Viley Virus - Savior of the Hunky Homeless

What, aside from the Kardashians sitting in the front row, and honors for BEYONCE (accompanied by the glorious Jay-Z and their wonderful baby dollop BLUE), did this year's bullshit MTV awards give us?

It gave us the chance to revere the reborn, better-than-ever, Saint Viley.

Yes, all through social media and the twit gossip sites, everyone's cheering VILEY VIRUS for sending a "homeless man" up on stage to get a meaningless award on her behalf.

You notice, she didn't pick your typical down-and-out bum...your typical drunken loser...your typical black asshole mumbling "spare change, spare change" with a threat to follow you till you give him money. She didn't pick one of the ranting crackheads overdosing on the MOLLY that Viley Virus always sings about.

It was some adorable long-haired hippie guy who cleaned up very well...

Excuse me for not being all that sympathetic...but in an age when Henry Rollins and Rush Limbaugh can sneer at Robin Williams for killing himself...I think I might be allowed to say "FUCK YOU" to THAT guy and VILEY.

Homeless? For how long, and why?

Would it surprise you to learn the truth about the Duuuuuuuuuuude that Viley chose? The Duuuuuuuuude named, of course, JESSE? JESSE the DUDE said:

"I am accepting this award on behalf of the 1.6 million runaways and homeless youth in the United States who are starving and lost and scared for their lives...I know, because I am one of those people."

Aw, duuuuuuuuuuude. I feeeeel for yewwwwwwwwww.

You're homeless because you're an asshole who ran away from home. Who wanted to do drugs. Who didn't have the brains to stay in school. Who thought it was KEWL to go crash at friends' homes and then camp out and have a Big Adventure...which turned into something you couldn't handle? FUCK YOU.

Viley naturally picked JESSE THE DUUUUUUUUUDE rather than yank an alkie out of an alley, get some old Nigga with no teeth, or try and catch a fat redneck crazy bitch who spends her time telling guys, "Give me money OR ELSE I'LL GIVE YOU A BLOW JOB."

There are some people who have suddenly had hard luck in this shitty world...they lose a job, can't get another, and living from paycheck to paycheck...suddenly get evicted. They are literally homeless. BUT...they have the brains, the resources, the skills...to use social services, to talk their way into getting help, and if they have to live somewhere crappy before they can get back to where they once were...they do it.

The majority of these homeless people are homeless for a good reason...they are fuck-ups. However they fucked up, they aren't doing much to improve their lot, except annoying everybody, stinking up the streets, and using the money they get to fuck themselves up even more. We have over-population. We have limited resources. That's not gonna change because some androgyne invited some guy on stage at an awards show.

The repulsive thing is that just as the Muslim maniacs need religion...the Christians need a VILEY VIRUS. It's all about worship. It's all about the false idol. The Muslims are disgusting for doing it with an imaginary friend...and using this imaginary friend as an excuse for murder. The Christians (and failed Buddhists, and atheists, and agnostics, and Jews, etc.) go find a CELEBRITY to worship. Just as disgusting as the Muslims, these brain-washed morons insist their IDOL can DO NO WRONG.

All over social media I'm reading "Oh, you go girl," and "Miley is WONDERFUL!" and "Thank You Saint Miley, You really CARE ABOUT PEOPLE."

Nevermind the thousands who OD'd on Molly because of her. The thousands of girls who've gone off twerking and fucking with total strangers and ending up with a baby that'll be homeless on the street in a dozen years. Forget about the bad message she's sent to millions of teenagers who've wasted Mum and Dad's money on Viley perfume and Viley t-shirts and overpriced tickets to Viley shows. How do you get homeless? Have a teenager who bankrupts you by making you buy VILEY VIRUS shit.

This is almost as hokey as the "ice bucket challenge" crap...where self-centered "stars" giggle and roar and squeal as they briefly douse themselves and parade around to get publicity. "Oh, but it's for a good cause...it's raised money for ALS..." Rich people who have all the publicity in the world...want more? And we're supposed to cheer them and fawn on them, and get down on our knees and call them SAINTS?

Christ.

ARE WE HAVING FUN YET???