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Why is bin Laden Mad At Us?

Thursday, April 1st, 2010

Matthew Modine says we need to be asking the question.

The play that I’m in right now, making my Broadway debut, “The Miracle Worker,” is very much a story about communication. At first, you might think it’s a story about a student and a teacher, Helen Keller and Annie Sullivan. In a bigger sense, the story is about all of us being deaf and blind. And the struggle that Helen Keller has with her teacher is a struggle that all of us face when we don’t understand another person. When we find somebody or we have somebody in our lives in our families that don’t hear us, we have to find a different way to communicate to them so that they can hear us. You know, the miracle in “The Miracle Worker” is that Annie Sullivan found a way to put letters into Helen Keller’s hands and open up a world to her of communication so that she could speak finally. But we have to do that all the time in different ways with our children or with people who see things differently than us. Imagine if somebody were to really sit down with Osama Bin Ladin and say, “Listen man, what is it that you’re so angry at me about that you’re willing to have people strap bombs to themselves, or get inside of airplanes and fly them into buildings?” That would be the miracle if we can get, sit down and talk to our enemies and have a fine way for them to hear us.

Historical examples, please. What human conflict was ended because people took the time to form a greater understanding of each other?

In fact, who ever formed more positive thoughts about a culture of people by learning more about how they see things? I mean, it’s fascinating and all, but learning by itself isn’t going to put in positive feeling that wasn’t there before, and it certainly won’t get you to drop a grudge. If Osama bin Laden thinks we’re like Nazis, for example — well Good Lord, you can tell me all kinds of arcane bullshit trivia about Nazis all day long, lecture me on how they saw things, I’m pretty sure you’re not going to sell me on learning to like them.

I can think of one group of people who learned how another culture of people saw things, and formed some actual affection as a direct result of this: Tourists. And that’s just because they dropped three grand into the experience and want to make the most of the investment.

This notion that we can stop fighting by “sitting down and talking” is just the biggest crock that’s ever been sold, or among the biggest. It rates right up there with “Republicans and democrats both have the same goals in mind, just different ideas about how to get there.” Mindless pablum injected into the conversation by people who have no idea what they’re talking about, and like to listen to themselves.

Begone, court jester. Do your juggling, and then leave the stage. Know your place.

They Know They’re Better Than We Are

Tuesday, March 30th, 2010

I don’t think Sean Penn is kooky; I just think he likes Communists. When I say that, small-tee tim the godless heathen says I lost him right there. Alright, I’ll explain: “Kooky” is a write-off. Kooky means nuts. It means eating your own feces. It implies randomness. Noticing someone is kooky, is an implied directive that we shouldn’t pay too much attention to what it is they are saying.

In my opinion, Sean Penn’s ability to absorb genuine knowledge about these subjects that fascinate him, has been put to some legitimate question and he is an exceptionally dangerous man. This is not to say he can impose danger all by his lonesome. It is an observation that there is a great multitude of people who think like him, and this multitude can shape and direct events for the worse.

Their predilections are not random. They love thugs. “Thug” meaning — not just some guy who’s in charge of things, but a dictator determined to keep the proles in line. Power-to-the-people…but only a phony, cosmetic power, nothing real. George W. Bush trying to privatize Social Security, that is not their kind of “thug.” They like Hugo Chavez, who unilaterally decides what time zone his country is going to be in.

By sheer coincidence, Neo-Neocon was noticing this about our “intellectuals” the very same day.

The stupidity of supposedly smart men can be simply stunning. And that stupidity is not random; it tends to almost always go in the same direction, that of failing to understand the workings of the totalitarian and tyrannical mindset.

I think I have found a window into the world in which these egotists live. And that window’s name is James Lovelock, who is worried about climate change but convinced the human genome is too stupid to do anything about it.

“I don’t think we’re yet evolved to the point where we’re clever enough to handle a complex a situation as climate change,” said Lovelock in his first in-depth interview since the theft of the UEA emails last November. “The inertia of humans is so huge that you can’t really do anything meaningful.”

One of the main obstructions to meaningful action is “modern democracy”, he added. “Even the best democracies agree that when a major war approaches, democracy must be put on hold for the time being. I have a feeling that climate change may be an issue as severe as a war. It may be necessary to put democracy on hold for a while.”

“Evolved” is a peculiar description, in my opinion. If you follow the link you’ll find a picture of a gentleman who is ostensibly the speaker Lovelock. He looks grouchy and ill-tempered enough, but just as human as the rest of us.

But I’m going to go way out on a limb here — since this is the primary focus of what I’m writing about, now — and speculate. Somehow, something in my gut tells me Lovelock is not including himself in his comments. I’m double-checking the picture, he still looks human. A bright fellow like him must understand if there is a limit to how much you and I have evolved, it must apply to him as well. But I think not. I think the bright fellow has been told a few times too many, over his ninety years, what a bright fellow he is. And now there can be limits to my evolution, and to yours, but not to his. He’s not really human, in his own mind.

And this is the key. If we all get what Lovelock wants, and we suspend our democracy so we can fight climate change…something tells me, in Lovelock’s vision, Lovelock will still be allowed to say things. The rest of us will be put under martial law, and while border guards are demanding to see our papers, Lovelock can simply clear his throat and all the soldiers will drop their guns and clipboards, look up from their checkpoints, and find out what the esteemed thinker has to say.

He’ll then drone on about this thing over here was indeed part of his plan, this other thing over there was not. And that third thing, he’s still chewing on it, he’ll letcha know. The jack-booted statists will duly note all this and then go back to breaking into our doors and vanishing us in the middle of the night.

That is why I think Sean Penn is dangerous. That is why I think NN has been noticing what she’s been notcing about the intellectuals. This is not intelligence; it is lack of maturity. These people have tried out freedom, they’ve tried out real power going to the little people, and you know what? They don’t like it.

They’ve figured out it’s harder for them to be special that way.

They want a social stratification to take effect. They want a terracing of the human landscape. They want compartmentalization. They want an aristocracy, so that they can be part of it.

I doubt Mr. Penn is really all that ignorant about how people in Venezuela are treated. I think he knows. But he doesn’t envision himself living “down there” in his buddy Hugo’s country. Sean Penn would get the health care that is every bit as good as Hugo Chavez says it is…and he knows full well that this isn’t true of everyone living there.

I think that’s the point.

That’s why the “stupidity is not random.” It isn’t stupidity. It is weariness. It is the fatigue that comes from living down in the swamp, with the rest of the riff-raff.

When they know well they’re more evolved. It just isn’t right, you know.

Glenn Beck Absolutely Destroys Chris Matthews

Monday, February 1st, 2010

And the funny thing is, Beck does not demand Matthews be taken off the air, see his career brought to a sudden, inglorious end. Quite the opposite.

But he does make the point rather brilliantly, that this comment of Matthews’, before any & all others, m-u-s-t be considered to be what we are supposed to mean when we use that word “racist.” If Chris Matthews is not one, then there are none.

“He views everything with race in the glasses.”

Like I said before. Matthews is a libby, he’ll survive it just fine. Being a left-winger is sort of a license.

Hat tip to Good Lieutenant.

“One Scotch Away From Being Run Burgundy”

Saturday, January 30th, 2010

Regarding Chris Matthews’ moment, Jon Stewart…uh, comments.

Coffee, keyboard, be careful. I came pretty close to spewing there.

Look closely for me to say “I forgot Chris Matthews was an asshole for an hour.” My forgetfulness moment might be coming soon. It might…or, it might not. I’m thinking not.

From Ed Morrissey at HotAir.

Update: Had this in my notes as well: Matthews “clarifies” himself.

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Yeah, we’re getting past it alright.

Seriously: What a jerk. We’re past it all, in the sense that if you have nothing to say and you just want to showcase yourself as a lovable wonderful human being — particularly if you’re feeling the need to put up such an illusion — you can babble away some nonsense about race when race doesn’t have a goddamn thing to do with anything that’s going on. Therefore, we’re past it all in the sense that it is a regular phenomenon for racists to call non-racists racists.

Well news flash, buddy: We’ve been “past it” in that sense for a very, very long time. All Obama’s really done, there, is spread that poisoning a little bit thicker. Nobody anywhere has “come together” in this post-racial age on a damn thing. Nobody’s moved past a damn thing, at least, whoever hadn’t gotten over something by January 20, 2009, certainly hasn’t gotten over it since then. Where’s the exception to that? Point it out. I’d like to see it.

Our interracial harmony, our constructive thinking, our zeal to solve all the problems that have ailed our nation…under this President, thanks to puffed-up talking heads like you, these things are all moving in the general direction of a lawn dart. You deserve some credit for providing just one of many examples.

