In light of FoleyMania, did the moonbats who think the “World Can’t Wait (though this is our fourth rally)” bother to dump our old friend Scott Ritter from its roster of outraged speakers?
Update: Moonbat actor Mark Ruffalo talks about the people behind “World Can’t Wait:”
None of us really share the same political beliefs, other than that we don’t want a theocracy.
Someone either needs to brush up on acting his age, or needs to stop visiting Lacuna, Inc.
Why was little Scotty scratched? He seems to fit right in with these people.
Must be the dollar menu at McDonald’s that kept him away…
I don’t know if he was scratched, but click on his name to discover why I’m interested.
She’s just 16 years old, leave her alone they say….Good old Benny Mardones. Why did the cops let Ritter go the first time he was caught?
Quick note to the World Can’t Wait organizers: Actually, the world can wait. Seriously, guys, most of you will still be in college when Giuliani takes the Oath of Office.
Also, to all of you men who are part of WCW (not the wrestling league, but even dumber), let me say one thing: I forgive you. No, I know, you joined just so you could bang pseudo-intellectual college hotties. It’s way easier than being a disc jockey at a college radio station, and it’s way better than hanging out at Margaret Atwood book signings.
And to the ladies of the WCW, one thing: Sylvia Plath sucks. No, I mean, The Bell Jar is by far the worst book I ever read, and I’ve read both the Koran and The Celestine Prophecy. I never thought I’d ever cheer on a suicide attempt, but after all the whining about how awful it was that God made her pretty I was ready to draw the bath and plug in the toaster myself. And those poems? The Sow? Pure shite. Ted Hughes could write circles around her. I really hope at least once in their marriage he dirty Sanchezed her and then told her to go fix breakfast while he smoked a cigarette in bed and watched the rest of the porno tape.
Anyway, Bush has about 26 more months, so just drop the self-important pretense to your stupid rallies and have drunken orgies instead. Sylvie would’ve wanted it that way.
I dunno… it wasn’t that difficult to be college DJ. Much easier than doing the meet-and-greet of Jesse Jackson at the airport in ‘87. (And no, I wasn’t a lefty then; it was purely functionary.)
I’m a little worried that the last post didn’t quite drive home the point about how useless but nauseatingly self-important these douchebags are. So, let me take one more crack at it:
Translation: play hookey and smoke weed in public without fear of arrest. Oh, the humanity!
Ooh! Emergency gatherings. This is different from the normal syncophatic chant-fests how? Ah, yes, the idle screaming has a new sense of urgency to it. And how did this action work out anyway? Oh…uh…yeah…the bill past without serious opposition (and by “without serious opposition” I mean only Democrats voted against it).
Oh, yeah, that must’ve been an agonizing decision: “Well, jeez, I’m an actor. Would it be okay for me to bloviate in support of a cause celebre? Do you think open liberalism might hurt my career? And for that matter, do you think French idioms come off as snobbish?”
To the brave actors standing up for what each and everyone of them believes anyway, I offer my adulation.
I certainly wasn’t trying to imply that being a college dj is difficult. If you can pronounce the word “um” clearly, you’re in. It’s just the commitment to show up at regular times that’s a drag, like it’s a fuckin’ class or something. And God forbid you have to work morning drivetime.
Saturday mornings are worse. Evenings are much better. I do think you are conveying how nauseatingly self-important these douchebags are, whereas I was enjoying their complete lack of irony and perspective. But further efforts are always encouraged!
I hate to say this, Mark, but it’s not that nobody can hear you, it’s just that most adults just don’t pay attention to idiots.
Here’s my favorite exchange:
This stupid bastard thinks it’s dangerous to speak out against Bush. Hell, it’s dangerous (to your career at least), NOT to speak out against Bush in Hollywood.
Well, of course he’s scared. He can’t think himself brave for speaking out unless he thinks that there’s some risk involved. All of the anti’s are that way, which is to say incredibly vain and self-righteous. For people who hate Christianity, they sure do love martyrdom.
That’s why I like hangin’ with this dude, man, ‘cause that’s like some heavy shit, ya’ know? Like Mr. Hand would be trippin’ on that!