Kevin Spacey's statement the other day reminds me of one of the many, many reasons I don't drink alcohol. I know many folks who handle it fine and enjoy it and it never creates problems for them or others around them. But imagine being told you did something horrible and your best defense is that you have no memory of having done it…but you might have.
Of course, few will believe that Spacey does not remember the incident in question. My point is that if he honestly doesn't, that's pretty horrible…and it's maybe worse than if he does. It makes you want to ask the guy, "Hey, how many other minors might you have tried to rape and forgotten about?"
I also kind of wonder if a smart lawyer vetted that admission. When you confess you might have tried to rape a minor but you can't remember for sure, aren't you just inviting others to accuse you of doing other things you might not remember? Aren't you kind of disqualifying yourself as a witness to your own life?
And of course, that isn't the worst part of his "apology." It's that he handed ammo to those who, through naivete or deliberate smears, want to link homosexuality with pedophilia. I suppose, given the accusation against him, he had to finally "come out" and admit to being a "proud, gay man." But he could have separated the two concepts. He could have reminded all that just because a gay man does that kind of thing, that doesn't represent all gays any more than Roman Polanski is proof that all straight guys molest 13-year-old girls.
Mr. Spacey has never disappointed me as an actor but he sure has as a human being. And I guess it's finally time to admit that I never thought his impressions were very good.