Ben Afflack's Ignorance of Islam

Recently, Ben Afflack had an outburst in defense of Islam on HBO's Real Time.   He showed just how clueless and illogical are liberal ideas on the world's most violent religion.

Read all about it here, plus a stirring rebuttal of Afflack's delusional apologetics.

Comedian Jon Lovitz Spars With Me on Twitter RE Rush Limbaugh

Jon Lovitz

Miley Cyrus, Not Exactly the Girl Next Door

Miley Cyrus, just the girl you want your son to bring home to mother.

The face of American femininity.  What a doll.

Barf.

Samuel L. Jackson Gets His Wish! (Photoshop)

A week back, movie star Samuel L. Jackson made a political video urging voters to "WAKE THE F*CK UP!"

They did, but it was not exactly the result Jackson was hoping for.

"Seinfeld" Star Jason Alexander Calls Me "An Idiot"

I've always liked Jason Alexander as an actor.  He was great on "Seinfeld," convincing as a slimy attorney in "Pretty Woman."  Too bad he has a thin skin on politics, but when you are dead wrong about everything, I guess it is to be expected.

I read on Twitchy.com that Alexander was advancing the meme that Romney won the debate because he has changed his political views, flip-flopped on issues, and that's why Obama's debate points didn't stick.  It's bunk, of course -- just another transparent excuse for the drubbing Obama received at the first debate.

So I replied to Alexander's tweet and a very short exchange of views between us ensued.  Here they are:

I was unable to reply to this last tweet, as Alexander blocked me from his account.  His blocking me only proves that I win and he loses.  Like Obama, Jason Alexander lives in a tight bubble of illusion.  In Hollyweird as in D.C., they have great difficulty differentiating between what is real and what is not.

Another Hollywood Has-Been For Obama: Madonna

Madonna 

Ah, by their supporters ye shall know them.  Madonna, a shock and sleaze performer and alleged singer, has come out for Obama.  This week this aging has-been went into a profanity-laced rant about how wonderful it is to have "a black Muslim in the White House" and how everybody better damn well vote for Obama.

Madonna apparently threatened the public with severe punishment should we fail to vote for the "Black Muslim," i.e. that she will strip naked in public if Obama fails to be re-elected.  In spite of that threat, many plan to vote for Romney and take their chances.

In the picture herein, Madonna simulated suicide to a London audience by putting a gun to her head.  Obviously, she isn't content to off herself (symbolically speaking), but wishes to take Obama with her.

Never fear, Madonna, mistress of mediocrity, boring bearer of banality, talent-less tutor of tasteless twaddle,  dubious diva of the deaf and dumb, passé proprietress of pugnacious prattle:  Obama doesn't need your help.  He can fail completely on his own.

Correction:  My bad.  Madonna has promised to strip naked IF Obama is re-elected.  I thought her promise was an obvious threat to force us to vote for Obama, but the deluded diva seems to think this awful eventuality would be a reward, not a punishment.

Ellen Barken: Hollywood Has-Been's Hair-Brained Hatefulness (Photoshop)

I've been hearing a lot about has-been Hollywood actress Ellen Barken lately.  When an aging Hollywood actress has nothing to do (because she has no roles), how does she fill her time?  By getting drunk and constantly tweeting profanity, hatred and ignorance.

Barking Barken's most recent regurgitations:

• She “loves everybody” except “u right wing f–kin morons“ and that Jon Lovitz needs to ”shut the f–k up.”

• Assorted profanity-laced drunken delirium -- see it here.


• On August 27, 2012, she created a controversy on Twitter when she sent out a re-tweet of a message someone sent saying they hoped Hurricane Isaac would hit the Republican convention and “wash every pro-life, anti-education, anti-woman, xenophobic, gay-bashing, racist SOB right into the ocean.” 


• On September 1, 2012, Barken claimed that Clint Eastwood had made a "death threat" against Barack Obama during his satirical skit at the Republican Convention.

According to Wikipedia, Ellen Barken once desired to study Ancient History...and now she is ancient history.  How ironic.

