Miley Cyrus: There's a Bitch That Never Shuts Up - Or Stops Doing Selfies

Viley Virus can't get enough of herself. She snaps selfies while on stage.

And guess what song she was doing? A cover of The Smiths! "There Is a Light That Never Goes Out."

Yeah? There's a tongue that always sticks out.

Viley is trying to show that she's sensitive? Sad sometimes? That she's a big follower of Morrissey??

Who knows what's going on with this little idiot and her cover versions. She's doing "Jolene," to get sympathy from the idiot chicks in the audience who think that poor Viley actually can't keep a man?

Imagine if Viley actually covered a Smiths song because she had some conscience and actual sensitivity? Instead of pretending to suck off a giant hotdog, she could tell her 18 million Twitterheads, "It's cruel to slaughter cows and pigs just to have hotdog eating contests or to make creepy corporations like McDonalds even richer than they are...So...I'll be singing 'Meat is Murder' which is my tribute to Morrissey and my bid for making the world a better place..."

Nah, fuck that with a giant sponge-rubber finger.

Michael Jackson's Still Dead and Still Sucks. Roy Orbison "NEW SONG" Huh?

MICHAEL JACKSON: The fall-out from that idiotic hologram continues…even ass-kissing Rolling Stone (left) agrees it was a travesty. And how many dead celebrities will be abused by shit like this in the future?

Even if a star has an estate, the estate can be greedy (as the monkey bastard Jackson clan are).

Also, the courts are insane. Fred Astaire's estate sued when Fred was "Photoshopped" dancing with...a vacuum cleaner. Guess what, the movie studio won. They claimed viewers weren't seeing Fred Astaire, but a "character" he was playing in a movie they OWNED. Got it?

Sure, everyone watching the commercial said, "Oh, that's Sneed Fuckster, from the film "Dancing My Ass Off," and NOBODY on the planet said, "Oh, I recognize Fred Astaire. His estate must think that vacuum cleaner is great..."

Meanwhile, on Farcebook, in forums, and on blogs people are still sobbing over Jacko, and calling that hologram "a beautiful tribute."

ROY ORBISON

Speaking of dead celebrities being used...there's a "new" Roy Orbison song. How convenient it was "discovered" just when sales of Orbison's "Mystery Girl" CD have flattened...just like his corpse.

Orbison's greedy sons have put out a new CD of "Mystery Girl." You're supposed to buy it JUST for the bonus tracks. Heh heh, don't they know that people are just going to cherry pick the new songs off iTunes if they buy it at all?

They got some play in the celeb-obsessed media: "New Orbison Song!" As if anyone under 30 knows who he is, or cares about his somewhat fruity style of high-pitched crooning. He IS an acquired taste.

Taking a cue from the surviving Beatles trying to make something out of John's badly recorded "Free as a Bird," the talent-challenged three Orbison sons overdubbed the feeble demo their Dad left behind. And...egomaniacs that they are, they posted the result FREE on YouTube! You can watch them in the studio, with headphones on, twanging along to the cheap tape recorder voice of Dad...with a few random images of him tossed in now and then.

Great, hear it once, don't need to buy it. But the sons are too stupid to think that way. They figure they're jump-starting interest in Roy Orbison again, and that redneck morons who don't know how to use the Internet will buy CDs. Go ahead, guys. Good luck.

Ebay Password Attack: Are We Having FUN Yet? + Pat Sajak, Asshole

Armageddon is coming, kiddies. Oh not just "climate change," which so many don't believe in.

Let's call this..."internet change."

The more we rely on the Internet, the bigger the catastrophe. When it comes, it'll be a lot more than just the spoiled-brat cry of "Don't ruin our FUN."

"Don't ruin our FUN" is what selfish, entitled creeps say when Prince pulls some music off YouTube or a poor "hard working" torrent owner funded by gangsters or Communist thugs gets taken down for a few days.

Ebay is just the latest in a long list of mighty companies that are run by stupid people and dweebs who don't really know EVERYTHING about encryption and security. And if they do, as we see from Dutch douche bags, Croatian cocksuckers and the merrily rolling along Rapidshare and all the rest...persistent pestiness pays off. Just keep at it and you'll unlock a password. Keep fiddling around with new "apps" and toys and you'll find a new hacking tool before there's a "patch" for it.

Then, wheeeee, maybe you'll siphon millions of dollars into a Swiss bank account, or behind the iron curtain of Putinville. Vlad will be so happy if you work a good identity theft scam and get credit card accounts to drain. Down with Capitalist American and British swine!

Every day "Internet change" comes closer, because Farcebook keeps demanding your phone number and every detail about you, and you've recklessly listed all your "friends" there, and Twitter, a blog, a website, Internet keystroke counts, forums...it's so easy to track every fucking thing you do, even if you think Anonymouse is your savior. A few hacks and entire companies have been put into chaos. The frantic "change your password" cry makes as much sense as saying, "The icebergs are melting...put on galoshes."

