"Freedom of Speech" - Obama, the London Daily Mail, don't believe in it

What is "Freedom of Speech" today?

It's saying copyright is "copy wrong" and letting everyone "share" movies, music and books.

It's an asshole pervert like Julian Assange deciding HE can steal any documents he wants, invade anyone's privacy, and appoint himself the distributor of papers that could lead to suicide, murder or the start of World War III.

What is NOT "Freedom of Speech," is being able to call Adele a fat pig in a comments section of the London Daily Mail. Where's "Freedom of Speech" when the Grimsby Telegraph refuses to allow even an opinion (that their coverage of David Gest's local arrival is shilling for a no-talent not worth a shilling). How is "comments are moderated" any kind of "Freedom of Speech" when the Fascists in charge don't just guard against rude words, but ANY thoughts they disagree with?

And in the case of Obama, where's "Freedom of Speech" for another world leader? YOU may be too much of a wimp to use the phrase "Islamic terrorist" but you censor someone else from saying so?

The White House made available a speech by President Hollande of France, and deliberately clipped out the phrase "Islamic terrorist."

WHAT? Whether it's our ally, or even an enemy like Putin, how DARE you deny "Freedom of Speech?"

This isn't even some questionable semantic point...whether FUCK, SHIT, or CUNT should be allowed. Obama might not appreciate Putin saying, "I'd fuck the shit out of your wife's cunt." But then again, wouldn't allowing "Freedom of Speech" be preferable? Isn't it better to show how crude the Russian is, and not how much of a censoring Fascist the American is?

OK, all dictionaries tell you FUCK, SHIT and CUNT are "slang" and "offensive" but "Radical" and "Islam" together or not, are NOT.

ISLAMIC TERRORISM.

What kind of terrorism is responsible for the disruption of world commerce and travel, and the increase in fear, and the loss of thousands of innocent lives as well as the rape and torture of others based on profiling of religion or race or gender? It's ISLAMIC TERRORISM, Big O.

And what do I mean by "Big O." I mean BIG OSTRICH.

Obama has been, to put it mildly, a disappointment. That includes the grotesque increase in terror incidents that he addresses with a simmering "we can do better," refusing to even acknowledge the Muslims who are ALWAYS behind it.

That includes the horrifying increase in gun violence, which he impotently mutters is caused by problems in society.

So he tells America and the world to "go about your business" and not let violence be disruptive, and he won't even use certain words, as if that means there's no such thing as "Islamic terrorism" or that there's no point in even saying "gun control" would be a dream come true.

It wouldn't be so bad if the violence in our world was balanced by living well, but Obama can't even say that inflation and unemployment are no longer factors, or that his "Obamacare" has truly given health insurance to the poor.

Medicaid is SHIT. The government won't reimburse doctors for even a reasonable percentage of their fee, so patients can't see their family doctors. In fact, Medicaid patients are deeply restricted to mostly overcrowded clinics in dangerous neighborhoods. That's where Habib and Hummus, fresh out of Dirty Fingernails Medical School in Pakistan, are fumbling around learning how to read the label on an aspirin bottle. Got the flu? Your appointment will be in three weeks.

But you'd think that at least Big O would put the right name on a problem, and not deny Freedom of Speech. Jesus Fucking Christ, shutting your eyes doesn't mean a little girl still has both legs. She doesn't, because of a Muslim cocksucker blowing up the Boston Marathon, Barry. Refusing to say "Islamic terrorist" doesn't fool anyone into thinking a few hundred people were blown apart by Quakers.

Mr. Kristofferson, if you wrote your song today, could you even say "Freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose?"

Katy Perry Wants to Whack a Seniormole

"I'd kick that wino right in his pruney ball sack," says Katy Perry. She's referring to a typical music-thief asshole, Seniormole. "Oh, don't even dignify that drunken deja-poo by name," she says. "They're all ignorant assholes, whether they use devil names like Mephisto or their own idiot names or Banksy-type tags, like Zinfart or Hans Demented."

What bothers creative artists is how jerks who aren't in the music industry THINK they know it all, and consider stealing to be "sharing." Of course they want a pension at their job, expect to suck the government teat, and don't leave their doors unlocked so anyone can "share."

Katy and the gang are demanding changes to DMCA laws.

Probably 90% of all artists HATE MUSIC THIEVES like SENIORMOLE and ZINFART. A few have some Communist utopia vision that "sharing" isn't stealing but these are dumb asses who either have a ton of money already (hello, Radiohead) or are energetic egomaniacs who get their thrill touring, and haven't yet experienced a burnout or overdose.

The only reason more names aren't on petitions is that some are simply afraid of reprisals. They know how easily adoring fans can become hateful and like a pet dog that bites the hand, will suddenly want to put a bullet in Prince, or bomb Metallica, or at the very least, knock off Gene Simmons' website for a day or two.

Happily for the pirates, artists are not very bright. Why the FUCK are they petitioning the U.S. Copyright Office? They don't make laws, do they?

