Steve Adubato is still my favorite example of an Italian-American, Jersey-bred celebrity. He’s a writer, TV host and political/social pundit. I like him because the reality that is Adubato belies the fake pop-culture stereotype of Italian-Americans as killer gangsters or people so dumb they only work for killer gangsters.
Steve tested my faith in him two years ago when he penned a piece for MSNBC about the finale of HBO’s “The Sopranos,” and he bought into the wrong idea that there’s even a scintilla of reality about the characters. Bizarrely, the hardworking, honest (and real) Adubato just couldn’t resist aligning himself and his family with the murderous, corrupt (and fake) Soprano family, with words like this:
For those of us who are Italian-American and live in New Jersey and have uncles or cousins who went away “to college” because they were somehow “connected,” "The Sopranos" has been a terribly guilty pleasure. Sometimes the series felt way too close for comfort. So provincial, yet so profound. There really are mobsters like Tony Soprano, even though guys like Silvio, Bobby Bacala, and Paulie Walnuts are a lot more typical. "The Sopranos" was true to life in so many ways. Talk to any guy who knows about the mob and they’ll tell you, “Chase got it right.”
Oh bullshit. Neither Steve Adubato nor anyone else in New Jersey ever knew a guy who killed one person a week including family members such as his cousin and nephew as the COMPLETLY FAKE character Tony Soprano did.
In response, I wrote a piece in the triCityNews called “Steve Adubato, Stunod, What Are You Thinking?” and took him to task for furthering the myth that the Italian aesthetic is fake guys like Corleone and Soprano when the truth is we are Michelangelo and Scalia.
Steve dropped me a note and complimented me on the column, which I thought was a class move from a real Italian-American, in contrast to what any of the fake and insulting stereotype Italian characters would do.
I thought I had Steve straightened out. Then I read this month’s New Jersey Monthly magazine.
While faulting the very anti-Italian MTV show “Jersey Shore,” for some reason, Adubato took a time out to say that when he would come to the shore in the summer, he “knew girls just like Snooki,” a character from the show.
Good grief. Can some psychologist please tell me why Adubato is compelled to find comradery with fictional characters that make Italians look awful? Particularly when he is walking, talking, living proof to the contrary?
MTV’s Jersey Shore show is even worse than the Sopranos. At least the Sopranos advertised that the characters are fictional. So are the characters on Jersey Shore, but the show tries to hide it. That makes it even more insidious and insulting to Italians.
The whole point of the show “Jersey Shore” is to show Italian-Americans as awful people. They paint the Italian flag on the house garage, have continuing references to Italians and even have the cast talk about Italian family values (in between all the causal sex and punching people). The producers glorify and promote the violence to make Italians look bad.
But here’s the rub – the actors on the show aren’t Italian – they’re just pretending to be. Reality show? Nope. Just actors playing a part.
Steve, did you ever wonder why on the whole season of the show they never used the cast member’s last names? Because their last names aren’t Italian.
The violence? It was all done by non-Italians. The cast member Ronnie who was arrested for punching someone has the last name Ortiz. The cast member “JWoww” who punched several people? Her last name is Farley.
And as for Snooki, well Steve Adubato, you’ve been snookered. She is Chilean, not Italian.
So I ask you Steve, when you came to the Shore as a young man, did ever really meet a Chilean actress hired by a TV network to act like a putana, the result of which is to make women with Italian surnames like your mother, sister, wife and daughter look bad? No, you didn’t.
The “Jersey Shore” actors are the 21st Century Step ‘n Fetchit. They are playing an acting role to promote a terrible stereotype for money, the only difference being that Lincoln Perry was black, where Snooki and the gang aren’t Italian. That’s worse. It’s akin to Al Jolson’s blackface.
I’m still your fan Steve, but this is strike two. The next time you feel the urge to join in the destructive stereotype of Italian Americans, please – remember the neighborhood!