These self-important boobs are congratulating the rest of the nation on “getting past” our historical strife, very much the same way a woman of some significant social structure might congratulate a rival on losing some weight — if she’s set out with the purpose of being a real rancid bitch. Classic backhand-compliment, Desperate Housewives stuff. “Oh sweetie, you’ve lost so many of your chins! Just two to go!” Just pure bile. The very purest.

But, same ol’ story…he’s a libby, he’ll survive it.

Alyssa Milano’s Challenge to Corporations

Sunday, January 17th, 2010

Take that, corporations!

Last night, as I sat in the comfort of my living room, watching the news and obsessively checking my Twitter homepage for the latest developments, I felt completely helpless. I cried, and then I did the only thing I could do…I wrote a check to the U.S. Fund for UNICEF for $50,000. But I woke up this morning feeling that this wasn’t enough. As I sat in my bed trying to brainstorm how to raise more money…I turned to Twitter and tweeted the following:

*TWEET CHALLENGE* I just donated $50,000 to UNICEF for #Haiti relief. Which corporation will match my donation?

So… it’s on! I challenge any corporation to match my $50,000 donation to the U.S. Fund for UNICEF. 100% of every dollar will go directly to supplies that include tarpaulins, water-purification tablets, oral rehydration salts, family water kits, medical supplies, medical kits, food, shelter, and protection.

Who is up to this challenge? Will someone help me help the victims of this catastrophe?

Back last month, during her birthday, we noticed she was spinning away on the “Prove I’m a Good Person” cycle like a crazy obsessive-compulsive hamster.

Alyssa MilanoThis is a little bit worse than that, I think. You don’t have to study Ms. Milano very long to figure out that, if & when XYZ Corporation steps up and says “Why, we will do that Alyssa Milano! Here’s a check!” — there will be no gratitude, there will be no tweets about how XYZ Corp. is a swell bunch of guys, she takes back all the vile things she’s ever said about corporations…blah blah blah. There will be none of that. There’s no way they can win here. Now imagine yourself as some old guy with enough money to his name to live comfortably, with a spoiled rotten brat like Alyssa Milano as your niece “challenging” you to do this or that. Just to prove what a good-hearted adorable pixie she is, and what a towering asshole you are. No way to win. How quickly would that get old?

Corporations did nothing to cause the disaster. And yet here’s Alyssa Milano making them into the villain of the drama anyway. Why is that? We know she’s an Obama supporter now…or was…did she push for Hillary Clinton back in the early days? Because this is exactly the same way of thinking things out: Horrible story, it doesn’t have a bad guy anywhere in it, so I’ll manufacture one so I can point my finger and do some blaming.

You know what America really needs more than anything else? It needs some people who are ready, willing and able to do good things like donate Alyssa Milano’s $50,000…or $500…or less than that, because they’re donating whatever they can afford to donate…and not say a word about it. Yeah, I know, you can’t harness the power of “The Wave” without tweeting, or doing something like that. So maybe her heart is in the right place. But I kind of doubt it because when I see people working really hard to prove they’re good people, I immediately get suspicious. Can’t point to any one event that made me that way. I’ve just reacted that way, more and more, each year I’ve been on the planet. Comes from living real life and watching real people. When people need the validation from strangers that they’re decent, I just have to wonder what’s going on to keep this confirmation from coming from within.

Alyssa Milano is now a two-time offender in this department — and it seems to be what she’s all about. I just can’t help but wonder what she did that arouses this need for others to say “Alyssa Milano, she’s a swell cookie.” Why’s she feel so guilty? What’s she hiding? Yes, I’m deadly serious; not being funny.

I realize, also, that we might very well be up to our armpits in anonymous, quiet, life-saving donors. By definition, they are people about whom I cannot learn. But things like Milano-tweets of this sort, fill me with a dread that perhaps they’re not there after all. That maybe America is going through a phase in which, while we might be doing good things left & right, it’s all to recoup some of this validation-from-strangers — it’s all for show. And this is an idea I find to be awful. I recoil from the notion that this is a very real possibility, for if it is true, then the eventual results of such a condition cannot possibly be good.

Consider this to be my challenge to spoiled, vapid Hollywood celebrities to donate to worthy organizations for relief for Haiti — and not utter a single syllable about it. To anyone. Because, unlike Alyssa Milano, I’m genuinely curious about whether my challenge can be met. And if it were possible for me to get an answer to that (it isn’t possible, of course, by the very nature of the question) it would truly and immediately impact my opinion, for the duration, either way, positive or negative. No, I haven’t made up my mind on whether they got it in ’em or not, and yes, I’d really like to know.

Cross-posted at Right Wing News.

Update: This CNN link provides several ways to help out Haiti. Use ’em if you have the means to do so, and don’t tell me about it.

Conspiracy Theory with Jesse Ventura

Friday, December 18th, 2009

Was channel-flipping the other night, and caught a few minutes of former Minnesota Governor Jesse Ventura’s conspiracy thing. If you haven’t seen it, suffice it to say this is your idea of a documentary, if & only if you think Michael Moore puts out “documentaries.”

Could someone please get this man the help that he needs?

I’m going to break form here, and start picking on men now. There is a certain type of man who falls into this trap. You know Jesse Ventura’s speaking style. It is very distinctive, but it is not limited to him. Men are out there, men who may be fans of The Body Ventura. Or not. Maybe they detest him. Maybe some of them have never heard of him. But they still talk this way: E-flat, third octave below middle-C. Blah, bla-blah, bla-blah, bla-blah, bla-blah, bla-blah. Less confrontational than just-plain-bulldozing.

It reveals a mindset that only pretends to inspect things. A mindset unprepared for any kind of genuine discourse.

I think what happens is this: They float this trial balloon — in Jesse’s case it is “Bush knew about 9/11” but in other cases, it’s something more mundane like “I saw a UFO last night.” Or, let’s be fair, “Barack Obama was born in Kenya.” The moon landing was faked. The Cubans rubbed out JFK.

Someone else in the room, unprepared for the unrelenting assault emanating from the human subwoofer who has now monopolized the dinner conversation, throws in the towel, “Okay okay okay! You win!” Perhaps they say this on behalf of everybody else, or perhaps they speak only on behalf of themselves.

But I think what happens is, with that token victory achieved the trial balloon is a trial balloon no longer. Human subwoofer says to himself “I have no prevailed. I have conquered. I convinced someone. That is proof enough for me.” And from then on, it is absolutely inconceivable that the moon landing could have been real, or Obama could’ve been born in Hawaii, or that Bush wasn’t involved in the 9/11 attacks, or that Oswald acted alone or the “UFO” was just an optical illusion or funny aircraft. Those possibilities have now been dismissed. My conspiracy theory must be true; I convinced somebody of it with my magical juggernaut voicebox. That’s proof.

What kind of hope should I keep for this man? That he stays sane? That’s probably a lost hope. What if it isn’t, and he somehow retains his sanity after his flirtation with this theory has lost its luster? It’ll just be some other thing after that…some cool chestnut by which he makes a dinner-conversation conquest, and then the whole sick cycle will start again. Bill O’Reilly is really a Martian and the Rothschilds are taking over our money.

And so I will simply hope he gets the help he needs for his sickness. And maybe that he loses his voice. That is the root cause, after all.

Violence Actually Solves a Lot

Saturday, December 5th, 2009

That last scene seems to have been lifted straight out of my living room. Wonder if Crowder’s been spying on me.

Only a Wuss Would Be Afraid of Al Qaeda

Thursday, December 3rd, 2009

He of the phony documentaries, dirty baseball caps and mustard-stained sweatshirts, speaks his wisdom.

He’s been talking like this for a very long time — I recall a thick, racist anti-white undercurrent about this in “Bowling for Columbine” — and he isn’t the only one. I recall just a couple of weeks ago being recognized by John Hawkins at Right Wing News for a bit of my own keen insight…

Intellectualism has become the readiness, willingness and ability to call dangerous things safe, and safe things dangerous.

…and it seems in hardcore-MoveOn-lefty-land, there is a similar re-definition taking place with the concept of balls. Dangerous things are safe, safe things are dangerous. You can scream yourself hoarse about the 0.038% carbon dioxide in the atmosphere and how it’s going to boil us all to death, you still have plenty of balls. Hell, you’re a real He-Man, what with your speaking truth to power like that. But terrorists, who have actually killed people and are still trying to kill more? To recognize that simple truth makes you a real pussy. It’s all about the number of people actually killed…but, of course, when the subject changes to the carbon, the standard has to change as well.

