A phony with a fake tattoo
Vision of Hell: You’re chained to a chair with The View on TV, 24/7, and all around your chair stand celebrities whose names you can’t remember, or never heard of, haranguing you about what a moral waste of space you are, compared to them…
Whew! We weren’t actually in Hell. We were only watching the Oscars–which, come to think of it, is bad enough.
You can’t go very far in the Internet without running into some Celebrity you never heard of doing very loud and gaudy virtue-signalling–and your expense.
Don’t they know that Hollywood is dying? And that they’re the ones who killed it?
Movies were a lot better before the actors became addicted to insulting their audience.