Transcript of Meryl Streep’s Powerful Golden Globes Speech

January 8, 2017

As delivered by Meryl Streep upon acceptance of being awarded the prestigious Cecil B. DeMille Award:

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.

 

G-DOG

G-DOG. What happens when a young, white Jesuit priest walks into the most violent Latino, Asian, and African-American gang neighborhoods in East LA? If that priest is Father Greg Boyle, a 70% success rate for having gang members swap violence for community.

And what’s his radical method?

Boundless, restorative love.

This documentary follows Father Greg or G-Dog as the homies call him, through a year in the life of Homeboy Industries, the largest, most successful gang intervention and rehab program in the U.S. In 1986, Father Greg was assigned to the poorest, most violent parish in East LA, Boyle Heights. With his belief that nothing stops a bullet like a job and his intense focus on jobs not jail for the kids he saw planning their funerals instead of their futures, he began building Homeboy Industries — a café, silkscreen shop, yoga studio, retail shop, catering service, tattoo removal, job training, anger management training, parent training, etc, business – in downtown LA. In the year the film memorializes, Father Greg and the homies face a tough economic decision about Homeboy Industries, but they face it together and with boundless, restorative love.

Father Greg saw a need in his community and he worked to meet that need. As a result, Homeboy Industries serves as an inspiration for helping to kids at risk in Toronto, Manchester, Hamburg, Rio de Janeiro, and many more communities.

It’s easy to see why a Jesuit priest would be so loved in one of the poorest communities in LA when you embrace the truth delivered in his commencement speech at Occidental College:

“So, I’m in a car with a homie named Manuel and we’re driving to give a talk and he gets a text and he looks at it and he kinda chuckles and I said, ‘What is it?’ And he goes, ‘Oh, it’s dumb. It’s from Snoopy back at the office.’

I said, ‘What’s it say?’

‘Oh, hey dog, it’s me Snoops. Yeah, they got my ass locked up at county jail. They’re charging me with being the ugliest vato in America. You have to come down right now. Show ‘em they got the wrong guy.’

I nearly swerved into oncoming traffic and then I realized that Manuel and Snoopy are enemies. They used to shoot bullets at one another. Now they shoot text messages. And there is a word for that and the word is kinship.

There is no longer us and them. It’s only us.

The measure of your compassion lies not in your service of those on the margins, but in your willingness to see yourself in kinship with them.

Oxi [Occidental College] is not the place you come to; it’s the place you go from. And you go from here to create a community of kinship so that God might recognize it. And good for you. And congratulations.” ~ Father Greg Boyle

G-Dog a brilliant film by Freida Lee Mock.

Dreaming Big | Changing Lives

Get Yours Here!

 

The Value of Confidence

 

I’ve been asked why I chose to partner with Rodan + Fields when:

  1. Sales are not my thing;
  2. My passions are in the arts and advocacy; and
  3. Sales are REALLY not my thing.

The fast and easy answer is this: My own life has changed since I began using the products.

My skin has changed and as a direct result, so has my life!

My whole life I’ve battled skin issues. For the first time, I am experiencing something tremendously positive with my skin. At 49, this is a blessing I never thought I’d see. Friends I have introduced the products to have contacted me with the same heartfelt thanks I shared with my friend who introduced me to the products!

I talk about what is passionate to me. That’s who I am as a person — whether it is my faith, my passion for animals, for the arts, politics, or Little League kids who bring the world together — I share what is deeply passionate in my life and I keep sharing it!

The truth is we all talk about what is meaningful to us. Whether it be the latest movie we saw and loved, a book we read, a restaurant we ate at, fishing on the river, a political viewpoint, shopping local, sporting events involving our kids, a charity fundraiser, our feelings at a certain moment in time, etc,…whatever it may be, we all talk about the things important to us.

In essence, we are ALL selling SOMETHING.

We are all selling something to someone at any given time we communicate. The transactions we are seeking may have an emotional value, a financial value, a spiritual value, an educational value, a persuasive value, etc…but it definitely has a value of some kind attached to it.

For me, I desire for the second half of my life to be focused on changing lives. And Rodan + Fields offers me the greatest opportunity to do that

  1. Through their business model that empowers individuals to become financially independent AND
  2. Through their products that create the results so very many people are longing for – beautiful skin!

