Monday, September 21, 2009

Tom DeLay Never Does Anything Honestly.

Tom DeLay can't even enter a stupid, stupid dancing competition without cheating.
Seriously.

Tom is going to be on Dancing With the Stars, which uses the word "stars" somewhat generously, starting tonight. Here is an excerpt of an e-mail his daughter has been sending out (source):

From: Dani DeLay Ferro
Date: Mon, Sep 21, 2009 at 4:16 PM
Subject: Dancing with DeLay

Dear Friends,

My dad is in LA preparing for the premiere’s big performance on Dancing With the Stars – TONIGHT – at 8:00pm EST. He is having so much fun – and has gotten in great shape!

. . . .

Now I have one thing I will ask of you - vote early, and vote often! Tom DeLay was known as the most effective Whip in modern congressional history, and now it’s our turn to “whip” the vote for him. Similar to the House of Representatives, the rules are a bit peculiar, so I’ve outlined them below.

. . . .

Unlike elections, in which each citizen gets one vote, the “DWTS” voting system allows you to vote EIGHT TIMES — the number of contestants that night — by calling 1-800-868-3408. That means you can vote eight times from your home phone, eight times from your cellphone, eight times on the web site and you can also text eight times.

. . .

Please don’t forget to tell your friends and family to vote to keep him on the show that he’s enjoying so much! And as Dad always says…

Keep the faith,

Dani DeLay Ferro

Wow! that whole freakin family is so dirty, they can't even let dear old dad make a fool of himself on TV without trying to get everyone to cheat. Pathetic!

Sunday, September 20, 2009

Suzanne Somers Needs to STFU!

September 20: Cancer survivor SUZANNE SOMERS has blamed PATRICK SWAYZE's death on his chemo treatment.



Yes, that's right. Leotard enthusiast and thigh-master peddler Suzanne Somers weighed in with her medical opinion regarding Patrick Swayze's untimely death. It was not the cancer that killed him, it was the chemo! Really.

This has gotten way out of hand. Why the hell would anyone bother asking the poor man's Farrah Fawcett for her opinion on a medical issue?

First it was Dirk benedict claiming he had cured himself of cancer by eating really awful macrobiotic food. Then Jenny McCarthy going around telling gullible parents not to get their kids immunized.

I guess the logic there is that you kind of weigh the odds of leaving your kid vulnerable to whooping cough, German Measles and Smallpox against the odds that former Playmate Jenny Mc Carthy and obnoxious comedian Jim Carrey know more about immunizations and autism than every doctor in the fucking world. And some parents are going to be stupid enough to say," Yeah, I think there's a better chance that naked Jenny and Ace Ventura have discovered the cause of autism than there is that my un-immunized child will die of Diptheria."


And Now Chrissie Fucking Snow has thrown her two cents in.

And as you might expect, her two cents is really, really stupid.

Somers has spoken out about Dirty Dancing star Swayze, who died at 57 after losing his battle with pancreatic cancer on Monday (14Sep09).

The actress insists Swayze, who underwent regular bouts of chemo, could have extended his life if he had turned to alternative aids instead of drugs.

Really? What alternative treatments are going to do a better job than chemo which is admittedly awful, but saves countless lives every year?

She tells U.S. columnist Shinan Govani, 'They took this beautiful man and they basically put poison in him. Why couldn't they have built him up nutritionally and gotten rid of the toxins in his body?

Seriously? Do you remember what Swayze looked like before the cancer?
















How much more Nutritionally built-up could he have been? The man was the poster-boy for health and fitness! What fucking vitamin was he not taking that would have beaten pancreatic cancer?

Listen, Suzane.
And Jenny.
And Dirk.

You need to realize that some gullible people are going to take you seriously. They are going to follow your advice, and they are going to die from an entirely preventable or treatable condition. And it will be your fault.

