Creeping "decency"

When decency creeps, only the creeps are "decent." As displayed by the Academy Awards, which was so morally prissy in its celebration of mediocre crap. Ironically, the even more decency-challenged folks who are outraged by "Hollywood" and all it supposedly stands for can't see how bland, shopworn and second rate Hollywood's "creative" material is. Their movies aren't really art, they're just investments. They went on and on about their great risk-taking, and exploration of controversial themes. C'est drek.
Once again I went out hunting for one of the book group picks. I found another novel by the author, Elsa Morales, but not the one chosen. I did, however, pick up a new English version of Gilgamesh, and thanks to being horribly alert at 1:00 this morning, have almost finished the writer's long introduction. I thought it was important to read it, since I've only ever read excerpts of gilgamesh, and didn't know much about it. Eerie that it was discovered in the ruins of Nineveh, which today is Mosul, Iraq. Spirit-squashing, in its evocation of agressive adventures made by posturing males. Classic shit, never goes out of style, clearly. Quotes shall begin to appear, anon.