The hard left has forgotten, quite some time ago, how to think. If Michael Moore knew how to think about things and was honest about the process, he’d immediately recognize that sometimes wusses are right, so whether this-or-that-guy is a “wuss” is irrelevant. He’s just name-calling. Name-calling like a third grader. It’s no big shocker that he’s a charlatan and a hack and a schyster and a flim-flam man. But the point needs to be made, because this cute little left-wing tactic seems to be getting out more, and spread around.

How long until we put the grown-ups in charge again?

Obama Calls Kanye a “Jackass”

Monday, September 14th, 2009

See Cassy’s place for the background info…

This year, Taylor Swift (one of my favorite artists) won Best Female Video, only to have the award ruined for her by a no-class idiot named Kanye West.
So, as Taylor Swift is in the middle of giving her acceptance speech, Kanye West storms onstage and takes the microphone from her, announcing that Beyonce should have won for Single Ladies. The camera pans to Beyonce, who looked mortified. Kanye then gives the microphone back to Taylor, who stands there looking like she’s about to cry. It was Taylor’s first VMA.

If that’s not strange enough for you — Politico has a brand-new bombshell to drop…

ABC’s Terry Moran set the Twitter-sphere all aflutter when he wrote:

Now, an ABC spokesperson explains to POLITICO what happened:

In the process of reporting on remarks by President Obama that were made during a CNBC interview, ABC News employees prematurely tweeted a portion of those remarks that turned out to be from an off-the-record portion of the interview. This was done before our editorial process had been completed. That was wrong. We apologize to the White House and CNBC and are taking steps to ensure that it will not happen again.

The White House had no immediate comment.

They reported the facts of what happened, now they acknowledge it was wrong and it will never happen again. Okee dokee.

Move along, folks. There’s nothing to see here.

Janeane is Projecting Again

Tuesday, August 25th, 2009

But that’s okay, she’s a real funny lady. Who cares if she’s chock full o’ hate.

“The functionally retarded adults, the racists – with their cries of, ‘I want my country back,'” she said. “You know what they’re really saying is, ‘I want my white guy back.’ They apparently had no problem at all for the last eight years of habeas corpus being suspended, the Constitution being [expletive] on, illegal surveillance, lied to on a war or two, two stolen elections – yes, the John Kerry one was stolen too. That’s not tin-foil hat time. That’s just…”

That’s just — leftists can’t lose elections. Every single time they lose, it must have been stolen.

The alternative being that mainstream Main Street Americans who don’t give a rip about conservatives or liberals, one way or t’other, get just as sick of liberals as they do of conservatives, and twice as fast. It’s impossible for the medium-horsepower leftist mind to ‘fess up to something like that…and so those evil twisted Diebold machines must have been up to shenanigans.

And nobody can disagree with His Obamaness about anything without being a cross-burning racist.

Hey yeah, she’s a crazy lady. But you just remember. Her, and her kind, are making all the decisions right now. Have a nice day.

O’Reilly Flips Out

Thursday, August 20th, 2009

We’ve all heard it, or most of us have heard it…over, and over, and over, and over and over again. This is, I believe, an enormous mistake on the part of those who are trying to impress us with the audio. There is so much taken away with discarding the visual.

For one thing, it’s a whole new level of funny. I laughed my ass off. And the other thing, perhaps closely related to the first thing, is…I’m somewhat inclined to see things Bill’s way here. The older I get, the more of a visceral reaction I have to the unclear instruction. You know how “unclear” is an anagram of “nuclear”? That’s because of me. Good instructions, most folks can follow — that’s why they’re good instructions. Shitty instructions take a special skill, and I don’t gots it. The more life challenges me to produce this talent I don’t gots, that I never once in my life implied to a single soul I gots, the more aggravated I gets. Big time. It’s like a one-legged man being challenged to kick butts. The five hundredth time, you’re ready to stand up on something, break something, and yell “I get it I get it I get it I get it, everyone can do it I can’t! Now stop it already!” I can feel the blood getting hotter as it is piped up into my head through my jugular. Maybe there’s more Irish in me than I thought.

Earlier this week I was in traffic court being led down this line and that line like a head of stupid livestock…and yet, even though I was livestock, I was still being called upon to make decisions. Nobody there understood these decisions. Rampant confusion. The impulse was damn near irresistible to jump up on the nearest table and yell at the top of my lungs, “Mutherfuckers, if it came naturally to us to follow shitty instructions we wouldn’t be here in the first place!”

But ya know, maybe that wouldn’t have gone over so well.

Bill O’Reilly shows wisdom (well…limited…this is the age of the YouTubes) in knowing where he can throw a temper tantrum. But he’s no more sanitized than I in his use of the King’s English, so watch your volume level and share the experience with some mature hardy souls who might appreciate it.

Culture of Corruption

Monday, August 3rd, 2009

Malkin in the lion’s den. Christ said to go where the sinners are, after all.

Moral equivalence, moral equivalence and more moral equivalence. “Whaddabout Bush? Whaddabout Bush? Whaddabout Bush?”

The depths to which some descend to avoid admitting they made a mistake…just amazing.

Here, here’s a shot of perspective. What do they say about us, and refusing to admit a mistake? Invading Iraq, right? Just so obviously the wrong thing to do, and we draw snickers when we refuse to admit it. Our tender fragile egos just get in the way, huh.

But — you don’t hear us yelling “Whaddabout Johnson?”

That’s because our side considers doing the right thing, to be several magnitudes removed from acquiring license to do the wrong thing. We haven’t been spending our entire lives looking for these licenses, so we don’t have this overstuffed inventory of excuses…”Yeah but that’s my private life so it doesn’t count”…”You’re a racist”…”I was abused in my childhood”…”Aw gee the other guy did something just as bad”…”I’ve only been President for six months”…”It was a botched joke”…”Yeaaarrrrggghhhhh!”

Right’s right. Wrong’s wrong. Conservatives are unreasonable and rigid that way. Just like life.

“Palin/King 2012” Has a Nice Sound To It

Monday, July 6th, 2009

As in, Congressman Peter King. I know a lot of misguided souls are out there saying Republicans need to embiggen the tent, but it seems to me the tent can remain tiny enough to exclude…y’know…moonwalking child molesters who aren’t even capable of looking at their own hideously mutated mugs in the mirror.

Rep. Peter King Unloads on Michael Jackson and the Media Circus Covering his Death

TMZ has the video. A soon to be classic where Rep. King asks why the media isn’t covering the dead in Iraq and Afghanistan with the same enthusiasm as the one-gloved-one. Some excerpts:

“He was pervert. He was a child molester. He was a pedophile.”

“The media has disgraced itself.”

“Would you let your child or grandchild be in the same room as Michael Jackson?”

One thing from Yours Truly regarding this tent-embiggening. The jibber jabber around it has lately crescendo’ed into a thunderous din, with the speculation about whether or not Palin’s career is over. You’ll notice nobody’s wondering about the democrat party embiggening their tent, and if you live on a sane planet or sub-planet as I do, you may have been wondering how-come-that-iz?

Because, of course, the democrat party isn’t under this magnifying glass. Nobody’s wondering about whether their tent is big enough for this-or-that. Is that because they have a universal tent? No. They exclude all kinds of people. They exclude more classes, and noses within the classes, than conservatives have ever thought about excluding. Housewives. Homeschoolers. Boy Scouts. Gun owners. Frank Ricci and people just like him. Meat lovers. People who want to pay extra money for a private health plan. Small business owners. People who don’t want to join a union. Catholics. Protestants. Parents who favor abstinence-education. Real men who want to raise their sons into even better real men. I can add to this list all day and night if I wanna.

It’s the irony. There’s some genetic weakness we all have — you see some leftist weirdo welcoming a pervert like Michael Jackson with open arms. Or some scumbag who’s on death row because he butchered a little girl and left the bloody pieces out in a field somewhere. We have this tendency…to which the weakest minds among us rapidly succumb…to think that leftist weirdo dude is equally accepting of all other bits of humanity. Why are we tempted to think such a thing?

Love your wife and kids, let ’em know it, take them to church, work hard and buy an insurance policy to cover them just in case — and these same leftist kooks won’t give you the time of day. They like perverts, degenerates, and terrorists who’d kill themselves to take a few innocent office workers with ’em. But the leftists aren’t called-upon to make their tent any bigger. Nope. Just the other guys, who are ready to stand up for law and order. They need to learn to flex.

Just freakin’ insane. It reflects poorly on any among us who choose to accept it.