Cher Hates Republicans, Doesn't Want to "Breathe the Same Air" (Photoshop)

Cher's new song, "If I Could Turn Back Time":

If I could turn back time,
Then I wouldn't slime
All the GOPeeze
Who Used to Buy My CDs....

Yes, if you are a Republican, then
Cher hates you....oh well, it's not
like there are any other singers selling records out there....

Inane Janeane Garofalo (Photoshop)

Inane Janeane Who Is Insane

Inane Janeane who is insane, continues her quest to become the most notorious string puppet in the leftist army of mentally deficient morons.

Pull the string on the back of the neck of Inane Janeane Who Is A Pain, and you will always get the same word:  raaaaaacism, raaaaaaaacism, raaaaaacism!  She's at it again this week, regurgitating what passes for thought on the left.

Insane Janeane is a pinhead, a far-fetched caricature of the most extreme radical kook.  Without people like her, the facial studs industry would have gone broke long ago, tattoo parlors would all have closed, and the green hair dye industry would have folded.

Thank you Inane Janeane, for reminding us of just how worthless Hollyweird really is.  Now we understand why you fit in there so well.

Oh, and just for the record:  We Tea-Partiers may not like vicious, lying, leftwing lesbian skanks, but that doesn't mean we are anti-woman.  We may not like mocha-colored communists, but that doesn't mean we hate blacks.  It only seems that way to radical pinheads like Janeane.

Hollyweird: Celebrating the Gay Lifestyle (the World is Gay, Gay, Gay, Gay, Gay!)

I have made it clear that I am tolerant of gays.  I neither attack gays nor support them in their lifestyle.  However, I am sick to death of Hollywood's massive campaign to normalize homosexuality.  Tolerance is one thing, celebration is something else entirely.

Last night I saw an episode of "Gray's Anatomy" playing on our television set, that my wife had left on.  In it the two major characters of the serial were getting married and exchanging vows.  No problem there.  Simultaneously, however, two lesbian characters were getting married and exchanging vows.  Previously in this serial, both of these women were heterosexual (one was portrayed as being married to a man).  However, the local GLAAD representative must have called, because both women became lovers (of each other).

I stopped watching "Gray's Anatomy" when that happened.  I no longer felt comfortable being a target of leftist propaganda, i.e. that the whole world is gay, gay, gay, gay, gay, and that we should present it, portray it and celebrate it as if it were as normal, as widespread and as beautiful as wildflowers in Spring.

I stopped watching "Glee" for the same reason.  I could tolerate, even sympathize with one gay character and his problems, but then other members of the cast started being portrayed as gay, too.  My tolerance was breached when one scene depicted two gay guys enjoying a romantic kiss on the lips.  Barf.  I decided that "Glee" should be renamed "Gleefully Gay."  It was no longer for me.

Hollyweird should use gay characters when and if they are relevant to the plot.  However, putting whole squads of gays into a medieval catapult and firing them straight at my face -- well, that's just too much.  No can stomach, Hollyweird.  The reason is simple:  the world is not gay, gay, gay, gay, gay.  It is mostly straight, and too much gayness makes us nauseous.

Jim Carrey's Gay Gross-Out: "I Love You, Phillip Morris"

I am generally tolerant towards gays (these scum would be an exception).  I have gay in-laws and they are occasionally welcomed in my home.  I oppose hatefulness towards gays, because my personal motto has been, since childhood, "Live and Let Live."  If you aren't hurting me, I won't hurt you.

However, you have to draw the line somewhere, and I draw it at Hollywood films:  I do not want to watch gay men suck face.

So imagine my surprise when wifey and I went shopping for rental movies.  I saw one starring Jim Carrey -- funny guy from "Dumb and Dumber" and "Liar, Liar."  It is rare when Jim Carrey makes a bad comedy.  This Carrey film was called "I Love You, Phillip Morris."  The jacket ad claimed that this film might be the funniest one ever made by Jim Carrey.  Oboy, time for some belly laughs!  We rented it.

