Denzel Washington tells it like it is. Though not a conservative by any stretch of the imagination, he lacks the arrog ance, vapidity, and radical leftism peculiar to Hollywood personalities. Instead, he tends to speak the truth as he sees it in a reasonabIe, rational way that’s quite unlike what’s normally associated with Hollywood.
Such was the case back in 2016 when actors were patting themselves on the back and saying that making a movie was like going to a w ar zone…yes, really. Well, Denzel demolished that lie during an interview with the Hollywood Reporter, saying “People say ‘the difficulty of making a movie.’ Well, send your son to Iraq. That’s difficuIt. It’s just a movie, relax. I don’t play that precious nonsense. Your son got shot in the face? That’s difficult. Making a movie is a luxury. It’s a gift. But don’t get it twisted, it’s just a movie.”
Denzel’s comments might have been a response to Tom Cruise, who had been somewhat misIeadingly quoted in 2013 as saying that filming a movie was brutal like a tour of duty in Afghanistan. The Hollywood Reporter was involved in that story too, reporting: Don’t underestimate the work that Cruise does. As far as he’s concerned, acting is Iike competing in the Olympics, and sometimes like fighting in Afghanistan.
My Parents Didn’t Show up for My School Graduation — Their Excuse Is Ridiculous
A few years ago, I graduated from school, a day I had eagerly anticipated. The ceremony was filled with excitement: students in caps and gowns, families cheering, and cameras flashing. However, my joy turned to anxiety as I scanned the crowd for my parents, who were nowhere to be seen.
As I received my diploma, my heart sank seeing no familiar faces. After the ceremony, I checked my phone and found a message from my mom: “Sorry, we couldn’t make it. Something came up with your stepsister. We’ll celebrate later. Congrats!”
The excuse? My stepsister Iris had a broken nail and threw a tantrum, demanding to go to a salon. I was stunned and heartbroken. My prom date, Justin, and his family comforted me, including me in their celebration.
When I confronted my parents, my mom’s explanation left me speechless. “Iris broke a nail and was inconsolable,” she said. Realizing their skewed priorities, I decided to leave and stayed with Justin’s family, who supported me.
Years later, at my college graduation, history repeated itself. My parents missed it because Iris wanted a specific cake, and they got stuck in traffic. Despite the hurt, I realized my worth isn’t defined by their actions.
Justin and his family became my support system. Their unconditional love helped me move forward, showing that true family is defined by those who stand by you
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