"When the show went to No. 1 in December 1988, ABC sent a chocolate “1” to congratulate me. Guess they figured that would keep the fat lady happy—or maybe they thought I hadn’t heard (along with the world) that male stars with No. 1 shows were given Bentleys and Porsches. So me and George Clooney [who played Roseanne Conner’s boss for the first season] took my chocolate prize outside, where I snapped a picture of him hitting it with a baseball bat. I sent that to ABC." »
I am aware that I am the 9 zillionth person to suggest that you read Roseanne Barr’s incredible piece in this week’s NYMag about sexism, fame and how fucked up Hollywood is, but I just can’t not share it. It’s brilliant and terrifying.
Yikes, Roseanne Barr. This is fascinating/crazy, but also ends with fine print mentioning that she has a book coming out and a new reality TV show. So all I can say is, “Yikes, Roseanne Barr.”
