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echo : 22.08 UTC — Zu ständi­gen Erin­nerung > Meryl Streep’s Gold­en Globe Speach, 8. Jan­u­ar 2017 : Please sit down. Thank you. I love you all. You’ll have to for­give me. I’ve lost my voice in scream­ing and lamen­ta­tion this week­end. And I have lost my mind some­time ear­li­er this year, so I have to read. Thank you, Hol­ly­wood For­eign Press. Just to pick up on what Hugh Lau­rie said: You and all of us in this room real­ly belong to the most vil­i­fied seg­ments in Amer­i­can soci­ety right now. Think about it: Hol­ly­wood, for­eign­ers, and the press. / But who are we, and what is Hol­ly­wood any­way? It’s just a bunch of peo­ple from oth­er places. I was born and raised and edu­cat­ed in the pub­lic schools of New Jer­sey. Vio­la was born in a sharecropper’s cab­in in South Car­oli­na, came up in Cen­tral Falls, Rhode Island; Sarah Paul­son was born in Flori­da, raised by a sin­gle mom in Brook­lyn. Sarah Jes­si­ca Park­er was one of sev­en or eight kids in Ohio. Amy Adams was born in Vicen­za, Italy. And Natal­ie Port­man was born in Jerusalem. Where are their birth cer­tifi­cates? And the beau­ti­ful Ruth Neg­ga was born in Addis Aba­ba, Ethiopia, raised in Lon­don — no, in Ire­land I do believe, and she’s here nom­i­nat­ed for play­ing a girl in small-town Vir­ginia. Ryan Gosling, like all of the nicest peo­ple, is Cana­di­an, and Dev Patel was born in Kenya, raised in Lon­don, and is here play­ing an Indi­an raised in Tas­ma­nia. So Hol­ly­wood is crawl­ing with out­siders and for­eign­ers. And if we kick them all out you’ll have noth­ing to watch but foot­ball and mixed mar­tial arts, which are not the arts. / They gave me three sec­onds to say this, so: An actor’s only job is to enter the lives of peo­ple who are dif­fer­ent from us, and let you feel what that feels like. And there were many, many, many pow­er­ful per­for­mances this year that did exact­ly that. Breath­tak­ing, com­pas­sion­ate work. But there was one per­for­mance this year that stunned me. It sank its hooks in my heart. Not because it was good; there was noth­ing good about it. But it was effec­tive and it did its job. It made its intend­ed audi­ence laugh, and show their teeth. It was that moment when the per­son ask­ing to sit in the most respect­ed seat in our coun­try imi­tat­ed a dis­abled reporter. Some­one he out­ranked in priv­i­lege, pow­er and the capac­i­ty to fight back. It kind of broke my heart when I saw it, and I still can’t get it out of my head, because it wasn’t in a movie. It was real life. And this instinct to humil­i­ate, when it’s mod­eled by some­one in the pub­lic plat­form, by some­one pow­er­ful, it fil­ters down into everybody’s life, because it kin­da gives per­mis­sion for oth­er peo­ple to do the same thing. Dis­re­spect invites dis­re­spect, vio­lence incites vio­lence. And when the pow­er­ful use their posi­tion to bul­ly oth­ers we all lose. O.K., go on with it. O.K., this brings me to the press. We need the prin­ci­pled press to hold pow­er to account, to call him on the car­pet for every out­rage. That’s why our founders enshrined the press and its free­doms in the Con­sti­tu­tion. So I only ask the famous­ly well-heeled Hol­ly­wood For­eign Press and all of us in our com­mu­ni­ty to join me in sup­port­ing the Com­mit­tee to Pro­tect Jour­nal­ists, because we’re gonna need them going for­ward, and they’ll need us to safe­guard the truth. One more thing: Once, when I was stand­ing around on the set one day, whin­ing about some­thing — you know we were gonna work through sup­per or the long hours or what­ev­er, Tom­my Lee Jones said to me, “Isn’t it such a priv­i­lege, Meryl, just to be an actor?” Yeah, it is, and we have to remind each oth­er of the priv­i­lege and the respon­si­bil­i­ty of the act of empa­thy. We should all be proud of the work Hol­ly­wood hon­ors here tonight. / As my friend, the dear depart­ed Princess Leia, said to me once, take your bro­ken heart, make it into art. — stop / fun­dort

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