Update: Here’s a link for any of the child-molester-defending, liberal, pro-kiddy-diddlin’, democrat, pro-degenerate, anti-decency, blue-state, liberal, democrat, pro-weirdo, anti-sensible-person, left-wing, liberal, democrat, anti-child, pro-child-exploiter, pro-pervert…did I remember to say liberal democrat? …concerned twisted strange activist/citizen types can donate their loot to punish Congressman King for his comments against a wonderful pop sensation. Who happened to molest little kids.

I stand by my comments. Up-with-decent-people, down-with-perverts — versus — up-with-perverts-down-with-decent-people, really is a left-wing right-wing issue. Even if there are some left-wingers who don’t quite get that.

Paris Hilton Doesn’t Know…

Thursday, May 7th, 2009

…like…anything at all about paying bills. Doesn’t even know what a cell phone bill looks like. That came out during a deposition after she got sued

The deposition offers several other glimpses into Hilton’s life, including her preference for David Letterman because Jay Leno asks questions she doesn’t like. She also acknowledges she’d never seen her own cell phone bills until attorneys showed her one in an attempt to figure out who she was calling.

Asked who gets her bills, she replied, “I don’t know. I’m assuming, like, whoever pays my bills. I never ask about that stuff.”

Wow. She doesn’t even know who pays them?


Before she gets to that, she might want to make a study out of things that are & aren’t good to say when someone sticks a microphone in your face.

Greenest Celebs

Wednesday, April 22nd, 2009

Ten of your favorite Hollywood halfwits, arranged into a slideshow. The ones that are “greenest” as compiled by some flibbertigibbet by the name of Jaime Honkawa.

These days, eco-celebs are popping up like pesticide-free greens on an organic farm. From Leonardo DiCaprio to Brangelina, these sustain-a-stars are getting their hands dirty and showing that they care about the environment—sometimes almost as much as they care about taking home that little gold statue. (Almost.)

We’re counting down the top ten sexiest do-gooders to see what they’re doing to make our world a better place, and just how hot going green can make you.

I don’t know how old Honkawa is. My guess is she’s still using fake ID to buy booze. After all, being green isn’t supposed to be synonymous with, or relational to, being “hot.”

She seems to be blissfully ignorant of the basic difference in concepts between doing little, and doing much. At no time is this more evident than when she profiles Leonardo DiCaprio —

In addition to all that he created the Planet Green docu-series “Greensburg” that follows the sustainable reconstruction of a town that was torn apart by a tornado. Oh yeah, he’s also developing an eco-resort on a private island in Belize—you know, just as a side project. All this, and he was on “Growing Pains.” [emphasis mine]

The name of the game, Jaime dear, is to cut down on pollution. DiCaprio “offset” this abundance of wonderful greenology with all his wasteful ways in times past…which is another way of saying, if his net carbon emissions are equal to or greater than the average, he isn’t green at all. Assuming you really think carbon is some kind of pollutant.

This type of eco-warrior-ing is just another form of bathosploration. That means, if you’re slobbering over how “much” someone is doing, you’ve completely missed out on the concept already. It is a form of nihilism; the object of the exercise, is to paint a hole on the ground, jump into it, and pull it in after you. Quietly. The task at hand, can be defined as: Make the world, upon the instant in which you leave it, resemble as closely as possible what it was the moment you entered it. Pass through it like crap through a goose. If you’re making noise doing whatever it is you’re doing, you’re just not trying. If you’ve got a long list of things you’ve been doing, likewise, you’re just not trying.

Thanks for playing, Jaime. Now try again. Or don’t, and say you did.

Garofalo Says Tea Party People Are Racists

Sunday, April 19th, 2009

Is Janeane Garofalo the author of that goofy Homeland Security “report”?

I have to ask, because the logic is so similar. You know: I have this bad thing to say about those people…I have that bad thing to say about those people…I can’t substantiate any of it, I just sorta pulled it out of my rear end.

So even if she isn’t the author, she is to be thanked for giving us a face paired up with that kind of mindset. Which could come in handy — in case anyone was tempted to put too much faith in that mindset being in any way stable.

These people won. They won just about everything. That’s supposed to mean, in addition to all this authority, they’ve got the responsibility that goes with it. Why all the hating? Why all the fear? Don’t they have something more pressing to do with their time?


Saturday, April 18th, 2009

Wonder Woman Seriously Lacks Perspective

Saturday, March 28th, 2009

Yet another Obama supporter play-acts like she’s going to say something positive about her idol — positive and substantial. And then…frustratingly…just slips into dormant, don’t-take-me-seriously, weenie-talk just like the rest of ’em. Time index 0:38:

Whether or not you like him or you don’t like him…he…he really is…um…(under breath) he really is an interesting guy.

So was Charles Manson. But whether or not you like Obama…supporting Him because of His policies, has turned out to be the biggest failure in American political history. Assuming anyone anywhere supports Him because of policies, which is doubtful.

But the mind-blowing moment comes further in. Ms. Carter understands, explicitly, that hers was the loyal opposition for the last eight years, and “there’s a loyal opposition now.” But you need to “give the guy a break” or else you’re spreading hate.

Hate is being spread now. And I guess it wasn’t spread before.

Yeah, whatever. I suppose it’s human nature to see something ugly in people who don’t agree with you about things, and to fail to see something ugly on your side of the fence.

But I really don’t see how these people get dressed in the morning and start walking around. There wasn’t any hate before, against Bush and Cheney? Really?

But there’s one nice thing I can say about Lynda Carter: Three decades ago, she looked appealing in a Wonder Woman costume.

That may not seem like saying much. But the curious mind cannot help but wonder: What positive things can the hatred-free Lynda Carter say about a Republican?

Update: I think the time has come for us all to admit that the word “hate” has been re-defined. It doesn’t mean what it used to mean anymore.

Nowadays — when Ms. Carter’s usage of it is actually correct, although a generation or two ago it would not have been — it has come to mean this:

What you are full of when I happen to like something, it’s my perception that a whole lot of other people like it as much as I do, and you don’t.

I think that explains why it doesn’t work for George W. Bush. People can hate him, and not be hateful. They can say they hate him, and not be hateful. They can stand right in front of you and yell that they are bristling with hate for George Bush, and not be hateful.

They can make movies about George Bush’s assassination…fantasize openly about Bush’s murder…and not have any of what we now call “hate.”

Former President Bush just isn’t very popular. Barack Obama is.

So you have to love Obama just all to pieces, or else you’re full of hate.

Now, after a time Obama is bound to stop being popular. His tactic for dealing with His own failures, it’s been proven again and again by now, is to talk about inheriting a crisis. That is likely to be far more effective now, some seventy or eighty days into His presidency, than, say, a thousand days into it…and you’d better believe He and His public relations people are worried about it. It is a countermeasure of diminishing potential.

And so when Obama is unpopular — not if, but when — can you courteously turn in your Obama Fan Club membership card, without being a hateful prick? Those of us who are old enough to have lived through Jimmy Carter’s disasters already know the answer to that one. And I’m not gleeful about it. It is an ugly, ugly process to behold, when the public recaptures its ability to think rationally in the face of disasters it demanded.

It has to do with the interest rates being pushed upward by government borrowing. We haven’t seen it take place, quite like it did back then, since…well, since Lynda Carter was playing Wonder Woman.

A whole bunch of stuff goes to hell, within a tight enough timeframe that it’s impossible to ignore how they’re all related to each other. And it doesn’t work to blame the guy-that-came-before. Believe me, Jimmy Carter had that blame-the-predecessor stuff down cold. And his predecessor was a little bit of a likable-dunce type, or at least, came off that way. It was easy. Carter deployed this time-tested strategy under the very, very best of circumstances.

It didn’t work for long. That one’s a sprint, not a marathon.

But that’s Obama’s problem. Ours is with this word “hate,” and how we use it, today, quite incorrectly in my view. It really is like something out of high school. I like high-top sneakers, we all like high-top sneakers, they’re the “in” thing, they’re all over the place, so if you don’t like them you must “hate” them and that gives everyone else a license to mistreat you in whatever way they see fit because you aren’t wearing the “cool” stuff. Everyone who’s been through high school understands, it really doesn’t have that much to do with attire; it’s a social code about being “into” certain things. And if you’re an outlier, then you become a target of…well…that stuff, that back in the day, had that word “hate” fastened onto it, such a long time ago. The classic definition. Extreme acrimony toward a designated target.

And the people practicing it don’t understand that they’re doing it. They’re too busy calling other things hateful.

Ms. Carter, I’m afraid you’ve become a rather poor ambassador for building goodwill between Paradise Island and Mans’-World. I always got the impression Wonder Woman was an emblem of reason and discretion; a representation of why it just might be a good idea to have women make more decisions about things. Sort of an embodiment of all those elements of real maturity that girls tend to accumulate faster than boys. Like, Wonder Woman could be bound by her own tell-the-truth magic lasso, and her heart is so pure there would be no paradigm shift involved, no coercion, kinda what-you-see-is-what-you-get.