I don't dispute that the food you put in to your body has an effect on your health. I will readily stipulate that a macrobiotic diet will make you a much healthier person than my Cheetos and Pepsi program. But if. God forbid, I get cancer or heart disease or whatever, I'm going straight to a doctor. A real doctor. Not a nutritionist, not an herbalist, not a homeopath, a DOCTOR. Someone who has been trained in Medical Science, not medical mythology.

I know there is value in certain natural herbal remedies. I know Aloe Vera is good for healing burns and scrapes. I know Vitamin C is good for the immune system. And I know that an herb like cannabis has many wonderful effects. But none of this hippy-dippy shamanistic stuff is going to cure fucking cancer.
Your cancer may have gone in to remission while you were eating seaweed and lawn clippings. Good for you! But that's the thing with cancer, it often goes in to remission. Your diet may have had something to do with it, or maybe it had nothing at all to do with it. There are plenty of people who claim to have been cured of cancer by psychic surgery, or by imagining the tumors shrinking and disappearing, or by having people pray for them. The thing is, you don't hear from the very large number of people for whom it didn't work, because they are dead. You only hear from the ones whose cancer happened to go into remission after a witch doctor rang bells or waved crystals or they ate health food or whatever. Usually, people who rely on these types of "remedies" die. That's why modern medicine has been developed. if the herbs and chanting and magic potions were working, there wouldn't have been a need for doctors and chemists to invent real medicines. Why would someone say, I'm going to spend my life in a laboratory trying to find a cure for the plague if the natural remedies were working? You'd have to be insane! It would be like someone today going in to a lab to try to find a way to communicate over distances. If someone told you that they were dedicationg their life to finding a way to send people's voices to one another over some sort of electric wire, you'd think they were nuts! And you'd be right. You sure wouldn't contribute to funding this project. You would pull out your cell phone and say "look, you numbskull. It already exists and it works just fine. You're wasting your time."
So, obviously herbs and magic rocks and eye of frog, tail of newt weren't doing the job in the fight against cancer, and that is why chemo was invented.

So go ahead and believe what you want to believe, but Shut The Fuck Up about it, because people can hear you. And some of them are going to be dumb enough to believe you.



They're Baaaaack!




Hell, Yeah! Two and Oh!

Niners are back.

Friday, September 18, 2009

Erick Erickson, Leading the Idiot Race

Erick Erickson, der Mann so voll von scheiss,* they named him twice, is staking out a pretty good lead in the race for idiot of the year. (see his previous entries here and here.)

Here is his latest entry:

The Spirit of Skidmore


This is the entire text of his "article" or whatever you call it:

Josh Trevino just sent me this picture. He’s standing in front of the sign right now.

The sign is for the Skidmore Historical Society Museum. The sign says, “Built and maintained by local citizens without benefit of state or federal funds.”

We need that spirit in this country. We need the Spirit of Skidmore.



We need the "Spirit of Skidmore" The spirit that built a museum without any government funds. Sounds exciting!



Now here is the picture to which he is referring:


Yikes! Check out the hours! The museum is open for TWO HOURS One Day A WEEK. Is that really the spirit we need?

Well, maybe the museum itself is more impressive than the sign.

No. No, it's probably worse. Check out their website: (LINK)

Looks like the bulk of the "museum" is a bunch of rusty old farm equipment scattered haphazardly on some redneck's front lawn.




Yeah, those pictures are from the museum's promotional web-page. This is what they're proud of.

Oh, God do we need more of that Skidmore Spirit in this country. The spirit that says "Our museum may consist of a 2-hour window to view dilapidated hunks of scrap metal, but by God we did it without the damn Guv'mint!

So Erickson is definitely leading the race. All you other idiots out there better start playing catch-up. The gauntlet has been thrown down.


*the man so full of shit.

Hey, Max Baucus!

Hey, Max Baucus. How far up your ass is the insurance industry's cock?




EEEWWW!!! That's digusting! You're disgusting, Max Baucus! Not because of the sexual imagery, it's just disgusting how you're willing to put insurance companies' profits ahead of the needs of the people you are supposed to represent. You're disgusting!