During the silent, transitional hours between Wednesday night and Thursday morning, father of three, influential actor and flamboyant racist, Hugh G. A. Hole, passed away—leaving behind a nation of heartbroken fans.
Hole, who had for decades been a giant of Hollywood, immediately skyrocketed into the public sphere after his first movie—“The Last Hurrah,” in which he starred as a valiant Confederate foot soldier, desperately trying to make his way home before Christmas—became the highest-grossing movie of all time.
But Hole was also a humble man, who felt at home giving back to his community. In addition to starting a college scholarship for aristocratic Caucasian males with blond hair and blue eyes, Hole was a major proponent for gentrification, which has helped shape the modern American city.
Yes, there was the whole blackface scandal, but it was the ’60s for crying out loud! To let that take away from the pure genius of his work in films such as “The Pale Kiss” or “The Supremacist,” just seems unpatriotic.
So many of us wish that, although he did plenty over his illustrious career to advance cinema and aggravate racial tensions, Hole could have continued babbling his senile ignorance for at least one more movie or election season. Surely, over the coming weeks, the Internet will become a singular homage to such a brilliant life of cultural relevance and unabridged racism. Rest in peace, you massive piece of shit.
