Asshole Assange doesn't seem to lack for visitors, or photo ops.
The monkeys at the Ecuador Embassy probably groom his hair like chimps, and eat the bugs they find.
Julian's latest publicity spit that the media is licking up, is to meet with hypocrite Rev. Jesse Jackson, the wall-eyed con-man who has played the race card to become a millionaire celebrity.
Three years living the good life in the Embassy. He gets visitors. He gets photographers. It truly is SANCTUARY.
Money? He's got loads of it, because like all good Internet conmen, he found ways of making it pay off. While the average moron thinks that torrent owners, forum owners and even YOUTUBE posters are "sharing" out of the goodness of their hearts, the truth is they all make money.
Assange probably has ladies delivered to him by the greasy four-foot tall simian-faced gnomes who run the Ecuadorian Embassy. He looks deliriously happy while spouting his rhetoric for his inane paranoid fans. Oooh, they're out to get me. Oooh, they could have drones try to kill me. Oooh, I am SUCH a fucking martyr!
Too bad asshole Assange didn't enrage the Muslims. The cowardly low-IQ banana-eaters from Ecuador would never have given him shelter, or risked a bomb landing on their thick skulls.
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