Gerard Vanderleun ("boswell' on The Well) is a noted wiseguy. Here's his look at a behind the scenes meeting among members of Hollywood's "gay mafia."
MIKEY OVITZI
When — when did I ever refuse an accommodation? All of you know me here — when did I ever refuse to send a buff personal trainer with a jar of olive oil over to the office? — except one time. And why? Because — I believe this Ecstasy-driven chicken hawking business — is gonna destroy us in the years to come. I mean, it's not like gambling or liquor — even the odd stealth lesbian kiss at a tennis tournament or golf classic — which is something that most people want nowadays, and is forbidden to them by the pezzonovante of the people who cancelled Rosie, Ellen and Politically Correct (Hey, Bill Maher in drag, whatta you think. Should I sign her?) . Even the Clinton Administration that've helped us in the past with not asking and not telling and other things are gonna refuse to help us when in comes to chicken hawking. And I believed that — then — and I believe that now.GEFFENDI
Times have changed. It's not like the Old Days — when we can do anything we want. A refusal is not the act of a friend. If Don Ovitzi had all the child stars, and the young assistant producers in the Valley, then he must share them, or let us others use them. He must let us draw the water from the well. Certainly he can — present a bill for such services; after all — we are not Members of the Screen Actors Guild.
