The curious case of Oscar-winning child rapist Roman Polanski continues on its curious way, remarkable for shining a light on public acceptance/denial/numbing/avoidance of certain sexual crimes. Like, um, you know, vaginal rape and anal rape (and oral as well, if memory serves) of a 13 year old child [having softened her up first, as it were, with mind-altering substances, in this case alcohol and pills, the classic date-rape drug combo of choice].
Polanski pleads all the way down next to nothing -- unlawful sex with a minor -- but still, it's just not down far enough for him. How he finds sympathizers is beyond me. It's all about poor persecuted Roman. Who has never had the balls to stand up and say, yes, I drugged and raped that little girl, every which way, and I am one really sick f*ck. I mean, how hard is that?