No. Who makes laws? Senators. And every time they come up with something, like SOPA, and try to get it passed, the Great Monster GOOGLE and its Gorgon sidekicks (Wikipedia, Amazon, etc.) scream "Freedom of Speech," threaten to shut down the Internet, and secretly lobby as many politicians as they can buy to vote AGAINST the bill.

Just what the fucking Copyright office can do, I have no idea. They are just a bunch of drones who collect huge fees for processing copyright forms.

But at least a few more people out there know that artists are PISSED OFF. Only a few more, because Seniormole is drunk most of the day, and spends the rest of his time rolling his eyes and sighing over the "kerfuffle" of copyright owners "hurling their poo." He reads nothing. Isn't in the industry. Is senile. And the Zinfarts and Chris & Hansy gang are too busy upping and re-upping and screaming "Give me a NICE comment for my HARD work" to get educated. They are selfish brats.

The rest of the story? For those who aren't going walkies with their dogs or ugly wives, and calling themselves LORD or Pirate King

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Who Buys CDs Anymore? THE BRATTY & THE FATTY

Let's face the facts. A big reason the music business is giving us SHIT, is that the SHITS are the ones who buy. Topping the charts are assholes like Zayn Mongrel, and A Dull.

Why? Zayn's insane brats don't want digital downloads and are too young and stupid to use torrents. They want the CD with the CUTE booklet for their COLLECTION. RAH RAH!

Then we have the fat slobs who like A Dull. They can afford giant boxes of chocolates, so they can also afford CDs, and they are compulsive hoarding slobs. They equate mp3 files with vitamin pills. Tiny. Pointless. Better to have a CD they can clutch in their pudgy paws.

BOTH groups would love nothing better than to get an autograph on a CD in person. A newspaper advert for something like that would be SO exciting.

Dave Bury is Not Dead

A check of one of the upcoming oldies shows reveals that "Dave Bury" is NOT DEAD.

Bury's one of the zombies who will be performing for overweight maggots, and won't die of embarrassment doing it. Which is similar to his Negro cousin, Upchuck Bury. Some people are not going to be denied the chance to make a week's wage for singing two or three songs when asked. Especially when nobody asks except for once a year.

If you don't remember this creature, here's a photo. What can you say about the 60's spookiest lesbian?

Some wondered how a hand model could ever have a career as a singer. Others wondered if it was Timi Yuro in disguise (as a male). Nobody's sure if "Dave" is actually short for Dava, or whether the sexuality here is gay, straight or too virgin to be sure.

A fairly recent oldies show reveals that our star no longer has any voice at all, can't hit high notes, has almost no range, and has no charisma either. The question is how the spooky lesbian morphed into a dull baggy-eyed world-weary homo of the Ian McKellen variety.

To say something nice about Bury, let's say that no matter how Bury performs it, it's better than the version from that cum-gargling clown-faced mincing joke Boy George. But not better than Brenda Lee.

Bye Bye, Blundercrap Nuisance

"I have a little list...he will not be missed..."

Blundercrap Nuisance died the other day, and no, it didn't even make the impression of mouse cough, much less a thunderclap.

This idiot had one of the most annoying, straining pussyfied voices of all time. It could be called a falsetto, but that would imply he had balls. That's hard to tell from his retarded-looking stupid face, which would make John Sebastian throw up.

Looking at the Beat-Off clip (ironically posted on GooTube by somebody called Bobby Cole), I was reminded of just what a hippie-dippie parody this cheeze-doodle of a song is. First off, the arrangement steals blatantly from Beatle-Pepper, and the lame attempt at singing about revolution (and you can count me OUT) steals, doesn't it, from the fucking Youngbloods. Didn't those assholes come first with that stupid "come on people now, smile on your brother, every body get together..." piece of crap?

I sort of recall Andy (not to be confused with RANDY) Newman singing that awful song at the tail end of "Magic Christian." I remember even then, thinking "Thunderclap" was an inappropriate name for somebody singing in such a lame, weak, pot-addled voice. This is a guy who could barely get out of bed. He ain't rallying his g-g-g-generation, and I don't care WHO supposedly was behind him.

Christ what an idiot. "We've got to get together sooner or later. Because the revolution's here, and you know that it's right." What drivel. When there's John's "Instant Karma" and "Revolution" and even The Youngbloods' "Get Together," (to say nothing of moribund junk from The Grass Roots), no wonder this one-hit blunder is justifiably forgotten.

What an utterly ineffective and uninspiring mess.

Who even cared what this asshole did over the next 40 fucking years. What, he kept wandering around in a daze, with new idiots working with him, like the drummer with the last name of Brassiere-sticky?

Mark knew he'd have to say something ridiculous to be quoted. Right, use the word "genius" for an utterly derivative song performed by somebody with no singing talent.

