Showing posts with label Hypocrisy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Hypocrisy. Show all posts

Saturday, August 29, 2009

Sheryl Weinstein and Bernie Madoff...Madoff's Other Secret!!

Friday night after work I watched Greta Van Susteren.

You heard me right. I watched Greta…on FOX News. Don’t get in a hissy fit. I am not having a mental melt down…

Our TV remote is broken and I was too damn lazy to manually switch the channel…once again.

Ol’ Facelift Greta had an “author” on as a guest. The name of the author? Sheryl Weinstein…

I know…“who the hell is she?”, you ask.


Sheryl “Jeebus Christ I’m Ugly Inside and Out” Weinstein was Bernie Madoff’s mistress.

Anyone? Anyone? Remember Bernie Madoff…The guy who absconded with billions of other peoples money, ruined their lives, and is now serving the rest of his sad, sorry life in prison.

Yes, Bernie Madoff was a complete and utter asshole, prick, criminal, and fiduciary fucktard. However…

So is this Weinstein chick. She has written a book titled, “Madoff’s Other Secret”.

Give me…a fucking…break, tootsie.

Hey Sheryl, I realize that you lost everything because of him, but there was a time when you were gladly accepting his nightly deposits into your lady wallet.

He was cheating on his wife and you were cheating on your husband with him.

I understand that you were “having trouble in your marriage” because your husband had ADD (that’s a lame, yet new excuse), but I think that your hubby had ADD when he married you…‘cause man….you’re one fugly bitch…inside and out.

Holy Cow. For someone who was smart enough to bilk billions out of people, Madoff had a God-Awful choice in mistresses.

Listen honey, I understand that you are trying to recoup your losses, but outing yourself as a cheating bitch may not be the way to go…especially when you are doing it on the back and the cum stain of someone you cheated with and allegedly hate.

How deeply did you hate Madoff when you were screwing him and enjoying his money? Uh-Huh…

Go to Hell, Sheryl Weinstein, and while you’re there, suck Madoff’s dick…again.

Cheers!!

Wednesday, July 29, 2009

Michael Vick: PETA Can Suck My Cock…or Rooster, or Falcon, If That Would Make Them Feel Better

Michael Vick, the former Quarterback of the Atlanta Falcons is trying to find a job…a job that he is, if he gets himself back into shape after a long layoff, eminently qualified.

As a Quarterback, he is not the greatest of All-Time, but he is dynamic, exciting, and he has made and probably could still make some football magic happen.

Alas, he got involved in a utterly horrible situation that involved dog fighting…a situation that involved betting, Auschwitz-Type treatment of dogs, and no concern for anything but himself.

It was not good.


However, Vick has served his twenty-three months in prison. He has lost everything.

He wants a chance to recoup some of his lost finances and dignity by playing once again in the National Football League.

The NFL, thanks to Commissioner Roger Goodell, seems to want to allow this to happen.


However, a certain group, close to my soul, but not in a good way, wants to prevent this.

Of what group do I speak? PETA!! People For The Ethical Treatment of Animals!! They can suck it…and, for a couple of different reasons.

PETA, in spite of Vick spending nearly two years in prison, losing millions of dollars and his reputation, want him to undergo psychological testing prior to being reinstated. WTF?

I heard some turkey necked, pigeon-headed motherfucker from PETA say on the Ed Show on MSNBC last night that Vick needs to be tested, and may even need some type of “brain scan”. Ha. I checked…it is the official position of PETA.

Here is a group of well-intentioned but slug nutty morons wanting some kind of Vulcan Mind-Meld done on a free man. They can bite my kippers, suck my snake, and lick my oysters. It’s Bullshit.

I’ll tell ya…


If Vick was a man (or woman) found guilty of this, and was trying to get his/her job back as a meter reader, fast food worker, or plumber, there would be no official statement from PETA. They wouldn’t care.

And why is that?

Because drawing attention to those types of folks doesn’t raise money.

However, if Vick is reinstated to play football and hitches up with a team, PETA can boycott and demonstrate in front of at least 16 well attended events a year, some of which may be nationally televised.

Listen folks, I believe in redemption. I believe in a second chance. I believe in the moral of the story of Job. Vick has done his time.

The only thing that PETA believes, is that people are vessels placed on Earth in order to hurt dogs, baby seals, and Sea Kittens.

Well there is one other thing in which they believe…

They secretly do want Vick reinstated because if he is, they can protest him for 16 weeks every football season and raise some serious cash.

I find this not only funny, but ironic. You see, PETA needs to raise cash in order to continue, but from whom will they raise that cash?


Sand Dollars...?

Nope, from the creatures they hate the most…humans. Ironic, no?

Cheers!!


Addendum: Tomorrow I will respond to Kat's comment from yesterday that said I Christian bash too often. Please join me, The Almighty, Jeebus, and our Special Guest, Micah for that one. Amen.

Sunday, July 27, 2008

Sunday Morning Church Disservice: Out of My Way, I'm a Christian, Dammit!!

It’s a hot, hazy Sunday in Bagwine, Ohio today.

But…I am actually rested up from my “week off” and ready to get back to being myself.

I have to work all day today, but before I go, I have an actual sermon for all of us…Specifically, for all of us “Christians” in the audience.

Something hit me last night at about 9:15 P.M., in between my 14th beer and my second pint of Wild Irish Rose…

Christians, suck.

Now hold on Nellie, not true Christians, but those who profess to be Christians.

I laugh at some of these charlatans such as Rod Parsley, Paul Crouch, Joyce Meyer, and Benny Hinn, but far more dangerous is the hypocrisy that lies within our family, our neighbors, ourselves.

Far too often of late, I have been called a “fucking asshole”, a “jerk”, and a whatever body part one might like up his or her ass…

Typically, I don’t mind these aspersions…in fact, I usually find them funny. But these are words coming from self-professed “Christians”.

I do not proclaim to be anything other than an imperfect being. I make fun of myself on a regular basis…sometimes to a fault.

Why in this day is there a proliferation of people that claim to be Jeebus personified and whine that they are being persecuted?

People who claim to want to help others and yet complain about how their money is wasted on the less fortunate.

People who want eternal salvation for all, but demand a price from others here on Earth.

People who judge others while refusing to look in the mirror…

I have often taken shots at the Little Baby Jeebus, but religion aside, his message is something that everyone should agree upon.

The Golden Rule, The Sermon on the Mount, the sending back of the veal cutlet because it was under done and over priced…

I also like Lao-Tzu, the founder of Taoism. Both LT and JC were wise. No matter your religious bent or not, both ideologies are sound…They were not radicals.

Unless of course, being nice to people is a radical idea.

Amen, and Amen…

And now, our Sunday Serenade...a poem from the late, great, Dad of Matt-Man. From 30 years ago, an illustration of the height of Christian hypocrisy…


Reflections On Northern Ireland

What Christians, we,
on Sunday morn,
who to Christ
lip service give.

In song, in prayer,
we hear His words,
and touch the Book
that holds His Rule.

With wine and bread
we are all fed;
we hail the Cross
to be the Grail.

But darkness comes,
and in His name,
each side is led.

And Christ again
is crucified,
beside the wounded
and the dead.

©1981 JJM


Cheers!!

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