That can’t be the case with you — you don’t even know what real hate is. What a disappointment; kinda like learning there’s no real USS Enterprise. Guess I expected too much.

I’m still in favor of women keeping the right to vote, though.

Leave Me and Demi Alone!

Wednesday, February 4th, 2009

Ashton Kutcher, once his and wife Demi Moore’s celebrity-paychecks have been deposited and they have their mobs of adoring fans, would like to be left alone.

Even though Kutcher has become the unofficial poster celebrity for Twitter, he decided to take to MySpace for his “brief retort to the critics”—after all, tweets are limited to a mere 140 characters each, and he has plenty to say.

Kutcher addresses many of the recent attacks against him…Among the highlights:

Kutcher admits it was probably wrong to air his complaints via the Web about his neighbor’s early-morning construction work, but argues he should be allowed to sleep in peace and quiet. “Yes I live a very fortunate life and for that I am very greatful [sic],” he writes. “I do however work for a living. I have a family that I support and a company that I run daily. And I cherish the 4 to 6 hours that I sleep a day.”
As for his new love of twittering, he insists he and wife Demi Moore hope it helps them better connect with their fans. “We have dedicated ourselves to building a coalition to abolish 21st century slavery and are smart enough to know that we can’t do it alone,” he explained. “But truth be told we are having fun connecting with people and if we are to be defamed for doing so, so be it.”

This is my third post about Ashton Kutcher and his big blow-up at the construction folks; perhaps my obsession is due to the weirdness of the juxtaposition between everyday “owl feces cougar placenta jack bone dick!” Ashton, and the “I Pledge” Ashton.

Let’s be fair to Ashton; we are all Ashton Kutcher.

Or at least, all the folks who voted for Obama wanting to bring about this “hope and change.” There’s a little bit of Ashton Kutcher in each of ’em.

The thing that shines through here, about which it seems nobody wants to talk really, is that it’s really hard to keep your perspective on things like voting for strangers you’ll never actually meet, and seeing a dividend come out of that in your everyday life. Barack Obama can’t stop construction workers from waking up Ashton Kutcher earlier than Ashton wants to be woken up, any more than Obama can find some qualified nominees whose taxes are in order. But who cares? The American political scene has a systolic and a diastolic. When the current-year is divisible by four, people care. When it isn’t, they don’t. They forget all about the pledges they took to be better people, “meet my neighbors,” “find out their name,” “give ’em a smile”…and start tweeting on Twitter about owl feces jaguar dick, or what-not.

As for the twenty-first century slavery, I have no idea what he’s talking about there. (I checked his page and he doesn’t elaborate.) I would think the first step to abolishing it would be defining it.

Could he be talking about members of Congress who impose tax rules on the rest of us, and then ignore their own rules?

Well, that’s the lesson here. Those know-it-alls from last year who were so sure Obama was the answer to all the nation’s problems, don’t really care. They’re just a bunch of Ashtons. And deep down, I think they all understand they weren’t really making a logically effective or beneficial decision, quite so much as participating in a social event; wanting to “Be A Part Of This Thing.” During the odd-numbered years they really don’t give two shits one way or t’other.

That should be of intense interest to the rest of us. It ought to captivate our attention enough for us to remember the next time we walk into a voting booth, because during the odd-numbered years, people in power are still making decisions. Even when the people who voted for them, have forgotten all about the whole thing and are busy tweeting away and cussing out construction workers.

Pledge Broken

Friday, January 30th, 2009

Remember that four-minute clip that had our good blogger friend Buck ready to vomit in his own shoes before it reached the two-minute mark?

Last week Big Hollywood drew attention to a 4:13 video directed by Demi Moore and starring [Ashton] Kutcher and fifty-six of their famous friends and intended to “illustrate how they will help make the nationwide change, inspired by President-elect Barack Obama, a reality.”

One of the central tenets of the pledge is to be more neighborly.

From the script — “I pledge”:

Ioan Gruffudd: “to meet my neighbors”…
Rex Lee: “Find out their names”…
Cameron Diaz: “I am gonna give ‘em a smile”…
Tatyana Ali: “And ask them how I can be of service to them”…

Bad Boy Ashton just wasn’t up to it, it would seem.

The smiling and community service-mindedness ended Thursday morning on the affluent side of Beverly Hills. According to TMZ, “Kutcher went absolutely insane when he was woken up by a neighbor who started construction on a house at 7:30 in the morning.”

Wearing his morning fedora, Kutcher chose to videotape and chronicle the inconvenience online.

Among Kutcher’s early morning Twitter offerings:

“this SOB owl feces cougar placenta jack bone dick!”

“Jack ass 7am building a goddamn fort next to my house f’in up my view and noise polluting the entire f’in neighborhood with pounding steal”

“holy moly I’m gonna lose it!”

“this ass clown has another thing coming!”

“I’m gonna kill my neighbor”

Ah, sweet, sweet, snotty left-wing insincerity and hypocrisy.

Makes me wanna grab a bite of Wagyu.

Palin Is At Least As Ready To Be Vice President, As Baldwin Is To Be a Dad

Wednesday, December 17th, 2008

I thought this was just a stellar performance by Joy Behar, challenging Alec Baldwin on his assertion that Sarah Palin couldn’t have been Vice President.

Baldwin: Well, she was entombed in Secret Service agents. And they had to — they covered the entire floor and the elevator, and the entire … and they closed off the street. There had to be 950 Secret Service agents …

Behar: Yes.

Baldwin: … because she’s the vice presidential candidate.

Behar: Do you think that [Baldwin’s “30 Rock” co-star] Tina [Fey]’s impression of her did anything to the election? I mean, do you think it had anything …

Baldwin: People say it did. But, I mean, I couldn’t possibly comment on that. I wouldn’t know. But people say that it did. I want to think that — I don’t really know. I have more faith in the American people. I can’t imagine that they would let that sway them. …

But I think that the correct answer is that what Tina did, and so beautifully, was just underline what was already out there in the journalistic zeitgeist and on the record, which was the woman was not ready to be the vice president of the United States.

Behar: Yes.

Baldwin: She just wasn’t.

Behar: Do you think she knows that — or knew that?

Baldwin: I think it was a win-win for her to be the nominee. She’s only the second woman to be the nominee in this country.

Behar: Yes, right.

Baldwin: … And I think that, you know, for her, it’s just full speed ahead now for her career, or whatever she wants to do.

Wow…that’s just a hard-hitting interview, there. No, I know Behar isn’t going to ask the obvious — “What exactly is it a Vice President needs to do that Sarah Palin can’t do?” But it’s telling that this interview went to Behar instead of to Bill O’Reilly or Sean Hannity.

The idea that Sarah Palin can’t do something — anything, really — is an idea that can’t stand up to challenge. It ends up looking good, only if everyone in proximity slobbers all over it and supports it.

Really, what should a Vice President know how to do that Palin has shown she can’t do? Name me five things. Name me one.

In fact, take everything you’ve ever heard about what people are supposed to be able to do, when they’re Vice President. Now, lop off from that, everything you’ve ever heard since August 29, 2008. Is there anything left? No. The fact is, Sarah Palin was over-qualified for this office, if anything.

Alec Baldwin being a dad, on the other hand…well…I’ll just not comment any further on that.

Update: Not entirely related — but I don’t want to start a whole new post just to bash poor Mr. Baldwin one more time. Nevertheless, I just have to make a record of what follows. Gov. Palin, you see, has been associated in proximity with animal remnants…as has Baldwin…however, only one of the two of them has been a spokesperson for PETA.

Seriously. I just can’t get over the idea that Alec Baldwin doesn’t think Sarah Palin is ready for something.

I’d love to have her as my Vice-President. Or President. Or Ambassador, Senator, Governor, you name it.

Alec Baldwin, I wouldn’t trust to watch my kids on a Saturday night.

“Hottest Celebrity Moms”

Tuesday, November 25th, 2008

They’re here. Every single one of them looking fantastic, of course. Which is the point…

There are plenty of beautiful actresses out there, many of who[m] have stayed young and beautiful after having children.

The sensitive males, like yours truly, will be pleased to know the small-dee dad is occasionally worth mentioning.

Todd Palin didn’t make that cut. Sorry, Todd.

Actress Melanie Griffith has three children, one for each of the men she has married.

Way ta go, Mel.

