I read this hysterical gubernatorial exclamation from Vermont’s Democratic governor, Peter Shumlin, in response to the putative Russian “hacking” of that state’s electrical grid…
Vermonters and all Americans should be both alarmed and outraged that one of the world’s leading thugs, Vladimir Putin, has been attempting to hack our electric grid, which we rely upon to support our quality-of-life, economy, health, and safety. This episode should highlight the urgent need for our federal government to vigorously pursue and put an end to this sort of Russian meddling.
…and nodded knowingly.
Any male American political leader who uses the label “thug” to describe Vladimir Putin betrays an utter cowering sense of pu$$yhood.
I have never heard of Shumlin (even though I was in Vermont a couple of weeks in October), so I did what anybody does when confronted with such faceless noxious laments. I Bing searched his images. I was struck by something upon seeing his face, thanks to the fact I’m old enough to remember, having lived in California all my life.
I bring you the New England cuck, and the California, hippy cuck, Tom Hayden.
I can’t explain it.
Perhaps the enlarged nasal passageways engorge the brain with toxic, mind-altering levels of O2 which leads to misplaced paranoia and a distorted sense of danger’s arrow.
Granted, I’m not the biggest “in-the-know” guy when it comes to matters of Hollywood celebrityhood.
I work in the “Industry” but frankly I don’t give a flying crap about what goes on in showbiz. It is populated by mostly vapid, brainless, egotistical chattering jaws who presume to know what is best for the public simply because they’ve been in a few forgettable movies. I don’t care about their self-important lives that are forcefully paraded across the cultural screen and I don’t know who 95% of them are if pointed out here on the streets of Los Angeles.
I had no idea who this douchebag is. I read his IMDB history and I still don’t.
With that list of movies “gracing” his screen appearances, one cannot help but feel somnolently underwhelmed.
While in Chicago Shannon also kept busy in front of movie and television cameras, most notably in the big screen project Chicago Cab (1997), based on the long-running stage play “Hellcab”. Kangaroo Jack (2003) marked the third Jerry Bruckheimer production in which Shannon has appeared. He also appeared in Bad Boys II (2003), directed by Michael Bay and starring Will Smith and Martin Lawrence, and in Grand Theft Parsons (2003), with Johnny Knoxville and Christina Applegate.
In addition, Shannon appeared in Pearl Harbor (2001), also directed by Bay. His other film credits also include Curtis Hanson’s 8 Mile (2002); Cameron Crowe’s Vanilla Sky (2001) with Tom Cruise; Carl Franklin’s High Crimes (2002) with Morgan Freeman; John Waters’ Cecil B. DeMented (2000), and Joel Schumacher’s war drama Tigerland (2000).
Michael Shannon’s crackpot political commentary is much more stirring than his cinematic roles. Let’s face it. From a month ago. Not sure how I missed it. Oh wait, this is Michael Shannon…that’s how I missed it.
Michael Shannon may be on a press tour promoting his new movie Nocturnal Animals, but he’s also on the warpath, spewing harsh words at President-elect Donald Trump and any of the 60.9 million Americans who voted for him in the presidential election. And his feedback is getting pretty intense. Earlier this week he suggested that people supporting “the Orange Man” form their own country called “the United States of Moronic Fucking Assholes,” and in a new interview with Metro News, he’s sounding off again.
After suggesting that a civil war would be the only way to prevent Trump from assuming the highest office in the land, Shannon asserts that if you feel okay about supporting his presidency, it’s probably time for you to just die already. “There’s a lot of old people who need to realize they’ve had a nice life, and it’s time for them to move on,” Shannon said. “Because they’re the ones who go out and vote for these assholes. If you look at the young people, between 18 and 25, if it was up to them, Hillary would have been president. No offense to the seniors out there. My mom’s a senior citizen. But if you’re voting for Trump, it’s time for the urn.” And if your parents voted for Trump? “Fuck ’em. You’re an orphan now. Don’t go home. Don’t go home for Thanksgiving or Christmas. Don’t talk to them at all. Silence speaks volumes.” Despite being from the red state of Kentucky, Shannon says that no one in his immediate family “would ever remotely consider voting for Trump.” So, it sounds like no one around his holiday hearth will have to sit frozen in terror as he stares them down with his severely threatening gaze.
Most amusing to witness in the year 2016 is how creative anti-Trump dweebs can be when it comes to wishing all manners of physical harm on Trump supporters.
