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Tuesday, January 29th, 2008What?
No, seriously, what?
What union is this fucking moron referring to? The one where unicorns roam free and candy is the main form of currency?
The useless fuckstain even had the balls to make reference to, and take credit for, the foiling of two “terror” plots. One of which entailed a plane being flown into “the largest building in L.A.” has pretty much been proven as false. The other of which was crashing planes on the way to the U.S. into the Atlantic. You know what the deal was there? The “masterminds” behind it had neither the tickets nor the passports to board those flights.
So guess where that leaves those claims he is making about being a terror fighting superhero?
Same place the gas prices are at.
Same place the economy is at.
Same place the war, housing market, the job market, health care, the U.S. dollar, unemployment, our education system, the environment, foreign relations, the city of New Orleans, and every other goddamned thing this administration has touched, or in the case of New Orleans, forgotten to touch.
That place my friends, is the shitter.
Never has such incompetence been so rewarded. I hope, for the sake of future generations, at home and abroad, that, instead of revising and retelling, the history books shed light on your deeds, misdeeds and idiotic fuckups so that the children of the world will know. So they will never forget. So that history will not repeat itself. So that the state of the Union, and for that matter the state of the world, are never impacted like this again.
And in this corner…
Friday, January 25th, 2008
Why is it that whenever a “tragedy” strikes all the idiots in the world have come out to play?
The death of actor Heath Ledger was tragic in the sense that the world lost a talented actor, a little girl lost a father and his parents lost a son. I never get too bent out of shape when a celebrity dies, but it’s sad when it’s someone who actually has talent and whose work actually meant something. I honestly think that Ledger would have been one of the greats if he had lived, especially since he aspired to become a director and had been taken under the wing of Terry Gilliam.
Now, Fred Phelps and his cronies want to picket Heath Ledger’s memorial service in New York because he portrayed a homosexual in “Brokeback Mountain.” I say let ‘em do it. The more they picket, the more people are just going to get used to them being around and they’ll turn into a minor annoyance, even a joke. Getting all up in arms is what they want – they even say so. The more we go on about the evils of Fred Phelps and the Westboro Asshat Church, the more prominent they become. Ignore them as best as possible and they’ll go away. Now, with the good people of the Patriot Guard Riders helping out, their voice is becoming stifled and soon it will be silenced completely.
There’s this other moron, though, who seems to think the death of Heath Ledger makes for good trash talking. Every time I read something this man has written or listen to him talk I have to wonder if there’s anyone on this planet who takes him seriously. That man is:
The Ultimate Warrior.
Yep. The same Ultimate Warrior who wrestled in the WWF in the 80’s. In his blog, he somehow manages to compare Ledger’s death to the parenting ability of Hulk Hogan.
Yeah, I don’t get it either. Maybe I don’t get it because this guy is a top of the heap moron who can’t put a thought together to save his life. This is a man who played a character in the world of “professional” wrestling, but can’t seem to stop being that character even though he left the ring years ago.
This is the same guy who began his wrestling career going by the name “Dingo Warrior.”
Here’s what the Ultimate Douchebandit had to say. Try to decipher it for yourselves, because it really doesn’t make a lot of sense. Especially not the nickname he’s given to Heath Ledger.
Oh, and if you want a good laugh, spend some time on his website. This is an idiot who takes himself WAY too seriously.
Taken from Ultimatewarrior.com
Dead Before 28
In the interest of full disclosure, I must tell you I have watched Brokeback Mountain no less than 45 times and I own the Limited Edition DVD, signed by Willie Nelson a short time after he wrote that queer cowboy song as a tribute to the courage of the producers and actors who broke such incredible creative ground when they made their agenda-less movie. Serious. Until I saw Bendover Brokeback, Braveheart was my favorite movie. But the love scenes of Brokeback sucked me right in and I had no choice but to give myself over to the passion of its wide open range, if you get my drift. Such courage this young man and his colleagues have. Reminds me of the courage of classic movie stars, where during the War they enlisted and flew bomber planes and fought on frontlines, then came back and picked up their lives and careers right where they left off, without anti-American sentiment, whining and complaining, or self-destructive self indulgence. I’m equally inspired.
Apparently, Leather Hedger had sleeping troubles and anxiety and dealt with terrible mood swings. So do soldiers but they don’t self-destructively fuck up their lives. In fact, they don’t sleep, handle anxiety and mood swings while dealing with whether or not they might at any moment lose their life. And they do this all the while they are dangerously protecting the freedom of others to fuck up their own. By the way, how many 28 (or older or younger) year old soldiers met their death yesterday? It’s not easy to find out. None of them made the headlines of any news.
