>Just For Giggles

>If the elections were held today, who would win the GOP nomination?

None.
I giggle ‘cuz it’s true.

>The Daily Patti: ‘Don’t Cry For Me Argentina!’

>And, last, but most certainly not least, the song that most people think of when they think of La LuPone. And tomorrow, she’ll be singing just[?] for me!

>I Didn’t Say It……..

>Peter Fonda, on how the president is “a fucking traitor” for his handling of the BP oil spill:

“I’m training my grandchildren to use long-range rifles. For what purpose? Well, I’m not going to say the words ‘Barack Obama’, but….it’s more of a thought process than an actuality, but we are heading for a major conflict between the haves and the have nots. I came here many years ago with a biker movie and we stopped a war. Now, it’s about starting the world. I prefer to not to use the words, ‘let’s stop something’. I prefer to say, ‘let’s start something, let’s start the world’.”

Wow.
Um, yeah, that whole linking of arming grandchildren to shoot and president Obama, sounds a little threatening, dontcha think, Pete?
I agree that the gulf between the rich and everyone else is goring ever wider, but arming anyone is not the solution.
Put the teabags away and take a nap, Pete.

Michelle Obama, slyly, maybe, mentioning to gay families in speech to graduates at West Point:

“I ask you to remember that family has always been a centerpiece of our American story. No matter how you’ve grown up, no matter how you define family, all of you have someone in your life who believed in you and pushed you.”

No matter how you define family.
Two parents, mommie and daddy.
One parent, mommie or daddy.
Two parents, mommie and mom, or daddy and dad.
It shouldn’t make a difference how your family looks, all that matters is that they love you and nurture you and help you through life.
You go, Michelle.

Linda Harvey, of the Southern Poverty Law Center-certified hate group, Mission America, claiming that GLSEN [Gay, Lesbian and Straight Education Network] advocates for….wait for it….pedophilia:

“GLSEN poses as a ‘gay rights’ and ‘anti-bullying’ group for youth, going to bat for them on issues like discrimination. But GLSEN is actually a threat to children, unless parents don’t care about their kids being drawn into early deviant sexual activity, or learning to approve of sinful, God-defying behaviors without the parents’ knowledge. To put it bluntly, when you think GLSEN, think ‘children and bodily fluids.’ Yes, it’s that bad. Behind GLSEN’s window-dressing rhetoric about safe schools, bigotry, ‘homophobia’, oppression, and concerns about harassment, lies the reality: advocacy of actual homosexual sex, sometimes implicit, sometimes very explicit, even for young kids. And sometimes it’s with adults.”

So this ‘education network’ which seeks to help all kids understand what it means to be gay, and to grow up accepting and tolerant and understanding of people with different orientations and gender identities, is actually a front for pedophiles?
Linda, you need to get a large spoon and dig your head out of your ass.
You cannot advocate sex. Sex is; homosexual or heterosexual. It is. Unless you think that other groups advocate for heterosexual sex?
And GLSEN has nothing to do with pedophilia.
Seriously, get that spoon and start digging.

Charles Barkley, on gay players in the NBA:

“First of all, every player has played with gay guys. It bothers me when I hear these reporters and jocks get on TV and say: ‘Oh, no guy can come out in a team sport. These guys would go crazy.’ First of all, quit telling me what I think. I’d rather have a gay guy who can play than a straight guy who can’t play.”

Nice to hear another POV from a professional athlete.
Nicer than Kobe Bryant and Joakim Noah, with their faggot comments.
It shouldn’t matter anywhere, at work, at play, what your sexual orientation might be. It should only matter that you can do the job, or play the game.

Veteran NYC sports radio announcer Jared Max, coming out on his radio show:

“Are we ready to have our sports information delivered by someone who is gay? We’re going to find out. Because for the last 16 years I’ve been living a free life among all my close friends and family. But I’ve been living behind what is a gargantuan size secret in the sports world. I am gay. Yeah, Jared Max, the sports guy with one of the most familiar voices in New York sports isn’t quite like the majority.”

Welcome out, Jared, welcome out.
And you are simply showing the world, as has Don Lemons and Rick Welts and Will Sheridan and Scott Norton–who’ve all come out in recent weeks–that we are all kinds of people, doing all kinds of jobs, and our sexual orientation should make no difference at all.
Naturally, you’ll be receiving the complimentary toaster oven and copy of the Gay Agenda.

Director Lars von Trier, who has been banned by Cannes, for his Hitler remarks:

“I really wanted to be a Jew and then I found out that I was really a Nazi because my family was German….Which also gave me some pleasure…What can I say? I understand Hitler…I think I understand the man, he’s not what you would call a good guy. But I understand much about him. And I sympathize with him a little bit. I’m not for the Second World War. I’m not against Jews. I’m very much for Jews. No not too much, because the Israelis, a pain in the ass…Okay, I’m a Nazi.”

This is a prime example of someone who doesn’t think before he speaks.
I got nothin’ else on this one.
It’s too disturbing……
Naturally, shortly after this vomitous statement, Von Trier apologized: “If I have hurt someone this morning by the words I said at the press conference, I sincerely apologize. I am not antisemitic or racially prejudiced in any way, nor am I a nazi.”
M’kay.

