Take it Outside

 

I have to admit that I do not watch many movies these days and only peek at pix and clips from the Oscars to see the fashions and the odd acceptance speech. However, last night, my Facebook feed exploded with clips and accounts of Will Smith hauling off and slapping Chris Rock on stage. 

Now I also saw the deep hurt in the eyes of Jada Pinkett Smith while Will was originally laughing at the lame "GI Jane" joke. In an industry that prizes appearance to the exclusion of almost everything else, alopecia must be a really difficult thing to deal with. I can also empathize with Will's desire to defend his lady. 

Back in the day, these things were done in relative privacy. Men challenged each other to duels to be played out in remote places with only a second and maybe a doctor present. Or a meeting behind a local barn for a bout of fisticuffs might be suggested. At the very least, men would say to the offender "Let's take it outside." Will might have been better served to have a private word with Chris after the ceremony. As it is, I fear that he has diminished himself in the eyes of his fans. 

Next time, Will, take it outside.