Wednesday, November 20, 2002
New York Postmortem
|Now in death, this bum Burrell makes millions by describing Di as entertaining a line of lusty lovers and even greeting a lover wearing nothing underneath her fur coat. Seems to me that if some loyal Brit wanted to take a page out of the American handbook - and give Burrell a helping hand with his vision - the next time Burrell the Bum looks in the mirror, what the butler sees is two black eyes.
Steve Dunleavy, the gossip whore from the New York Post who twitches like an unfucked cunt and looks like an overfucked cunt, but is too ugly for most cocks to fuck, rivaling the bitchiest drag queens in his obsessive focus on Diana’s rumored-to-be-gay butler. Now while we tolerate closet faggots at the New York Post, where the Andrea Peysers and Megan Turners of the world pollute the blue collar mind set with their trite off-color digs at the Pulitzer winners they’ll never be, we think this Dunleavy cocksucker is a little too far off base advocating assault in the editorial pages of the New York Post. Whatever you do, don’t show this dicklick what real patriots do to gossip queens pretending to be journalists. The cracking of the skull by a baseball bat, in this case, might soil the bat on this hypocritical snitch bitch. How much do the Murdochs pay for this type of shit?
Ralphie's surprise death Sunday night at the hands of an enraged Tony Soprano gave a much-needed shot in the arm to a series that had been inexplicably lacking in excitement for the better part of the current season - the series' fourth. It was the most prominent whacking on "The Sopranos" since Salvatore "Big Pussy" Bonpensiero took his last boat ride at the conclusion of Season 2. And for Joe Pantoliano, the colorful actor who played the volatile and sadistic Ralph for 20 episodes, it was one of the most spectacular exits in TV history.
But we didn't want to look foolish of (sic) we turned out to be wrong, so we told no one and picked Washington in our football pool.
Like The Wall Street Journal Opinion Journal’s resident mentally retarded twat slob, James Taranto, needs grammatical errors or typos to make him look foolish when his invective brand of murder-inducing, jingoistic adolescent claptrap is doing such a fine job already. This rabid anti-Islamic, anti-anyone-that-isn’t-a-white-East-Coast-pseudo-intellectual-overfed-opinionmonger needs to quit using sports analogies. When you slouch around like a 300 pound gorilla and farting and blowing hot air is about as physical as it gets, it’s kind of difficult for the poor reader to appreciate the score. Or throwing darts at fucking Daniel Pearl dartboards, which metaphorically equates the taste of his editorial slant.
The kinds of questions that I've asked are: how many operatives are in the United States, where are they distributed, what is their infrastructure — financially, logistically and with communications. It's the same inability to answer.
I can't say I regret it. I regret the fact that partisans will make more of this than it deserves.
Roger Ailes, the chairman pig of the Fox News Channel, confirming that he sent a note to the White House last year suggesting policies for President Bush to follow in the wake of the Sept. 11 attacks. Now while we all now that Fox’s motto, “We report, You Decide” is about as hard to swallow as it must be for Wendi Deng to suck her much older husband, Rupert Murdoch’s, shriveled old cock for cash, the arrogance of this Karl Rove fuck buddy takes the goddamn cake. Given the pathetic advice he gave the President -- namely, that the president needed to convince the American public that he was taking "the harshest measures possible" or else the public would not remain patient with the administration -- it was probably Bush himself who sent the fucking anthrax to Fox’s tabloid toilet trash, the New York Post. The unrepentant Ailes, posing like a beached whale for The New York Times looks about as attractive as a Spanish beach post oil spill. News Corp. probably orchestrated the tanker sinking for ratings, given their positioning of late. And we all know what they say about those morons with Napoleonic complexes, don’t we? The harsher the fucking measures, the tinier the little penis. Release the fucking sniper in New York, for Christ’s sake.
[Judge Kessler] severely underrated the grave law-enforcement, public safety, privacy and national security interests at stake.
I am here to call for a partnership that can lead to long-term explosive growth. Stealing content is destroying opportunities for digital entertainment...Business will be crippled.
Peter Chernin, News Corp. Chief Operating Officer at Comdex 2002, alerting the world to the danger of pirating the music to Temptation Island IV, while Iraqi parents wonder where to go to avoid the imminent bombs that are about to fall on them and their children. Not as crippled, unfortunately, as you’ll probably be if you continue to allow the fucked up, cocksucking, kowtowing editors in New York and London to continue inciting hatred and violence in the pages of the tabloid trash and airwaves from the cable operations you already milk for all the fucking money in the world. Watch just how business will be crippled when some demented, deranged, sniping maniac inspired by the vitriolic crap perpetually spewed through your media properties blows up the whole damn lot of it -- and everyone involved -- to little bloody bits. Actually, maybe the world might be slightly better place. We’d tell him to rot in hell, the despicable greedy cockbreathed cunt, but Satan doesn’t deserve his fucking ilk tainting the place. If Peter Chernin could fuck your little baby up the ass for money for Rupert Murdoch, you can bet your last dollar he would -- before he snatches it from you.
We think that's a significant risk.
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