But as the wise Schmidlap said, "[h]owever, there are flavors of stupid out there that are anything but funny. They are dangerous, hateful, vile, and destructive. A cute picture and caption doesn't cut it as a response."
Here is such a case that reeks with repulsiveness, courtesy of Nancy Michalica of Clarendon Hills, Illinois.
Mel: Big deal. Madonna: Who cares?
Why is it that so many are so concerned with the comments a drunken movie star makes while Madonna prances around the world wearing a crown of thorns perched upon a mirrored cross and no one bats an eye? Go figure.
For starters, Nancy, Madonna has received significant public criticism for her routine (otherwise, how would a brain wizard like you have heard about it?)
But Nancy, if you can't tell the difference between a miserable miscreant spewing soul-poisoning hatred and a PERFORMER singing a song while (perhaps tastelessly to some) trying to draw attention to the AIDS epidemic, you really shouldn't be living among decent people.
I also don't recall Madonna abusing the police and endangering innocent people by driving 85 mph while impaired in a residential area. Nancy, wake up and get a clue. No, skip that. Forget the clue, just go straight to hell--via Schmidlap's woodchipper:.
of you have sat, and perhaps thought, with us!
2 comments:
I'm looking for a screen shot from Fargo, the scene where that big dude is stuffing Steve Buscemi into the chipper. I haven't been able to find a big, clear one yet.
If you find one, let me know - I'll add it to the Go jump in a woodchipper, Mr. President post.
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