I am a goddamn sucker for a good interview, and this week dropped three incredible ones right into my lap that I can’t recommend enough: Bill Hader in The New Yorker, Penelope Spheeris on The A.V. Club, and now, Samuel L. Jackson in Esquire. Granted, it doesn’t redeem the bullsh*t Esquire pulled with the Bryan Singer exposé, but it does feature a candid Jackson giving zero f*cks, so I’ll take it.
On that note, I’m going to let Jackson’s words do the heavy lifting because I’m just some random blogger who’s marginally adequate at tossing zingers at Meghan McCain or the online nards who are mad that Captain Marvel has opinions even though she can’t pee standing up. Okay, technically she can, and I’d consider it a power move if she did, but you get my point.
Anyway, here’s Jackson making it very clear that he’s not going to be quiet about the racist moronburger sitting in the White House.
You’ve been vocal about Trump. A lot of people have their beliefs but are careful about stating them, because they don’t want to jeopardize their career.
I think we feel the same way that all of the motherf*ckers that hated Obama felt for eight years. So they said all that sh*t. They put f*cking pictures up on the Internet of Michelle sitting with her legs crossed with a d*ck hanging down. We feel the same way that they feel or they felt about Obama being the man, even though he wasn’t f*cking ruining their lives; he was trying to help their lives.
This motherf*cker is like ruining the planet and all kinds of other crazy sh*t. And the people think that’s okay. It’s not f*cking okay. And if you’re not saying anything, then you’re complicit. And I wouldn’t give a f*ck if I was a garbageman and I had a Twitter account; I’d tweet that sh*t out. I’m not thinking about who I am and what my job is when I do that sh*t.
This next part was especially great for me because I spent years running a “men’s site,” where I was routinely told by commenters to “stick to tits” whenever I expressed my political views — which only made me do it more — so I admire Jackson’s “f*ck ‘em” attitude, even though I know it’s backed by an insane amount of money that I’ll never come close to seeing even if I lived to be a billion.
Do you worry about antagonizing fans?
I know how many motherf*ckers hate me. “I’m never going to see a Sam Jackson movie again.” F*ck I care? If you never went to another movie I did in my life, I’m not going to lose any money. I already cashed that check. F*ck you. Burn up my videotapes. I don’t give a f*ck. “You’re an actor. Stick to acting.” “No, motherf*cker. I’m a human being that feels a certain way.” And some of this shit does affect me, because if we don’t have health care, sh*t, and my relatives get sick, they’re going to call my rich ass. I want them to have health care. I want them to be able to take care of themselves. This is how I feel. And I count to one hundred some days before I hit “send,” because I know how that sh*t is.
Yup, that’s the good stuff. Goddamn.
In the meantime, did I recommend reading the whole interview? You should really read the whole interview. It has everything from why Jackson will only do three takes to some solid Pulp Fiction anecdotes. Also, apparently he once took Martin Luther King, Jr.’s dad hostage during a college protest because, of course, that’s part of Samuel L. Jackson’s mythos. So if you want to step to that and say, “Excuse me, could you be a little bit nicer to President Sh*tposts?” knock yourself out. Let me know how that goes.
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