Brooks, center, with Jess Boevers, Chris Hanke, and Milo the Rape Squirrel

No, not Kevin Spacey, you jerks.  Joseph Brooks, who won an Oscar for Best Original Song in 1977 for “You Light Up My Life”, has been accused by at least four women of luring them to his home with online casting calls, then sexually assaulting them while they auditioned.

When a woman responded to an audition call, the 70-year-old Brooks would tell her she’d be playing a prostitute and would have her drink shots and perform sex acts on him, police said. Some women believe they might have been drugged, police said. A woman from Seattle said she responded to an ad and after she arrived in New York, Brooks demanded she have sex with him.  Another woman told police Brooks sodomized her.

Brooks also wrote and directed the romantic comedy “You Light Up My Life,” for which the [Oscar-winning] song was composed. The movie stars Didi Conn as Laurie Robinson, a comedian who dreams of being an actress and has a one-night stand with a director. [Yahoo]

Yet another case of rape imitating art.  But what little boy out there hasn’t dreamed of writing a movie about the human condition, winning the Academy Award, and then using his fame to strongarm naive coeds well into his 70s?  It’s the American dream.  Look, I’m not trying to condone rape here, but ask yourself what’s worse: “raping” gullible actresses, or sodomizing little boys’ dreams?