Brassiere-sticky spent time playing in a one-hit-wonder's band? How pathetic. Come to think of it, that's his M.O. He's always been in groups nobody cares about. He's circling the drain in Big Cunt now? He was actually a member of Boko Haram, when they first began their comeback and started raping Nigerian girls to try and get a piece of soul. He stuck drumsticks up their assholes while Crooker jammed the mouths and Whitehorn plowed the twats.

(Cilla: "Doesn't that seem rude!")

But back to Blundercrap. Really, if you want a legit one-hit wonder hippie dippie asshole, go seek out obnoxious egocentric Norman Greedbum, of "Spirit in the Sky" infamy. He's still alive, still trading on that ONE song, and isn't going quietly. He even has a website where he cautions people NOT to write him a fan letter UNLESS he's approved first. (So it's ok to send him an e-mail. Might big of you, Abnormal.)

I have no idea why anyone liked "Something in the Air," even back then, with its monotonous lyrics, stillborn singing, and Beatles-rip-off melody. I guess it appealed to numbnut morons who didn't even have the energy to do anything but listen. Great, Blundercrap Nuisance is singing for me, stoned out of his mind, and parroting "revolution...you know that it's right" in a silly voice that sounds like an "Upstairs Downstairs" maid.

The assurance was that the revolution would arrive even if you did nothing but say it would. Guess what. It never did. (Or was it just because some nigga insisted the revolution would not be televised?)

Nuisance had only one hit, because he didn't have the energy to do much more. I guess he may have turned up on cruise ships or a few "flower power" oldies shows when he needed money for his brownies, and a new pair of jeans and a fresh bandana for himself (oh, and one to tie around the dog's neck...assholes LOVE to tie a bandana around a dog's neck).

He's dead. Do I care? No. Maybe Brian Hyland does. He can go attend Nuisance's funeral and when they open the coffin one last time, he can plant a goodbye on the man's dead lips, "sealed with a kiss."

Google's "April Fools" Joke Wasn't Funny? Nazis have NO sense of humor

It seems that GOOGLE, that bunch of nasty Fascist lunatics, decided to show how CREATIVE they are.

This is an outfit that pays $100,000 and MORE to just about any nerd willing to go live in a cubby hole and get involved in "analytics." Creativity? All they know is to steal everybody's copyrighted material and pay NOTHING for it. But some nerd who knows "analytics" gets paid.

So, for April Fool's Day, they conned people into accepting some fucking APP or other, that would attach a cartoon minion to the e-mail, dropping a microphone. CLUNK.

The latest thing (among out of touch assholes like Google) is to mime dropping a microphone, as a sign of ending a conversation. At this point, the only person who actually DOES this, is "Riblet," a parody of an un-hip fat moron, on "Saturday Night Live." He talks in ghetto-speak, and then CLUNK, drops a microphone he happens to carry with him.

You know what will NEVER happen? GOOGLE will NEVER pay something $100,000 or even $30,000 to be a "creative consultant" and come up with truly interesting Google "Doodles" or creative April Fool's jokes. They will NEVER hire anyone to pick up a phone and listen to a complaint. They will NEVER hire someone to create an easy to find "suggestion box" for ideas, or a simple way to report some egregious abuse at GOOTUBE or blogspot. They will NEVER do anything that isn't cold and nasty, because all they hire are cold, nasty, humorless, vicious, selfish Fascist bastards.

MICROPHONE DROP. PLOP.

Dozy Bint or Crafty Cunt? Panties for Sale...

Oh dear, the POOR girl. She made a MISTAKE.

She bought knickers, came home, tried them on OVER ANOTHER PAIR, and decided they don't fit. Or something.

So now she's selling them.

How cute, all that palaver about how she has a little doggie who didn't shed on the panties. But why is she including a slutty photo of herself?

And why does pouting slut-bitch with her come-on pose, have another five similar auctions? Like this one?

Buying underwear that fits isn't rocket science. So she must be pretty stupid. OR...

And guys wonder why women treat them like fools. When guys will pay just to be able to e-mail a girl once about her PANTIES, and will get excited that a girl MAILED HER PANTIES to him, and he'll stare and wank to them, yeah, women get the idea men are SUCKERS.

In fact, some less than fantastic bitches out there see such desperation, they can preen, smirk and...have the nerve to go on eBay and sell a PHOTO of themselves like they're STARS.

Does she say she's a model? An actress? ANYTHING? Nope.

She's so proud of her name, I checked up on it, and all I could find is that she was once a "Board of Cosmetology" licensed barber, but her license expired in 1992. She's apparently 53 (I wouldn't doubt it) and kicked around the South (of course) in various locations.

She doesn't write anything because I guess she figures those STUNNING photos say it all. She's got a hole and two lumps. She's willing to take your money. Maybe if you humbly buy, and write to her a few times, she'll allow you to pay her $10 a minute for phone sex or something.

No, in the ad she doesn't write breathless prose at all. She doesn't feel she has to hurry. She no longer needs you. And in her eyes you see nothing, no sign of grace behind the smirk. Buy for nothing. $8 bucks? She's such a piece of work..."