This pretty much hits the nail on the head in terms of explaining the obsession Hollyweird nitwits have for Barry.
It's easy to pretend to be for the little guy by way of Socialism when you live in a fantasy world, want for nothing, and don't really have to come in actual contact with the unwashed, little people you pretend to care about. They believe that their pretense of caring about ordinary people insulates them from criticism about being so outrageously rich for doing little more than reciting words somebody else wrote.
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