You can’t make this stuff up … even in Hollywood.
The power-saluting, Weinstein-whacking, #MeToo face of sexual impropriety has now become the hot-to-trot symbol of the brand new #YouToo movement.
Remember brave, ultra-defiant Asia Argento?
She flexed her womanhood and brimstoned the gathered perverts at last spring’s Cannes Film Festival … hell-firing all of the pants-dropping, swiney pals of Harvey “Hold My Towel” Weinstein to repent. And then catch the next train to Hell.
“Even tonight, sitting among you, there are those who still have to be held accountable for their conduct against women. You know who you are, but, most importantly, we know who you are, and we are not going to allow you to get away with it any longer.” -Asia Argento
It seems Ms. Argento wasn’t very honesto with the crowdo about her young boyfriendo.
Asia Argento … now two score and two years old in Lincoln years … had a thingy for a 17 year-old boy … and sorta, kinda forgot to point that #MeToo finger at herself.
In other words, Ms Argento … the last playmate of dead chef Anthony Bourdain … had an apetito for something less chewy than the old cook. So she took up with an underaged filet mignon … while crowning herself Miss #MeToo.
And to keep her little #MeToo secret very secret, she paid that young tenderloin lots of bucks … like $380,000 … which is a record amount for a slab of meat. About $2500 per lb.
She was 37 at the time. The boy-toy was twenty years fresher. The age of consent in California is 18. A Father Lawrence moment.
And to quote the great Hollywood playwright … Billy Bob Shakespeare
“A glooming peace this morning with it brings.
The sun, for sorrow, will not show his head.
Go hence, to have more talk of these sad things.
Some shall be pardoned, and some punishèd.
For never was a story of more woe
Than this the tale of Asia Argento”