The movie was not a comedy at all.  It wasn't remotely funny.  It was a gay romance along the lines of "Brokeback Mountain."  The Carrey character one day admits to his wife that he is gay, and goes to live with his boyfriend.  He is later sent to prison for credit card fraud, because "the gay lifestyle is very expensive."  All that bling and fashion, y'know.

While in prison, Carrey's character meets another gay; they fall in love, get a cell together and spend a lot of time dancing cheek to cheek, engage in long, lingering mouth kisses, cuddling and whispering sweet nothings in each other's ears.  Throughout the film, the viewer is treated to portrayals of homosexual anal and oral sex.  The final scene shows a big white cloud floating in the sky...shaped like a giant penis and scrotum.  Don't watch this on a full stomach.  Better yet, don't watch it at all.

Hollywood is passionately involved in the norming of gay behavior, and almost every film and television sitcom, even broadway plays, have at least one gay in the cast.  Some really go overboard -- "Under the Tuscan Sun," for example, where the viewer's nose is rubbed in gayness throughout.  I saw that movie, what, ten years ago and I'm still pissed off.  The viewer is pushed to the point of revulsion and then pushed a little further.  Perhaps movie theaters should start issuing barf bags to viewers.

I imagine that "I Love You Phillip Morris" was Jim Carrey's obligatory offering to the gay causes so popular in Hollywood.  His portrayal of a gay lover/crook will be seen as high art among the stylish.  It will never, however, be a box office hit.  It enjoyed only a limited release in 2009.  The reason is simple.  Most people are not gay.  Most people find overt gay behavior rather disgusting.

This film will not do much for Carrey's image with the viewing public, I suspect.  That's because it fails to answer the profound and timeless question once posed by the late Sam Kinison:  "How does one guy look at another guy's hairy ass and find love?"

If the great philosophers couldn't answer this cosmic riddle, how can I?  Nevertheless, gays are free to do what they like...as long as I don't have to watch them do it.

Charlie Sheen's New Line of Men's Fragrances (Video, Photoshop, Satire)

Jimmy Fallon did a brilliant impersonation of Charlie Sheen, announcing a new brand of men's cologne called "Winning." Fallon's skit inspired my own Photoshop (hey, it was a slow news day, awright?):

And if you can't get enough of Sheen's narcissism, watch the video of his first internet broadcast of  "Sheen's Korner" here.  In it Charlie spends most of an hour blathering on about nothing in particular while his resident groupies sit behind him smiling and laughing at all of Sheen's bad jokes and witticisms.  They had better pretend support or be cut off the gravy train.  Pathetic.

Announcing CHARLIE SHEEN TEQUILA! (Photoshop, Satire)

Now you too can immerse yourself in drunken debauchery!  Buy a case today.  Or Two.





































Didn't like that one?  How about this one, where Charlie is poignantly, tragically immersed in a bottle of gin, drowning in his own drunken decadence.  You are supposed to look at it and see the tragedy of alcohol abuse, then imagine how deep and sensitive I am to point it out to you.  It's not as if poor Charlie were responsible for himself, for godsake.  He is merely a victim of society.  Boo hoo!

Charlie Sheen: a REAL WINNER! (Photoshop)

Perez Hilton Posting Kiddie Porn on Twitter?

Perez Hilton, the grouchy and pushy gay guy who politicized the Miss USA contest, may be in hot water with the law.  He posted a photo of 17 year old Miley Cyrus climbing out of a car, with her skirt riding up to apparently display her undies-less crotch.  The photo may have been Photoshopped.  However, web sources state that even the display of an altered photo of a minor is a crime, when the photo is pornographic.

Really dumb, Perez.  I would say, "In the jail showers, don't bend over to pick up the soap," but I think you'd probably enjoy it.

By the way, to even possess kiddie porn is a crime.  If you made a copy of Hilton's photo of Cyrus, delete it at once.

ABC has deleted its advertising from Perez Hilton's website following the scandal.  The Other McCain has the story here.