Now that’s value!

And that I love to sell!

~     Penny

PS…The skin care industry is a $2.5 BILLION business. Currently, R+F products are only available in the USA. When R+F was first sold through major department stores like Nordstrom it was the TOP SELLING skin care line. R+F is now sold exclusively through independent consultants like myself.

AND

It is going international in less than 2 years. Canada – you’re first!

If you would like to learn more about the business and/or the products, visit my websites:

To learn how to get the best skin of your life!

And

To learn how you can make your dreams come true!

You can also meet Dr. Katie Rodan + Dr. Kathy Fields and learn why they started this new Anti-Aging company:

My United States Tomato

My United States tomatoes

A short time ago I was grocery shopping at Albertsons, the predominant grocery chain in my community. I was in need of a few tomatoes and was stunned to find that ALL of the tomatoes on display for purchase at my local Albertsons store were imported from either Canada or Mexico.

Two sided produce stand packed with tomatoes from Mexico and Canada

Not one. single. tomato. was from the United States.

Huh? How can that be?

I live in Montana. We are an agriculture state.

As I stood there with a perplexed look on my face, the manager of the produce department approached me and asked if I had found what I was looking for or if I needed help.

I took a deep breath, slowly let the air out while looking around at the other customers and then began…

“Do you have any United States tomatoes?”

“Do we have what?”

“United States tomatoes.”

“Oh…I’m…well, I think so.”

He walks around checking the labels on the various bins of tomatoes and the labels on the tomatoes themselves.

After he checks all the tomatoes on both sides of the stand, he says, “It looks like we have tomatoes from Mexico and Canada.”

“Yes, that is what I discovered also.”

Pause.

“How is it that a grocery store chain as big as Albertsons doesn’t have any United States tomatoes for sale? Would you say that most, if not all, of your produce customers are Americans?”

“Yes.”

“Then why is Albertsons choosing to support the citizens of Mexico and Canada over their own customer base? I find it hard to believe that there are no tomatoes available for purchase by Albertsons in the whole of the United States of America. All of your American customers are supporting your job and the jobs of the Albertsons’ executives, why is Albertsons not working harder to support the jobs of their customer base?”

“It’s probably more cost-effective for them to buy from Mexico and Canada.”

“Ahhh, for whom? You see, that’s why our economy is in the shape it is in. Companies like Albertsons choose to buy products for cheap from other countries and then turn around and sell those products to Americans — often for an inflated price. So, here’s the deal. I’m not buying any tomatoes from you today. Instead I am going to go post on Facebook that I could not find a single United States tomato from my local Albertsons grocery store.”

“Oh please don’t do that,” he said with kindness.

At this point I realized that we had a small audience of customers watching and listening…and one woman was watching and listening intently.

As people were nodding their heads in agreement I knew I needed to let this poor manager get back to his job and so I began talking with a friend who had come upon the scene.

I noticed that the produce manager began talking with the woman who had been watching and listening to our conversation so intently. I assumed that she was another customer with a question.

My friend and I continued talking as we moved into another aisle. She was telling me about her own experience over a cantaloupe.

We had been talking for about 15 minutes when the produce manager walked into our aisle smiling.

“I’ve been looking for you. I’ll have United States tomatoes here by tomorrow afternoon!”

I perked up.

“The woman that had been standing to the side listening to us was from Sysco. She said that she could deliver a case of United States tomatoes by noon tomorrow. Would that work for you?”

BIG SMILE. “Yes, that would! Thank you, James.”

The next day I returned to Albertsons.

Guess what…the United States tomatoes were there.

AND

They were cheaper than the tomatoes from Mexico and Canada!

United States tomatoes on the far right!

REQUEST

And

Buy American!

Rooting for Hailee Steinfeld…

I’m rooting for Hailee Steinfeld for several reasons. 1. She is the daughter of one of my best friends from my years as a Flight Attendant. 2. She is absolutely outstanding in her portrayal of Mattie Ross — just try saying the lines she was given as confidently and as naturally as she does. AND 3. While each and every actor/actress nominated is worthy of the honor, I’m flat out tired of Oscars given toward roles that portray women as dysfunctional or victims. Blaaach.

The character of Mattie Ross is like many women I know – courageous, intelligent, independent, strong and full of grit.