Think of the ChildrenThere’s also a huge flock of oyster-gals reproducing asexually…I would guess…though I tend to think reality is something in the opposite direction from that. Just like the old bearded aliens speaking perfect English greeting Captain Kirk to their paper mache planets, always with the one nubile alien daughter who needs to be taught how to kiss. No momma worth mentioning, alive or dead. Except this is Earth, Hollywood exactly; and the shoe’s on the other foot now. Women give birth. Women have kids. What the guys are doing in there, well, nobody really knows…they’re just rattling around, dropping seed in random places that’s scooped up by someone else eventually.

It’s really sad how self-defeating this is. I understand the point — “real” women have kids and then worry about whether they’ll stay attractive. So this gives them hope. I get that. Hope for what? And, as Edna Krabappel Helen Lovejoy famously said, won’t someone think of the children? It doesn’t seem to be in their best interests for their small-em mom’s market value to be kept up, just in case she figures out she’s done a better job keeping up her “resale value” than that schlubby husband of hers called dad.

So it’s not about the kids, it’s about small-em mom’s self-esteem. Well — what about the moms who’ve already made up their minds that after five or six kids, their market value is spent, and they’re still so in love with the capital-D Dad that they don’t give a rat’s ass about it? What about them? I don’t think it does anything for them to be told how great Brooke Burke looks…after reproducing repeatedly, and apparently all by herself.

So when you start out trying to feel good about yourself, instead of trying to do right by people who are counting on you — you end up accomplishing neither one.

And…you can’t play “musical dads” without diminishing the role of dad. Hope that doesn’t cheese anyone off. I know a lot of folks out there were raised by perfectly decent stepdads and think the world of ’em. But now that you have sons and daughers of your own, you’d want the daughters to get hold of a decent guy and stick with him for life, wouldn’t you? And you’d want the sons to raise their own kids, rather than taking on someone else’s, or leaving their own kids to be raised by some other guy.

Maybe — just maybe — it all starts with thinking of the Dad as someone worthy of a Capital Dee. Someone worth mentioning.

The Obama Supporter’s Bedfellows

Friday, October 31st, 2008

Go ahead and vote for your Messiah. Just know who’s punching the same chad you are, that’s all I ask.

After all, some of you have been making quite a lot of noise about our bedfellows. It’s only sensible that you put some thought into who’s under your own sheets.

JongErica Jong, and some of her comments as translated from an interview she gave to the Italian magazine Corriere della Sera:

Here’s a translation of Jong’s more spirited quotes to the Milan-based Corriere, as selected by [Christian] Rocca.

“The record shows that voting machines in America are rigged.”

“My friends Ken Follett and Susan Cheever are extremely worried. Naomi Wolf calls me every day. Yesterday, Jane Fonda sent me an email to tell me that she cried all night and can’t cure her ailing back for all the stress that has reduces her to a bundle of nerves.”

“My back is also suffering from spasms, so much so that I had to see an acupuncturist and get prescriptions for Valium.”

“After having stolen the last two elections, the Republican Mafia…”

“If Obama loses it will spark the second American Civil War. Blood will run in the streets, believe me. And it’s not a coincidence that President Bush recalled soldiers from Iraq for Dick Cheney to lead against American citizens in the streets.”

“Bush has transformed America into a police state, from torture to the imprisonment of reporters, to the Patriot Act.”

She also laments that not all of America’s men of letters share her devotion to Obama.

“Tom Wolfe and John Updike are men of the right and Philip Roth is at this point a hermit who leads a monastic life in Connecticut, far from everything and everybody.”

I would also request you watch the first four minutes of Idiocracy (2006), specifically, the part about what happens to the human race once it is free of natural predators. No natural predators. The necessity to think independently, to resist, to defend, to try and try again, to simply string together words that make some sense — all removed. Nothing left to do except to get along with each other…by sharing a conviction to vote for a thoroughly underqualified candidate for U.S. President.

That’s exactly what’s happening.

Think of an entire species of humanoid, isolated in an ecosystem, each specimen of which is so delusional and addle-minded to seriously believe Dick Cheney is pulling troops out of Iraq in case Obama loses and blood starts running in the streets so he can lead them against the citizenry. Think of such a species starting from scratch, with the wheel yet uninvented and fire yet undiscovered. How far would they get? Indoor plumbing? Electric heating? Calculators? Nuclear fusion?

Penicillin? Voting machines?

Sense to come in out of the rain?

We’re thinking of putting — about to put — people in charge who ought rightfully be sat at the far end of the dining hall, at the kiddie table. Seriously.

Hope Ms. Jong’s back gets better.

H/T: Boortz.

AN IDEA BOMB to Lindsay Lohan: Thanks But No Thanks

Thursday, September 18th, 2008

Obama/Biden, which is an anagram of “An Idea Bomb,” just avoided a real idea bomb. Someone who works there and grapples with the real responsibility of making decisions that matter…must have been sick that day. Pity.

Lindsay Lohan wanted to stump for Barack Obama, but was turned down with a polite ”thanks, but no thanks,” the Chicago Sun-Times reports.

The trouble-prone actress offered to host a series of events aimed at younger voters, but the Democratic presidential candidate’s camp wasn’t interested, the paper says.

Lohan ”is not exactly the kind of high-profile star who would be a positive for us,” a top source on the Obama team told the paper.

Well, that’s okay. We know Lindsay Lohan is the kind of Hollywood starlet who exemplifies all that hopey-changey goodness An Idea Bomb has in mind for the country.

Lohan and her all-but-confirmed girlfriend Samantha Ronson recently bashed Republican vice presidential hopeful Gov. Sarah Palin on Lohan’s MySpace blog.

“I really cannot bite my tongue anymore when it comes to Sarah Palin,” Lohan wrote, urging people to vote for Obama. “Is it a sin to be gay? Should it be a sin to be straight? Or to use birth control? Or to have sex before marriage? Or even to have a child out of wedlock?”

Click here to read the blog post

Oh…goodie…yes, let’s lower our I.Q. by a few points. Click that link. Must…stop…mousey clickey finger of doom…oh no, can’t hold it. ++Click++

I really cannot bite my tongue anymore when it comes to Sarah Palin.

I couldn’t be more supportive of a woman in office, but let’s face it, it comes down to the person, and their beliefs, male or female.

Is it a sin to be gay? Should it be a sin to be straight? Or to use birth control? Or to have sex before marriage? Or even to have a child out of wedlock?

I find it quite interesting that a woman who now is running to be second in command of the United States, only 4 years ago had aspirations to be a television anchor. Which is probably all she is qualified to be… Also interesting that she got her passport in 2006.. And that she is not fond of environmental protection considering she’s FOR drilling for oil in some of our protected land…. Well hey, if she wants to drill for oil, she should DO IT IN HER OWN backyard. This really shows me her complete lack of real preparation to become the second most powerful person in this country.

Hmmmm-All of this gets me going-Fear, Anxiety, Concern, Disappointment, and Stress come into play…

Is our country so divided that the Republicans best hope is a narrow minded, media obsessed homophobe?

I know that the most important thing about this election is that people need to exercise their right to vote, regardless of their choice… I would have liked to have remained impartial, however I am afraid that the “lipstick on a pig” comments will overshadow the issues and the fact that I believe Barack Obama is the best choice, in this election, for president…

Palin’s Desire to “save and convert the gays”-really??

According to this Associated Press story, the church of Alaska Governor Sarah Palin is hosting a kind of conference devoted to the “conversion of Gays” — no kidding.

Here’s the AP text:

ANCHORAGE, Alaska (AP) ? Gov. Sarah Palin’s church is promoting a conference that promises to convert gays into heterosexuals through the power of prayer.

You’ll be encouraged by the power of God’s love and His desire to transform the lives of those impacted by homosexuality,” according to the insert in the bulletin of the Wasilla Bible Church, where Palin has prayed since she was a child.

Palin’s conservative Christian views have energized that part of the GOP electorate, which was lukewarm to John McCain’s candidacy before he named her as his vice presidential choice. She is staunchly anti-abortion, opposing exceptions for rape and incest, and opposes gay marriage and spousal rights for gay couples.

I feel it’s necessary for me to clarify that I am not against Sarah Palin as a mother or woman.

Women have come a long way in the fight to have the choice over what we do with our bodies… And its frightening to see that a woman in 2008 would negate all of that.

Oh, and…Hint Hint Pali Pal- Don’t pose for anymore tabloid covers, you’re not a celebrity, you’re running for office to represent our, your, my COUNTRY!

And in the words of Pamela Anderson, “She can suck it”..

Lindsay- “I have faith that this country will be all that it can be with the proper guidance. I really hope that all of you make your decisions based on the facts and what feels right to you in your heart-vote for obama!”

