Alright enough with the stupid Roe v Wade shit. Who cares. Let's get back to what matters. Hearing now from that no good Amber that the Capt kicked her from behind on a plane. Kicked her to the ground. He denies it ever happend, of course. But do I believe her? Yes. Yes I do. And here's why. The Disaster Artist. That rotten f*ucking Franco. What a piece of shit this guy is. She didn't need to take that movie. We all know about his FAKE acting classes. His little scheme to lure in desperate actresses under the auspices of honing their craft, which is a fancy way of just saving them from their miserable existence, like a new paralegal. God it's all so transparent. And he was jealous. Of course he was jealous. Franco's hip, a big STAR, her generation. Oh and a predator. The woman has no shame. Her evil knows no bounds.
Hollywood must be some place. It's not for the faint of heart. Keep fighting Capt Sparrow. Let the process do its thing. In the end whether the jury likes you or not is what matters most. And you are f*ucking Captain Jack Sparrow!