By today’s standard, though, I do have to agree that he was a great father. Perhaps even greater then the father of the year, Hulk Hogan. After all, Leather Hedger did what it took to kill himself. His kid is without a father, yes, but the negative influence is now removed and his own child has the chance for a full recovery. Hogan, on the other hand, won’t go quite that far. He insists on sticking around to keep further ruining, and profiting off of, the parentally mismanaged lives of his own children.
It is sad and tragic….that we don’t demand attention be paid to greater things.
You Don’t Know Jack…..
Friday, January 18th, 2008….but you should. Jack McLellan is a self-admitted pedophile working his evil in California and Washington state.
Jack was recently featured twice on ‘The Steve Wilkos Show’ admitting to the world that he was sexually attracted to children. Apparently he’s admitted it publicly in other forums as well, not metely on ‘Steve’ because he has his own website which guides peophiles to places where they can easily find children. He even rates these places by how attractive the children are that can be found there.
Yet he claims he’s never done anything illegal. The ‘worst’ he’s done is to lure children away from their parents and give them ‘hugs.’
McLellan is still operating his website. I’ll post the link to it here as soon as I can find it. Never having trolled the internet for sites relating to pedophilia, I really don’t know where to look. Wilkos actually asked the question as to what kind of a person would want to visit his site. I give Steve this answer: Any person who wants to protect children. One way of beating the pedophiles is to know where they operate and how they do it. By knowing which places McLellan is promoting, we can know to be extra careful when in those places.
McLellan also argues that having this website isn’t violating any laws since he’s not directly promoting the molestation of children. Wilkos asked him about this as well, stating that if something illegal was done to a child based on information gotten through his website, he is partly responsible and should be held as an accomplice.
I agree.
I think Jack McLellan should be locked up. He’s already a ‘person of interest’ in the murder of a young girl at one of the locations that his website promotes. He also refused to submit to a DNA test at the Wilkos show to clear his name. What does that tell you? The way he was fidgeting around onstage made him look guilty in my eyes.
Here’s an interview done with McLellan:
Tom Cruisin’
Wednesday, January 16th, 2008Earlier I wrote a little blurb on Scientology frontman Tom Cruise. Well, there’s a video circulating around the net that the Scientologists don’t want you to see, and they’ve pressured YouTube and Gawker.net to remove it in it’s entirety.
Well, I found part of it on You Tube and decided to link it here for your viewing pleasure. Maybe that British Scientologist who was following me around Buffalo after the Beast article will see it and move out here to Chicago to stalk me some more.
And who knows how long this will be allowed to remain on the site, so I apologize if by the time you read this it’s been taken down.
Oh, Those Dangerous MySpaces!
Wednesday, January 16th, 2008The bigwigs at MySpace have finally decided to cave into the pressure being put on them by idiot parents and try to ‘protect’ its younger users from the threats that sicko pedophiles pose on the website.
That’s all well and good, but some of the ideas they have, and are going to put into place, really won’t work. They just aren’t practical.
Although this is my opinion, I’ve been discovering in my travels around the interwebs that this opinion is shared with bloggers from all corners of the globe. Here’s the gist of what they want to do:
1.) Set all profiles of 15-and-under users to private, and prevent those profiles from getting any sort of communication from any adult they do now know.
2.) Default all 16 and 17-year-old users’ profiles to private, which they can change to public if they so wish.
3.) Deny any registered sex offenders access to the site.
While all of those are pretty good ideas, how does MySpace propose to enforce them? Any 13-year-old can go on there and create a profile with the britdate set to 1982. It’s not difficult.
Also, suppose Joe Smith the Molester wants a profile on MySpace but he’s a registered sex offender. How does he get around that? Easily, by signing up as Bobby Jones, the nice guy from Detroit.
MySpace should be thanked for the effort, but politely told that none of this is going to work.
What would work, on the other hand, is better parenting. I’m so sick of hearing parents declare to the media that their child was raped or put in danger because of MySpace or some other internet bases social network. I ask you this, parents: Where were you while your child was chatting it up with Chester the Molester online? Why are you not monitoring your minor’s internet activity, when you hear every day about a child who falls prey to some online predator? WHy are you not protecting your child?
It’s sad to say, but I truly believe that a lot of these “parents” are hoping their child will get injured due to a MySpace rendezvous so that they can try to sue.
’nuff said.
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