Samantha- “I love this country- however i wasn’t born here and don’t have the right to vote- so i beg of you all to really do your research and be educated when you cast your vote this coming november…. and if you’re in doubt- vote for obama! Mainly because if she gets elected my green card probably won’t get renewed!!!”

Lindsay and Samantha

Same brain-dead pap we get from all the other intellectual lightweights in Tinseltown.

Palin is not on record, so far as I know, wanting to lock up homosexuals. Or to parade them in a town square in stocks and chains. Or even to poke jokes at them. Or to force them to convert, or hold them as a captive audience for some religious ceremony intended to so convert them.

She has private views about whether homosexuality is normal or not, and she has an opinion about what to do with this marriage-definition question. And, if she is indeed tied into this “Pray Away The Gay” thing as it’s sometimes called — which, I notice, is not substantiated anywhere — is willing to pray for it. And by the way, that is a right she has as a private citizen, guaranteed over and over again in the writings of the Founding Fathers, and added to our Constitution through the First Amendment.

People like Lohan aren’t willing to tolerate it. They think, in order to be a tolerant society, we have to lock down the people who have these beliefs. Or, not just the people who have ’em, but the ones who are associated with them as well. Keep them from running for higher office, or saying anything. After all…+++chuckle+++…they see it as “intolerant.” +++snicker+++

Daddy Lohan fights back:

For Barack Obama to condemn my daughter for past indiscretions when he admitted to the exact same himself is indicative of what kind of president he would be.
His visions of a positive future for this country should be representative of a positive future for people as well. It is looking beyond the difficult times and letting go of the past…Obviously, Obama can do this for himself and not others, when in fact a good president should have hope for all.

Silly starlet-daddy. Liberals never mean “everyone” when they run around using words like “everyone.” You’re just figuring that out?

Tough break on the An Idea Bomb people, Lindsay. Try calling back a different day and getting hold of a different operator. Maybe you’ll get a different answer. I hope so. Can’t wait to see you on the campaign trail. Just wipe your nose first.

From Madonna’s Lips to Our Ears…Foolishness

Tuesday, August 19th, 2008

Me, Friday:

Because, now that I give it another think, I see we have a variation here that is newer than that other ancient one, and perhaps more dangerous: That is complete agnosticism about where evil is.

This is different from the guy who calls evil good, and good evil. He, at least, must make the concession that there is such a thing as evil. And much of the time, he’ll either place some value on human life, or pretend to do that much. Capital punishment is a great example. I say “Hey, admit it or not, there are some guys who will kill again if they’re allowed to live; you can’t hold them in the prisons, especially when you have liberal hippies running around, unleashed, struggling to come up with new excuses every year for releasing criminals from prison.” You come back at me and say “Waitaminnit, how can you say killing is wrong, and then prove it by killing someone?” And we debate back and forth. Me with the law-and-order argument, you with the Sean Penn Susan Sarandon argument.

At least we are both placing some value on human life; or pretending to.

Not so with the moral relativist who crusades on “weeeeelllllll…ya just gotta keep an open mind.” That is a new level of ignorance.

And it must, inevitably, metastasize into the darkest, purest form of evil. For it doesn’t place a value on human life, nor does it pretend to.

Divine Kismet of the Cosmos (of some kind):

Hey, there goes that Morgan K. Freeberg guy babbling away with his foolish nonsense again. We’d better make some stuff happen. Some stuff that will make Freeberg’s foolish nonsense look sensible. Let’s get to work.

Madonna, quoted in Kyle Smith’s column, Sunday (H/T: Karol again). Commenting on her upcoming film I Am Because We Are, she gives herself the fiftieth-birthday gift of making an enormous fool out of herself. Which raises a problem for her: How’s this different from any other day?

Thank you Divine Kismets. Although I have a feeling Madonna didn’t need much of a nudge to say something idiotic.

“When you think about the way people treat each other in Africa, about witchcraft and people inflicting cruelty and pain on each other, then come back here and, you know, people taking pictures of people when they’re in their homes, being taken to hospitals, or suffering, and selling them, getting energy from them, that’s a terrible infliction of cruelty. So who’s worse off? You know what I mean?”

Whoa. At first you think she’s going to be banal, if gracious, in acknowledging that paparazzi aren’t as bad as what Africa faces. Then you realize she’s saying the opposite. “Inflicting cruelty” = “Terrible infliction of cruelty.” She thinks being photographed is the same as the African horror show. Also: she thinks Africa’s big problem is witchcraft? “God’s going to have his revenge,” she said, at a dark moment, referring not to genocide in Africa or suicide bombings in Israel, but Martin Bashir, whom she suggested should be the Lord’s next thunderbolt target – for making a documentary on Michael Jackson.

Of her film on Malawi, which includes scenes about a young widow who must submit to being raped three times a day to “cleanse” her, Madonna said, “It’s not my place to judge that tradition. But to have a conversation with a village headsman and say, ‘Do you realize this is spreading a deadly disease?’ and have him say, ‘Yes, but there’s nothing I can do’ is mind-bogglingly frustrating. But we drop bombs on children during wartime, so you think, ‘Who’s practicing black magic?’ ” So ritualized rape is OK if you use a condom, and anyway the real horror story is the United States. [emphasis mine]

That needs to go into the List of Things People Say to Get Attention file, because even with a skewed value system this makes no sense at all. You can’t look at it and go “Oooh, look at Madonna, what a wonderful person, she’s so non-judgmental and everything.” You can’t say that, because inside of a sentence or two she’s judging, and making a big show out of doing it.

She’s fifty and ageless, so it’ll have to be a few decades before she drops from natural causes. But whenever that happens, at whatever age, wherever medical technology is at that point — there has to be something to be learned from dissecting her brain to see what wrinkles are on it. Arrangements must be made. If it were up to me, I’d put her brain on the list in front of Einstein and Beethoven’s. Something is simply not clicking in there.

Just Noticed Something About the Lou Grant Effect

Saturday, July 19th, 2008

The “Lou Grant” effect is a creation of Bill Whittle, who confesses to having rambled a bit in this pre-Iraq-invasion essay. To do as fair a job as I can summarizing it, the Lou Grant effect is this: The more capable a made-up character is at grappling with hard-boiled reality, telling good apart from evil, showing action in the face of danger, being able to tell a fact apart from an opinion, et al, the more ditzy, airheaded, peace-luv-rock-n-roll is the actor who plays him.

He’s got a few more examples of this than you might think. But a warning: After de-fattening, his essay is still an impressive 84 paragraphs in length. A little light reading for ya. If you must have an excerpt, this is probably my favorite one, toward the end…

As long as celebrity worship is about who’s dating whom and what gown was worn at what self-congratulatory award show, there is really very little harm in all this. But when people with this degree of influence over the public step into the political arena, we might perhaps be a little concerned that all of the fact-checking, criticism and downright surveillance that the press correctly applies to political figures is completely lacking when it comes to celebrity proclamations. So they get to have things both ways. They have the influence without the responsibility. They can claim that they are just a citizen exercising their right to their opinion, and in this they are absolutely correct.

But is it too much to ask, that in return for all of the largesse and privilege and adulation that we lay at the feet of these idols, that perhaps they develop some cogent, defensible argument, something based on history and research and logic rather than on what feels good to them? Something worthy of the disproportionate weight their opinions are given?

My question is — why does there seem to be a sexist aspect to the Lou Grant effect? The Grand Dames of the silver screen seem to need a checkup from the neck-up both on it & off of it. Maybe the gentlemen are typecast into a John Wayne mold in which few left in Hollywood seem to believe anymore? Or, they feel more of a burden to “prove” something about themselves that isn’t really true?

Leonardo’s in Trouble

Monday, July 14th, 2008

1. Leonardo DiCaprio gets it in his head that the polar bears are endangered (hat tip: Dirty Harry), even though no adequate census exists on which to base a worldwide population figure for polar bears.
2. Leonardo mails out paper packages to the public to get some support behind his Polar Bear S.O.S. campaign. The package includes:

a one-page letter from DiCaprio; two pages from Frances Beinecke, president of the NRDC; a flyer for a free Save the Polar Bear! bag; a donation form and petition to have the animals listed as an endangered species; and a return envelope.

3. There’s more…

The star has been criticised for the waste of paper and the hypocrisy of the situation – because he helped to spearhead the national Do Not Mail Registry campaign to ban junk mail earlier this year.

4. A citizens’ watchdog group blows the whistle on DiCaprio by criss-crossing the country in a fleet of SUVs to personally tell everybody what a big hypocrite he is for wasting all that paper.

No, #4 didn’t really happen. I made up #4. But it makes me happy to think about it.

