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The Oscars - Why Did I Do It?

Okay, Okay, yes, I did it. For the first time ever I sat and watched most of the Oscars. Why, you may ask (or may not care...LOL), well my sexy husband was watching it and to spend time with my love I sat and watched it. But he went to bed early and I stayed up and watched about another 40 minutes of it. I hate to say this, BUT....it was horrible. The host was rude and offensive even to his liberal colleagues with his, "I Saw Your Boobs" song. Now don't go on-line to check out the song...lol. It was astonishing to see the look on the faces of the actresses that has shown more than cleavage mentioned in his song. They were appalled and embarrassed and offended. My take on this is if you exposed them for millions of people on a screen that is bigger than life and weren't offended then you shouldn't be offended when someone sings about them in front of your colleagues.
Then I was saddened by the emptiness I saw in their pursuits. This is what most of them live for, this is what they work all of their lives to attain, a golden man-like statue. Tom Brady said, several years back after winning the Superbowl, that there has to be more to life than just winning the Superbowl. He has worked so hard to attain, to achieve the trophy, the win that after the win, after the high, life was still life and he still felt like Tom. Now what? Not one person on that stage acknowledged God. Not one person thanked Him for giving them their gift, their talent. Not one person. I was so saddened to see this. I sat hoping that someone would say something, but no one did.
More and more this is becoming the norm in our society, in our neighborhoods and towns, in our schools and public buildings, in our government. How can this be?
My question to you is....what do we do now?

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