Morons of the Month - March 2011

Yes, Tubbo, you're winning the award again.  But, this month, we have two complete jackasses to honor.  But, we will take them one moron at a time.

Michael Moore?  He has a bottomless pit of stupidity which masquerades as clever satire.  It's pretty much no longer a secret that his documentaries are stilted and rarely based on complete facts.  There are countless websites and blogs devoted to poking holes in every alleged truth that comes out of his mouth.

Last week, however, he even topped himself for sheer hypocrisy.  Check out this quote that rolled out of his twelve chins for all of us to hear.  He's talking about those Americans he hates---the horrible rich.

“They’re sitting on the money, they’re using it for their own — they’re putting it someplace else with no interest in helping you with your life, with that money. We’ve allowed them to take that. That’s not theirs, that’s a national resource, that’s ours. We all have this — we all benefit from this or we all suffer as a result of not having it.”

Say what, Knucklehead?

It remains constantly amazing to me that Michael Moore, while constantly chanpioning for the "little" guy, is hardly little himself.  Okay, I'm not making the obvious weight joke here, although he and that ugly can of Crisco he's married to, must be singlehandedly keeping McDonald's solvent.  No, I'm talking about the fact that Michael Moore is just as much a fan of amassing the big bucks as anybody else.

How do I know this?

Well, it appears that Fatso has filed a 2.7 million dollar lawsuit against producers Harvey and Bob Weinstein for stiffing him on some profits from that mess of a documentary 'Fahrenheit 911." 

Hmmmm.  Moore already made 2o million dollars on this deal, but is seeking almost three million more.

Hey, Lardass, how much better can you eat every day for that extra dough?  Okay, with your diet, maybe that's not a fair question.  But, still.  In my humble opinion, "Capitalism: A Love Song" needs an extra chapter tacked onto the ending.  One that is all about you, Michael Moore.

One March Moron down, one more to go.

Yep, it's that class act, actor Samuel L. Jackson who has never met a bad movie that he couldn't appear in.  Ever since the grossly overrated dribble called "Pulp Fiction,"  we have been stuck with this "mo-fo" in one piece of shit after enough.  Another one of those actors whose main acting choice is to raise his voice as loud as possible.

If that doesn't make him enough of a jerk, try this on for size.

Apparently, Jackson was very vocal last week after the Oscars.  He didn't see enough Black guys on the stage.  Where were the presenters?  Where were the nominees?

Hey, Shit for Brains, where were the decent Black male movies in 2010?  And please don't consider anything by Tyler Perry. 

Yeah, I thought so.

What the hell is the bitch here?  I saw plenty of Black women on the Academy Award stage.  Halle Berry got there, so she obviously didn't have one of her patented "fender benders" on the way to the Kodak.  Oprah took our collective breath away when she entered the proceedings.  Gee, she'll go anywhere if the buffet includes food that is bacon-wrapped.  Mo'Nique should have been there to give away the Best Supporting Actor award since she won the female equivalent of it last year.  Except she couldn't be bothered.  And, of course, that old pearly-voiced boozehound, Lena Horne, got the most attention during the death roll call. 

So, Mr. Mo-fo, none of that counts?  What?  It's not a party unless Martin Lawrence is there??

I am sick to death of the race card being played over and over and over.  Isn't it totally frayed at the corners yet?  As long as morons like Samuel L. Jackson insist on making mountains out of ant hills, we will get trumped by this every day and in every way.

Shaddap already!

And, by the way, you need some better T-shirts, Stupid.

Dinner last night:  Frittata with proscuitto, cheese, and tomatoes.