(Yes, it's all about ME!)
I won't bite. Not today.
I'm just going to pretend I didn't read the Siren's post,
Instead I'll recommend another of her posts, this one, Elia Kazan: Enough Already, in which she explains to Right Wing ranter Mark Steyn, that Kazan, the director of many great movies, including On the Waterfront, but no profile in courage---he went before the House Un-American Activities Committee and named names and helped ruin careers and lives in the process---was not as a result of his snitchery martyred by Hollywood for his anti-communism.
The proof of Kazan's un-martyrdom, as the Siren shows, is how much work he managed to get after he ratted, including On the Waterfront, for which the Liberals and Pinkos and Fellow Travellers in Hollywood punished him by awarding him the Oscar for Best Director.
But that's not enough for Steyn. Why, remember, a few years back, when Kazan was punished again, this time by being given an honorary Oscar for lifetime achievement? Damn Hollywood Liberals added insult to injury by by not clapping loudly enough. Will they never stop torturing the man?
What an odd parallel universe is inhabited by Mr. Steyn and those like him, one where Kazan's accomplishments are considered incomplete because Hollywood failed to grant him a 10-minute standing ovation, and didn't get rid of those pesky protesters outside the theater. The honorary Oscar was voted unanimously. The Siren watched the Oscar ceremony and saw Kazan accept his award. The television cameras showed her at least half in the auditorium were on their feet and applauding. She heard no boos. But the presence of Martin Scorsese and Robert De Niro onstage, Warren Beatty on his feet applauding, that means nothing to Steyn if Ed Harris and Nick Nolte and some other weenie libs are sitting quietly in their seats.
For Mr. Steyn and the professional indignation specialists over at Libertas, it will never be enough that Kazan went on to have a distinguished, artistically fulfilling and lucrative career after his testimony. He must be loved, not despite, but because of his having named names.
Go read the whole post.
You should read her post on Kiss Me, Kate too. Just keep in mind she's wrong about Taming of the Shrew.
But you didn't hear it from me. I'm not going to get into it. Can't make me. No way. No how.