To say that haven’t become a nation of “Pop-Culture Fascists” would be an utter and total lie of the greatest magnitude, because in truth we thrive on shit that flashes across what my grandparents called the idiot box. But -while they were talking about made up, scripted programming and not the awesomeness that is reality television- they could not comprehend the fact of how, we, as a nation would follow the daily lives of idiots and the nonsensical as they trot across the screen in some seemingly reality and hang on their every virtue; wanting to know about every bowel movement. Like somehow what they see is in someway ‘reality‘. How sad has one’s life become when this is the joy look they forward too on a daily basis?
“Have you seen the latest happenings on "Real Housewives of Some Cuntville?”’
No? How can that be?”
“Did you see who won ’America’s Most Fakest Stooge Show? Weren’t they great? I voted like a thousand times for an eight hundred dollar phone bill!”
“No? What the hell’s the matter with you?”
“Have you heard and seen the latest about some put together, made for tv and I don’t know why they are famous famous-person and how they might be pregnant and were only married for a two hours?”
“NO?! Are you even alive?!”
Sadly this is the case for most of the mouth breathers we call fellow humans. So let me be Mr. Hypocrite and Devil’s Advocate and go over some of my favorite things of idiocy that flashed across my field of vision shall we:
DATELINE: PORNO
Turns out that Octomom, Nadya Suleman, has found a new use for her… well, her womanly regions (her pussy) in the form of putting things in rather than pushing things out. Like her eight-tuplets (truth be told, those eight kids were delivered by C-Section and not naturally) or her 6 other children for that matter.
Yeah, okay. Because we think or actually care or believe about your “deeply indoctrinated morals and values”. Whatever!
On a related note, Suleman was reportedly going to be swinging from a stripper pole as well at Florida’s T’s Lounge in West Palm Beach. But (again reported by TMZ) Suleman has opted out of the gig because of the interview she saw (or heard about) that aired on WPEC12 with who would be her fellow employees. A bartender at the club stated: “She’s got a lot of mouths to feed, so it was only a matter of time before she began stripping. She must be a little crazy. Normal people don’t have that many children.” And a manager added that he didn’t expect her [Suleman] to be experienced when it comes to the pole-work, “but I’ll say she’s going to be entertaining.”
But Suleman recently did rake in more than the $10,000 for posing topless for a British magazine.
DATELINE: RELIGIOUS ASSHOLES
Case in point: Holy Ghost-filled speaking-in-tongues Pentecostal pastor Mark Wolford, 44 (and just like dear old dad had before him), died this week after his rattlesnake bit him during a church ritual at an outdoor service being held at Panther Wildlife Management Area in West Vigini (Virginia). Wolford was carrying on the ancient tradition of snake-handling at the time of his demise. People like Wolford point to scripture as evidence that God calls them to engage in such a practice to show their faith in him. That is according to Mark 16: 17-18. And I quote -the bible: "And these signs shall follow them that believe: In my name shall they cast out devils; they shall speak with new tongues. They shall take up serpents; and if they drink any deadly thing, it shall not hurt them; they shall lay hands on the sick, and they shall recover."
Ye-ah. Guess God was either in the can at the time or Wolford wasn’t as righteous as he thought.
Wolford’s sister, Robin Vanover, told the Washington Post that 30 or so minutes into his [Wolford’s] service he began to pass around the poisonous timber rattler. "He laid it on the ground," Vanover said in the interview, "and sat down next to the snake, and it bit him on the thigh." However, instead of being taken to, I don’t know, a hospital, Wolford was transported to a family member's home in Bluefield about 80 miles away to recover. But only as the situation worsened, was he taken to a hospital where he later died.
For those of you who want to attend the funeral services, Wolford’s church, The Apostolic House of the Lord Jesus in Matoaka, will host a viewing Friday and the actual funeral service will be on Saturday morning. Wolford will be buried at the Hicks Family Plot in Phelps, Ky.
DATELINE: MASSACHUSETTS
Here is an odd little story from the East Coast.
Turns out that that sunscreen you just put on to sit in the sun is, strangely enough, quite flammable.
Because after he [Sigworth] applied some Banana Boat to keep from roasting under the sun he caught fire.
According to Dan Dillard, CEO of the Burn Prevention Network, believes the sunscreen might not have fully absorbed into Sigworth's skin and the droplets from the aerosol spray might have still been in the air. Dillard states: "As he [Sigworth] approached the Bar-B-Cue flame, the charcoal simply caught the vapor trail and it follows the vapor trail to where the bulk of the substance is, which is on his body."
The result of Sigworth turning into the Human Torch is a case of second-degree burns.
DATELINE: HOLLYWOOD
Rick Bynes, Amanda’s dear ol’ Dad, told People magazine after her April arrest that his daughter "didn't have a single drink that night. My daughter doesn't drink."
Okee-Dokee. But then again what the hell is he suppose to say.
DATELINE: NYC
And last but not least and probably one of my favorites.
Really? I think that maybe fucking Bloomberg should take a fucking history lesson, because that (while it wasn’t “soda”) that is EXACTLY what our Founding Fathers were fighting for. For fucking righteous assholes like him to stop limiting and/or telling us how to live our lives. Because assholes like him [Bloomberg] think that we should become a Nanny State where the smarter government people know what is best for us.
Blow me!
Again this idiotic law does NOT ban sugary coffees, or energy drinks that contain twice as much sugar in a smaller can than the fucking 32oz does. If fucking Bloomberg was so fucking worried about the waist line of his fellow fucking Americans and so fucking worried about diabetes, heart attacks, high blood pressure and other obesity-related illnesses then what about you all the fast food? (San Francisco has, however, a ban on HAPPY MEAL) How about I can walk into any doughnut shop in NYC, order a fucking dozen doughnuts and sit out front eat them all. Or is that next on your list of freedoms that the Founding Fathers didn’t fight for.
I think it is time send these assholes packing. Regardless of what idiotic party they are from. Because, lets face it, both parties pretty much suck ass. Because last time I checked America was supposed to be the home of the FREE. But now it is as long as it is not smoking, wanting gays to marry, fast food, sodas ect… ect… the list grows daily.
Until the next time we meet…
2 comments:
Awesome article Bro! This country of ours is sad indeed! I feel like I am having these types of conversatons daily... Unfortunately the solution to problem is simple, however too many idiots are afraid of simplicity because they want to live in their fake 'realities', so I highly doubt we will see the day when we are all truly free, unless this shit blows up first and it's everybody for themselves...
Thanks, Sis... :-)
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