Hooray for Hollyweird! Famous Hollywood Sign In Danger

Apparently the famous Hollywood sign is in danger of destruction by development.  This is the sign made of 45 foot high wooden letters, painted white, that was constructed for advertising back in 1923.  Various parties are trying to raise funds to save the sign by purchasing the land around it.  I hope they succeed -- I am in favor of historical preservation.

However, based on new "truth in adverstisng" laws, it is rumored that the sign will now appear as depicted below.

Alec Baldwin Rushed to Hospital for Brain Transplant?

Liberal actor, poseur and pariah Alec Baldwin was rushed to a New York hospital last night after faking an overdose of sleeping pills.  Baldwin wanted to punish his 14 year old daughter after an argument, and threatened to take an overdose.  He then faked being "unresponsive" after going to bed.  Doctors were puzzled about this, since Baldwin always appears unresponsive to stimuli, especially logic and common sense.

Nevertheless, daughter Ireland feared an overdose and called 9/11.  Baldwin was taken to the hospital, where he was found to be normal.  Or at least as normal as a flaming jerk can be.

Rumors surrounding Baldwin's hospitalization was that a brain had finally been found for a transplant.  This raised hopes that the liberal airhead actor was finally to have a functioning brain.  At last, he would replace the helium in his cranium with actual gray matter.  Bolts were to be embedded in his neck to activate the brain using electricity from a lightning strike.

However, the rumors proved untrue:  Today, Alec Baldwin is still completely brainless.  Hollywood moguls were relieved at the news and immediately extended his contract.

Hollywood to Whitewash Bloody Career of the Prophet Muhammad

Movie producer Barrie Osborne, who helped produce the "Lord of the Rings" trilogy, plans to make a film about the life of the Muslim Prophet Muhammad.  According to the UK Guardian:

Budgeted at around $150m (£91.5m), the film will chart Muhammad's life and examine his teachings. Osborne told Reuters that he envisages it as "an international epic production aimed at bridging cultures. The film will educate people about the true meaning of Islam." [True meaning? As in mass murder, robbery, rape, intolerance, hatred and oppression?]

"The film will shed light on the Prophet's life since before his birth to his death," Ahmed Abdullah Al-Mustafa, Alnoor's chairman, told al-Jazeera. "It will highlight the humanity of Prophet Muhammad." [Yes, it takes a very humane man to whack the heads off hundreds of defenseless prisoners and then rape their widows.]

I wonder if the film will show Muhammad beheading the 800 Qurayza Jews and the mass rape of their widows and daughters that followed.  Or the torture and beheading of the Jew Kinana and the subsequent rape of his widow?  Probably not.  Only Hollyweird can take someone as EVIL as Muhammad and turn him into a hero.

Read it all here.

Stogie Movie Reviews: Deconstructing Hollyweird

Since I am out of work due to the Democrat economy, I rented a bunch of movies this past week. I am going to review them now so you won't have to waste your time and money on most of them.

1. In the Electric Mist, starring Tommy Lee Jones.

Tommy Lee Jones is one of my favorite actors. He seems so Southern and down to earth, a man's man, courageous and confident. Well, he usually does, anyway. I didn't like him in that awful flick "No Country for Old Men," where he seemed senile and incompetent. I didn't like him much in "The Three Burials of Melquiades Estrada" either, because of the unspoken premise: border guards are the bad guys and illegal aliens are the good guys.

However, in "Electric Mist" he returns to form as detective Dave Robicheaux; he plays a good guy battling a mobster in the bayous of Louisiana. He goes to a party and someone laces his drink with LSD; he then begins to see the apparition of Confederate General John Bell Hood, who sits with him on the porch or in church and talks about life and war, and advises Robicheaux on the troubles that he faces. Levon Helm plays John Bell Hood and does a remarkable job; he even looks like John Bell Hood. Hell, I'd love to have the ghost of a Confederate General advising me what to do; Nathan Bedford Forrest would be my pick. He kicked some serious Yankee ass.

I loved the rainy, green, mossy, swampy views of Louisiana, a place of mosquitos and big weird bugs and alligators and crawfish and lightning and Southern lore; what's not to like? I'd love to live there. The film is exciting but doesn't have much of a plot; nevertheless, for a story with no real plot it was quite entertaining. I recommend it.

