape?
Emily Atack has made a documentary about online sexual harassment. The awful lot of Emily, and many young women like her, is that they must somehow cope with the unwanted sexual attentions of depraved men lurking on their social media accounts.
One factor it explores is the fact that the blame for this unwanted interest often unfairly falls on the victims. Emily has also joined a campaign about sexual consent and promoting a clearer yes or no on the issue of sex.
Emily Atack has made a documentary about online sexual harassment
The actress said she had woken up after drunken sexual encounters, hating herself. This is sad and unfortunate, but is it fair to classify all drunken sexual encounters as rape? Some of them certainly are.
But surely women should also take responsibility for their own behavior and not get so drunk that they cannot consent (or not) to have sex.
Has anyone visited Emily Maitlis yet? Our girl with the tragic diamond Martini glass earrings had a shaky, motionless election night. At all.
After heated disputes with anyone broadcasting even a hint of a vaguely pro-Trump view on her C4 show, an increasingly furious Emily swore: But is ‘bats’ really swearing? – and disappeared into the night, never to be heard again in the election studio.
Emily Maitlis, former BBC journalist and Newsnight star
She was last seen in central London, carrying random old women who didn’t agree with her leftist worldview.
She much preferred Emily when she was at the BBC and had to keep her feelings hidden and her opinions to herself. Didn’t we all do it?