The vitriol never ends for these people. Maybe Michael Shannon should concentrate instead on his big screen acting “career.”
This photo is slowly making the rounds and possibly widening its circle of hilarity.
It was snapped by photographer Mike Smith at Mohonk Mountain House, a resort catering to the 1%, about 75 miles north of NYC.
A fitting joint for Hillary, near-miss President of the People, to squander her dashed Oval Office aspirations forlornly while she maneuvers through her troublesome cell phone over a breakfast that likely costs what a blue collar worker from Kentucky makes in several hours of drudgery.
Hillary at breakfast this morning at Mohonk Mountain House, upstate New York. Photo by my former NYT colleague Mike Smith. pic.twitter.com/yyrVQT43vt
Universal Pictures released one of those talking-animal movies last week which we normally associate with Disney.
“Sing” is a computer-animated story about anthropomorphized gorillas who seem to share “traits and features” we associate with a certain group but which we never explicitly spell out, for to do so relegates you to racist in today’s touchy, sensitive racial climate.
Those protesting the implied racism of the movie are guilty of racism themselves for their blatant assumption that incarcerated gorillas with absent fathers is inherently racist, is it not? Even if they don’t openly say it…this is behavior we associate with Blacks. But don’t say that because you are now a RACIST.
Sing, Universal Pictures’ 3D computer-animated music comedy film which was released in theaters last week, is being accused of perpetuating racial stereotypes because the film’s plot line includes gorillas who are sent to prison for criminal activity.
One of the protagonists, Johnny, is a gorilla who aspires to be a hip-hop singer but is burdened by his father, who at one point in the film is in prison for running a gang, according to Heatstreet.
Seeking to pursue his dream of making it as a musician, Johnny betrays his father by abandoning him during a robbery, leading to his dad’s incarceration.
Having gorillas engaged in criminal behavior and becoming hip hop singers crossed the line for some people, who accuse the film in trading in classic, racist tropes.
‘Sing looks like a cute movie but I can’t get past the fact that the gorillas are gang members in jail,’ one Twitter user wrote.
At what point do negative stereotypes become “racist?” Is truth not a defense? I certainly believe that if negative racial stereotypes are true (and usually they are), they should escape all condemnation and instead be used as a guide for the targeted group to clean up its act.
Universal Pictures are such big bad racists for using gorillas as ghetto thug proxies. But are they? They are merely feeding off an archetype that is unavoidably implanted in our collective experience for a reason.
Sigh. What happened to the good old days when psychopathic gorillas merely scaled skyscrapers in the pursuit of defacing fair White maidens?
As a private business, it is, and should be, your unqualified right to serve who you deem fit to serve. And this implies that you reserve the right to refuse service to those who do not. The ramifications of your business decisions either reward or punish your business success; this is the “check” that dictates and limits political statement on the part of business owners.
A Hawaii restaurant has reportedly posted a sign alerting supporters of President-elect Donald Trump that they aren’t welcome. Café 8½ in downtown Honolulu boasts a handwritten note on its front glass door that reads, “If you voted for Trump you cannot eat here! No Nazis,” Fox News reported Tuesday. The cafe was reportedly founded by Robert Warner, a former hair stylist and Seattle restaurateur, along with his wife Jali.
Turns out the sign is just more hysterical left-wing bluster of the type that has insidiously procreated in the wake of Donald Trump’s election. The sign, we are reminded by the passive-aggressive owners, is merely a statement and not intended to reflect store policy.
Jali said the restaurant doesn’t actually refuse service to Mr. Trump’s supporters, and she insisted they don’t “put anything different” in the food ordered by his supporters. “Robert just wants to express how much he doesn’t like Trump,” she told Fox. “If people take it personally or it hurts them, we cannot help. That’s why we say they have [a] choice if they want to come or not come. We don’t force them.”
So they don’t really refuse service. Psyche!
Café 8½ must have contended with the pragmatic consideration that such a “ban” is hypocritical and impossible to police.
As one wise Yelp user wrote, “How soon we forget the wrath a bakery in the mainland faced for not wanting to service homosexuals. I always thought liberals were all encompassing and conservatives discriminating. This restaurant is an example of reverse discrimination or hypocritical discrimination.”
I guarantee you one thing: if this restaurant instead made a statement which “symbolically” refused service to homosexuals, the uproar at such a sign as a mere expression of belief would be deafening.