2. The Reader, starring Kate Winslet.

In post-war Germany, Kate Winslett is Hannah Schmitz, a single woman and former Nazi prison guard. She has an affair with a 16 year old student, Michael Berg, played by David Kross. There are a lot of realistic sex scenes and Kate Winslet is nude for much of them. Since Hannah Schmitz is illiterate, she likes to have Michael read to her, since she can't read herself. He reads; then then they copulate with wild abandon. In truth, this is another plotless film; its subject is sex and the story built around it is simply to give the sex a thin veneer of plausibility.

Later, after Hannah breaks off the affair, she is arrested and put on trial for war crimes, for nasty things she did as a Nazi guard. A report is produced that witnesses say she wrote; and if she wrote the report, it would prove she was the leader of the women Nazi guards. If she were the leader, she would therefore be most culpable in allowing a group of Jewish women to die during a bombing raid. However, Hannah couldn't have written the report because she was illiterate; however, she is too embarrassed to admit this to the court so opts for life in prison instead. One must retain one's dignity, after all. Priorities, ya know.

There's more but it's pretty boring and irrelevant to the non-existent plot, so this will have to suffice. If you like exciting and realistic sex scenes, rent it, but don't rent it expecting a real story line. Quite a bit of the dialogue consists of "OOOH! AAAH! MMMM!"

3. Revolutionary Road, starring Leonardo DiCaprio and Kate Winslet.

DiCaprio and Winslet are a young couple, Frank and April Wheeler, living in Connecticut in the early 1950's with their two young children. Frank works in an office job he hates, but it pays the bills, while April stays home with the kids. The poor Wheelers enjoy a nice family lifestyle in a nice home in a nice neighborhood, but as Hollyweird knows so well, this is the worst form of human oppression. Imagine, having to work for a living. What's the world coming to. Frank is shown riding the train to work, surrounded by legions of men in similar suits and fedora hats, all of them interchangeable in one great moving mass of boring human conformity. The message here is obvious and heavy-handed; there isn't a modicum of subtlety.

Then one day, April has a bright idea: let's sell the house, take our savings and move to Paris. She will work as a stenographer while Frank sits on his butt all day and figures out what he really needs to do to achieve Nirvana. So they go about packing and putting the house on the market, but then two terrible things happen to stifle their flight to paradise: Frank is offered a lucrative promotion at his place of work, and April gets pregnant. How terrible; a baby will spoil their dreams. April ponders an abortion and even buys some rubber-tubing contraption to carry out her own abortion; but Frank objects. They fight; she tells him he isn't a man and she doesn't love him. Finally, she attempts her own abortion and bleeds to death. End of story.

The moral of the story is obvious: in the bad old days, abortion was illegal; abortion is an enlightened method by which modern women free themselves from responsibility so they can move to Paris and become Beatniks. April died because she lived in a less enlightened time.

It was crappy movie. Don't waste your time.

Keeping up with the Kardashians

My son was home briefly on Sunday.  He likes to watch a reality show called "Keeping up with the Kardashians,"  so I was forced to watch it.  Who are the Kardashians?  Beats the hell out of me.  They are a family with three good looking daughters.  Okay, so they're good looking; does that justify following them around and listening to their banter about men and food and apartments and renting a chimpanzee for mom?  No.  Not only no, Hell No.

In any case, the show "Keeping up with the Kardashians" doesn't have much of a plot and the girls like to talk trashy and vulgar at times.  This is okay if one is discussing the Democrat Party, but in general such talk should be minimized.  

The daughters were quite pretty, especially Kim Kardashian.  That's her on the right.  My son recently saw her in person in Los Angeles.  She was in a store plugging some exercise videos she made.  Son said he was surprised to see how petite she is in real life. Humph, I think he's interested in the parts of her that are not so petite.  Well now, I can't say that she's hard on the eyes, though I would prefer her mom.  Now there's a babe.

Nevertheless, I won't be tuning in anytime soon.