5. Another watchdog group tattles on the first watchdog group, by writing notes about all the gasoline they wasted in their SUVs, sealing the notes up into plastic soda bottles, and throwing ’em by the millions into the Pacific Ocean.

It’s kind of like going into the bathroom with a shaving mirror, holding it in front of the medicine cabinet, and looking into infinity. So the point is, I don’t think you can blame DiCaprio for this. It’s built into the nature of the environmental movement. It’s more about getting attention, smacking the knuckles of other people, tattling, and generally bringing a stop to things — than about actually fixing anything.

So now it’s in an infinite loop. Someone does something, someone else calls shenanigans because by doing something, they’re “polluting” or “emitting greenhouse gases.” But in order to “get the word out” they have to do something, which means someone else is going to talk smack about them. Back and forth it goes.

I wonder if it’ll rip a hole in the space time continuum.

If so, that couldn’t possibly be good for the environment.

Who Thinks Up This Garbage?

Friday, July 11th, 2008

That’s gotta be just about the sickest thing I think I’ve ever read, thank you very much.


Thursday, July 3rd, 2008

Thirty-six percent, I really don’t know what I’m gonna do now.

I love irreverence especially with regard to superheroes, and I’m a sucker for a good setup. But then Mr. Smith went and opened his big mouth, and you know what that does? It tips me off that the big names in the movie speak in cliches. When people speak in cliches, they don’t think creatively. When they put something together for entertainment without thinking creatively, they put together flops.

That’s still not enough to put me on the other side of the fence. Movie still looks funny…but these reviews are coming in.

They should have stuck with the original concept, but last minute re-shoots doomed Hancock to banality.

It’s like dating Britney Spears. Too much drama.

Don’t expect to laugh more than five times and you won’t be disappointed.

I’m willing to give a superhero film some leeway in terms of realism but a film has to remain true to its own inner logic and this one keeps changing the ground rules.

The good cast does what it can with the weak material, but the waste of talent only makes the film’s total failure that much more regrettable.

I dunno. Maybe I could go ahead and go if someone I know comes back and says it was really great, don’t believe those stupid critics, etc. I was really looking forward to this one.

Ever notice when you’re told to keep your mouth shut about politics, or you get to watch as some third-party is told to keep his mouth shut about politics, the guy getting shushed up is almost always a red-stater? You know why that is? It’s because being a liberal is all about being bossy. And it’s contrary to human nature to shut up bossy people.

Maybe, for the sake of left-wingers like Will Smith, someone should start shushing ’em up anyway. Because I don’t mind seeing movies made by liberals, but it rankles me when I pay good money to see movies that are unimaginative and if you’re trying to fool me into doing it, it’s best to keep it a secret from me that you’re an unimaginative person who goes around parroting Keith Olbermann and Michael Moore sound bites.

But it worked out well for me here. Movies aren’t cheap nowadays. So by all means, let’s keep shushing up the red staters but let the blue staters continue to peel off with their unimaginative and childish nonsense.

Meister on Those Scolding Europeans and Will Smith

Wednesday, July 2nd, 2008

3. Accept all criticism, even when it makes absolutely no sense. Become less of what you are, until people decide you’re okay, even though they never will.
4. Even as you accept unreasonable criticism, avoid criticizing anything anybody else does, unless someone else is already criticizing it.

Those are two of my tips about how to earn a eulogy full of awkward, empty bromides. Agree with everything negative ever said about you even though it makes no sense, and don’t say anything negative about anything else — unless that’s become “The Thing To Do,” in which case you should dish out scoldings by the bushel. In short, let the bandwagon be your “something’s-wrong-with-that” compass.

So is Will Smith earning a eulogy full of awkward, empty bromides? He certainly seems to be trying to, I can see by Pam Meister’s expose in Pajamas Media today. The lad is younger than me, stronger than me, looks much better than most of us and who wouldn’t love to have a house and a bank account like his?

But whatever eulogy I have coming my way, I’ll keep it warts-and-all, thankewverymuch. Mr. Smith can hang on to his. I’m sure there’ll be a few non-awkward sprinklings in the nice things said about him when it’s time, his charities, his movies, funny things he did, etc. But by-and-large, he represents exactly what I was describing.

Just when you thought it was safe to go back to wading in the Hollywood cesspool, another witless celebrity decides to trash America.

Will Smith is the latest overpaid navel-gazer to join the “Embarrassed to Be a Rich American Celebrity Tour.” On a recent Today Show appearance to hawk his upcoming movie Hancock — which, if this report is correct, is likely to be a box office disaster — Smith had this to say about his recent travels abroad:

You know I just, I just came back from Moscow, Berlin, London, and Paris and it’s the first, I’ve been there quite a few times in the past five to 10 years. And it just hasn’t been a good thing to be American. And this is the first time, since Barack has gotten the nomination, that it, it was a good thing.

How incredibly popular this has become; how many Will Smiths there are. You complain about George Bush, so I’m going to complain about George Bush. If it’s nonsensical to complain about X but you’re doing it anyway, I’ll help you complain about it. If it makes lots of sense to complain about Z but nobody else is complaining about Z, I’ll keep my silence on it. The bandwagon is the compass.

Pam Meister continues to opine, raising the fascinating rhetorical question of just who, exactly, died and made the Europeans boss:

It does surprise me that Smith refers to being relieved of his embarrassment in Berlin, considering that country has moved to ban Scientology, something Smith has been dabbling in for some time now. Is the German government’s move to ban a, er, religion — in light of Germany’s history of religious tolerance — something the Germans should be embarrassed about when they travel abroad? Perhaps the next time I see a German tourist I’ll ask in somber tones, “What do you think about your government banning Scientology?” in the same manner so many Europeans like to ask Americans, “What do you think about your president?” and if you reply in a positive manner they stare at you as though you have just sprouted a second nose.

Ouch. That’s gonna leave a mark.

Mr. Smith is only among the most entertaining and appealing elite of what has become a majority, a vocal majority if no other kind, of bullying nonsense-peddlers. They insist the rest of us accept their judgment as a lodestar, while proffering that sense of judgment only as a proxy. None of ’em take responsibility for anything. They criticize, not what it makes sense to criticize, but instead what lots of folks among them are already criticizing. This has become painfully obvious as it has become later into George W. Bush’s second and final term: We can debate into all hours of the night whether or not President Bush deserves criticism, but we can’t debate whether it makes sense to criticize him. It doesn’t. What’s the other guy going to say when you make your criticism stick? “Oh that does it then, I’m not gonna re-elect him“?

So what do you say at Will Smith’s eulogy? He had the courage to criticize some things it made no sense to criticize, when a bunch of other people were already doing it. That’s an awkward, empty bromide if ever there was one.

How much company does he have? Consider the contract made by people like him: LET ME INTO THE CLUB. I will voice my opinion courageously, after others have already done it…and there is no residual question remaining about whether it is the voice of the majority or not. I will add my energy and my charisma, but never my judgment for my judgment will simply be a clone of what others have judged.

I will lean on the oar. My hand will stay off the tiller. I am propulsion; I am not direction. I change the vector but not the bearing.

I will not change the outcome. In anything. But it will be lots of fun to look at me.

What do you say about someone like that when their time comes? You say you will miss them — and then what? The thing that floats just under the surface, the elephant in the room that makes the eulogy truly awkward and unbearable, is that all fun things come & go and we adapt just fine. We will learn to get along without ’em. After we so learn, we will be better people than we were before.

That isn’t the case with people who have the courage to change an outcome — stamping their individual identities under the changes. In the middle of droning out their eulogies, you wonder what in the world is going to happen now. You wonder how things would have been different. It’s a different eulogy. Trust me, I know; I’ve delivered them. It’s a tough one to do, but I’d much rather deliver that kind, than the kind of eulogy you give for someone who has no memory worth cherishing, no outcome changed because of his presence, the guy who criticizes only that which others are already criticizing. Human cattle.

Well, maybe the fact that no eulogy can be comfortably delivered, is the point. Green burials are becoming increasingly popular in the Europe from where Will Smith takes his marching orders, and some of these are lacking in a headstone or even a ceremony. So it’s not as if these folks have failed at anything by passing through their entire lifespans without making a real difference in things. Except — Will Smith actually does good things for charity. Good for him, but I wonder how he reconciles this?

When you’re trying to avoid upsetting the status quo in looking for things to criticize…avoiding any decisions for yourself, avoiding making any disruption in what has already been decided by others…but then you want to “make a difference” in things other people will think are nice and wonderful — the common thread devolves to a singularity. And that is earning the approval of strangers. Once that becomes what life is all about, it makes for a very awkward eulogy indeed.