Maggie Gallagher, on The Gay Agenda:

“Surrendering on the legal definition of ‘civil marriage’ is not a prelude to winning any of those other deeper battles. It is a prelude to an ever deeper surrender to the main idea now being propagated: if you believe in the message of Genesis, as repeated by Jesus—that marriage from the beginning has been the union of male and female, husbands and wives called to give themselves to each other and to their children—then you are a bad person. You are like a racist. You should be ashamed and shamed in public. You should, ideally, lose your job.”

Here’s another thing, Mags, Jesus is love. I don’t think he’d want you all, standing up and denigrating an entire group of people in his name.
Sure, you can toss around specific Bible passages that you say bolster your claims, but there are just as many passages that don’t.
If you boil it down to it’s purest form, God is love.
And what you’re doing is not.
See, you can dislike me for being gay, and think your Bible damns me to hell for it, but you cannot use your misunderstanding of the word of God to legislate against me. That is no very Christ-like, is it?

Actor Armie Hammer, on the “weird hype” surrounding his man-on-man kiss with Leonardo DiCaprio in Clint Eastwood’s J Edgar Hoover movie:

“It’s the same kind of thing as if you walk onto a set and they hand you a machine gun and [say], ‘Shoot this like you know what you’re doing’ — you can’t grab that thing and go, ‘uh…’ — you kind of have to go, ‘Okay, I know what I’m doing,’ and you’ve just got to go for it. It wasn’t that weird — I have never kissed a guy — it’s not something I’m going to do in my private life, but at the end of it I was, like, man, there is a lot of weird hype.”

It is kind of odd, because when an actor plays a murderer or a rapist or pedophile or adulterer, the press never seems to assume they are like that in real life.
But play gay, and everyone assumes you’re gay.
And kiss a guy on film and there’s this almost juvenile nervous giggle that permeates every interview, like you’re expected to say that the kiss turned you gay. Or loudly profess your heterosexuality.
That said, the idea of seeing Armie Hammer kissin’ a guy has got me a bit riled up, so to speak.

>Light Posting Ahead

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Carlos and I are off for a weekend in Atlanta, so, except for a few preplanned funny, gossipy, catty, cartoony posts, I won’t be around this weekend. But I will say Hello to Patti LuPone for ya’ll, though.
See ya next week, and play nice!

>Tuxedo Thursday

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“Oh, I give up!”

>Tuxedo Thursday

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“Oh, I give up!”

>The Daily Patti: ‘A Little Priest’

>Patti and George Hearn, in a performance from Sweeney Todd.

>The Daily Patti: ‘A Little Priest’

>Patti and George Hearn, in a performance from Sweeney Todd.

>Our Newest "American Idol"

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Here’s your winner……

Oops. That’s not him, this is him…….

Po-TAY-to. Po-TAH-to.

>Be Gone Oprah

>I don’t know why I did it, but I watched the last three Oprah Shows. Perhaps it was out of fear that this was all some colossal joke and she wasn’t leaving after all, i don’t know. But there I was, watching a DVRd Oprah Finale.

Thank god for the DVR so I could fast forward through the awkward parts; and by awkward, I mean Tom Cruise, who always looks so ill-at-ease whenever he’s being Tom Cruise and not some mortal-man-saving-the-planet.

Awkward.

And Steadman. Oprah even pulled Steadman out of the crate where she keeps him and he gave a speech; a great big rambling incoherent speech which proved he doesn’t really know Oprah at all. The only one who truly knows Oprah is Gayle, and why she chose a fuchsia sausage casing as a dress is beyond me.

But Oprah was Oprah, always commenting on everything that was going on rather than sitting back and enjoying the salute. And repeating everything three or four times. i swear, if you could go back and re-edit all the tapes of the last 25 years and cut out every single time she repeats herself, you probably have about seven years of shows.

And, naturally, whenever she cried, which was often, she gave a look to one of the cameras so we could all feel her emotion.See, Oprah know her audience doesn’t really feel anything until she tells them how to feel.

Then there was the last episode, where Oprah paced about the stage and talked about Oprah and the Oprah Show. Talk about awkward. She even said something about her father’s single sperm making it to her mother’s egg during that one time they had sex under the tree and the result being…….Oprah.

Awkward.

And, except for one brief moment where she reminded us that the Oprah Show wasn’t always about doing better, being better, looking better, spiritual mumbo jumbo, but that it was one of those tacky tabloid shows where DNA tests were mentioned and adulterous husbands were outed, Oprah painted herself as our savior.

Thanks O, but no thanks.

But I think what galled me most was her incessant thanking of ‘us’ for letting her come into our lives and teach us. It made me think that, as my guests left the Cinco de Never party, I should have said, “Thank you for letting me do all of this for you.”

As I’ve always said, the Oprah Show is about Oprah, and nothing else. And now millions of women, and a few men, I’m guessing, will be sitting in front of their TVs every afternoon wondering what they’re gonna do with their days and their lives.

Now, before all you Oprah-nuts come out of the woodwork and rage at me because you have nothing to do now that she’s gone, let me say this simply; Yes, Oprah did good things. She helped people in need. She told us it was okay to read, although some of us, like me, were reading long before Oprah say it was one of her Favorite Things. She gave money to worthy causes and built a school in Africa–though I wondered why she didn’t want to build a “leadership academy’ in, say, Chicago. See, Oprah was always about trying to do better and be better, but seemed to be missing the mark herself.

As someone much wiser than me [Hi Froggy] once said–and I’m paraphrasing: For someone who spends so much time telling people happy, she doesn’t seem very happy.