|"Okay, last question. Yes, you in the back....no, Mustard Gas is not a suitable replacement condiment for a ham sandwich. Hey, wait a frikkin' minute...what the f...hey, are you Jewish!?"|
Saturday, June 29, 2013
Wednesday, June 26, 2013
|"We're the Food Network and we...uh...hey...did anyone tell Paula to get the hell out of here? No? Well, she's sitting right behind the big, bl.....whoa!! I mean, the bald guy with the glasses. What? I can't say bald now???"|
Last week we were informed that the Food Network will not be renewing the contract of one of its most popular chefs, Paula Deen, when it expires at the end of the month.
What did she do, you might ask? Did she use abusive language to her bosses? Was she not pulling in satisfactory ratings? Did she serve red wine with fish? Did she spit in the grits fritters?
Seriously, how do you not know? Do you live under a rock? Or do you pay attention to real, important news like, oh, say, the civil war in Syria, drone strikes on innocent civilians, or
Well, if so, you have my admiration. You have what's in short supply in Hollywood: a brain.
|"Michael Jackson was black!!??|
Well, hesh my mouth!!!"
|Seriously, she could cook cheese on a shoe |
and I'd still put her show on.
Apparently, the eatery was a cesspool of hate and racial hatred. The plaintiff insists that Paula used said word and employed racially insensitive jokes on a number of occasions. Also, Paula evidently said...that word...when she was held up during a bank robbery.
|But, will the Food Network get hacked off |
if you give the finger to a dying kid twice?
Whether or not Paula said such things is beside the point. She's admitted that she has. I join with those who detest such language. It was wrong.
However, she has issued what-to me, anyway-sounded like heartfelt apologies asking for forgiveness. Sounds reasonable, especially since we've all said (or even done) some things which wouldn't stand up well in the light of day. Hell, I've even said midget when I meant to say dwarf. And goodness knows, Chaz Bono would probably beat the crap out of me if I ever met her...him...it.
See? I did it again.
So, should an apology just wipe away what she said? Of course not. If there is a price to be paid, it should be in the court of public opinion.
|"Hey, you can even call Sarah Palin's kid |
retarded and you're good to go!"
But, should she have have been canned for it? Of course not. The fact that her network felt no loyalty to her is evident. They caved in to political correctness, pure and simple.
I won't get into the fact that PLENTY of people, particularly black and white rappers, use the exact same word. But, two wrongs don't make a right and all that.
|"Let he who is without sin cast the first stone. |
Well, what do you frikkin' Jews know, anyway?"
NOTE: I am not an Anti-Semite
No, Paula Deen should not have been fired for something she said.
But, I did have a problem with her incessant use of the term y'all nearly all...the...damn...time.
That really got on my nerves.
As a white dude, should I be pissed off about this?
We return you now to important news:
Like....Anthony Weiner continues to stick it out as the Democratic nominee for Mayor of New York City.
|Weiner has staying power|
Saturday, June 22, 2013
Thursday, June 20, 2013
Saturday, June 15, 2013
|When I Googled 'platypi,' this is what I got. |
And, apparently, shenanigans.
|Course, I also got this. |
I think both shots involved crotches.
|Wrong Pluto. |
|"No, no, here I am! I so too am a planet!!!|
|Coulda been worse. Coulda been Uranus. |
Rings around Uranus.
Shoulda wiped better.
One of my favorite shots has to be that which I took with the Eiffel Tower in the background and I commented on this to Valerie. She asked that I post said picture. On the other hand, she may have just been being polite. And is currently researching what it takes to draft up a restraining order on Blogger.
So, at the risk of reposting something which you've already seen, please allow me to once more post "Paris-The City of Love."
While our ship was anchored in Marseilles, France (seriously, did you think I meant Marseilles, Illinois?), a group of friends and I decided to take a train to Paris (also in France) to take in the sights, see the Mona Lisa, and eat some cheese (I may have mentioned this once or twice).
While waiting for the tour to Napoleon's Tomb (rumor has it that he's dead), we decided to stroll about the city while affecting German accents (strangely, this didn't go over all that well. It's like those French people have zero sense of humor).
During our stroll, we happened to see the Eiffel Tower (golly, you know, you just can't miss that thing. It's like the French Oprah). I thought it would be cool to get a shot of me tying my shoe with it in the background (why? I have no frikkin' clue. But, I think Valerie understands).
So, I did (which you may have gathered from the picture above).
What you don't know......
See that dog behind me, to the right?
|"And I'm not talking |
Kibbles and Bits, baby"
Luckily, I managed to shake myself free.
After I licked him.
Hmm, come to think of it, Valerie's not so quirky, after all.