"We" have created a system easy to corrupt, and "We" have put all our eggs in one basket: The Internet. Many of us live most of our lives in front of our fucking computers and "smart" phones...Netflix not DVDs, Amazon not the real stores they've put out of business, Ebay not thrift shops or boot sales, Fresh Direct instead of going to the supermarket. Credit cards not cash. Why should terrorists cripple the underground or the bus lines when it's more profitable to cripple our economy and paralyze Internet access and drain every bank account?

Imagine Armeggedon where you can't get information because somebody fucked your ISP and knocked it off line, and you go to the ATM and you've got no money in your account, and if you go racing into the street with WiFi you discover your e-mails aren't arriving and your Farcebook page is missing?

Hell, we've seen a taste of this...way too many people have been cyberbullied, for no reason at all, and discovered their Twitter account loaded with insults, or their blog taken over, or some new Farcebook or Blog loaded up with personal photos and details being mocked. By not taking Internet crime seriously...we've opened ourselves up for WORSE.

Years ago I said piracy should be nipped in the bud. Rolling Stone said it, too, when the first assholes began to stink on Blogspot. Huh? Totally fuzzy-sounding blogs giving away music? I remember Rolling Stone saying "this isn't going to last." Music Hut or whatever. But nobody acted. And worse, Internet law was set up to make struggling sites like Amazon and Google and eBay viable. Now? Too late, kiddies. There are still no strong laws against hacking, and America is so pussified by China that they let Chinese bootleg-imports flood the country and run rampant on eBay. Instead of protecting American copyright with all the power possible, it's been, "Oh, let 'em do as they please. It's not hurting us. Too much."

Now it seems to strain all the power of the IFPI, RIAA, FBI, CIA...to track down anyone, and it's rare when you read that anyone's been sentenced to prison for hacking or piracy or cyberbullying.

Whatever happened to that Brit twit who ran Boxing Guru? We haven't heard a word since his sites went down. Is that really all they did? Block his websites and let him skate? His name and photo NEVER appeared in any news article. Why? Not important enough? Let's not set an example for other would-be pirates?

Even after several reports now of websites being hacked...there's no panic, no outrage, no nothing. The average sheep (the ones who actually open spam e-mails) just shrug about money they lost, or how their e-mail account was used to send maddening spam to all their friends. As long as Netflix is streaming, as long as you can Google some porn, we have our FUN. Please don't ruin our FUN...we trust in your goodness, Mr. Putin, and Mr. Dotcom, and Mr. Rapidshare. And Mr. Zinfuck. And the Swedish meatballs of Pirate Bay...

That leads to THIS piece of idiocy.

Climate change? Bullshit! So says Pat Sajak, the famous quiz show host. He can write the most insane screed, and nobody at Merv Griffin Enterprises is worried the ratings will suffer! Nobody's telling him to shut the fuck up. Because he appeals to middle American morons who watch mindless game shows and don't believe in anything but Burger King and beer.

So many conservatives and Republicans and rednecks and utter assholes simply won't believe that the icecaps are melting and will NOT re-freeze, that the oceans are rising, that pollution is destroying the ocean's fish, that animals are becoming extinct...just believe in Jesus and deny the obvious, child.

Redneck comedian Ray Stevens got millions of hits on YouTube with his anti-global warming song. Shucks, just because it's hot as hell in the summer, and there's been more hurricanes and storms than ever, and entire towns and regions have been destroyed...why worry? It's obviously all a trick by Democrats and President Black Man to siphon money away to build abortion clinics.

Pat Sajak has 52,000 followers, which isn't much by Viley Virus standards but that's a good-sized town. So when he Tweeted about climate change, the media picked up on it. Most laughed. Who's Sajak? But it's just another sign that a vast amount of people are not recycling, not taking climate change seriously, and continuing their fat-headed wasteful ways. They're the ones that don't give a damn if orangutans and tigers are only in some zoos and not in the wild. They don't understand why it's bad to continue to rape the planet by destroying the rain forests and bulldozing any trees that haven't been cut down for Christmas. Let's have more urban sprawl, and kill bears and deer. Let's spend extra money to buy bottled water because the tap water smells.

Sajak of course could care less. One of his latest Tweets: "Sometimes it's fun to poke a stick in a hornets' nest just to hear the buzzing." Ha ha. All he saw was "I'm as famous as I thought. People are talking about me." An ex-DJ and announcer, he was briefly a weatherman (just reading off an idiot card...not a trained meteorologist) and he's been hosting "Wheel of Fortune" for 30 years, and is now 67, a kind of weasel-faced pinhead with dyed hair that's probably been transplanted from his armpit. But if he says it's unpatriotic to talk about climate change, a few million assholes who watch his show will agree, and his Twitter following will, and will grow.

What a cancer...idiots like Sajak and hackers who have found ways to go beyond spamming and Nigerian "send me your money" schemes to do real damage to corporate America and the free world. Ebay's stock took a big dip after today's news. Maybe that's why the company turns its head on all kinds of copyright and trademark abuse and hardly bothers to question its sellers on anything. And so it goes, till it's all gone.

Justin Bieber at Cannes - a Can of Shit

We haven't heard from Canada's Prince of Douchebags lately?

Oh, he's just shufflin' along, dodging lawsuits, spitting at traffic tickets and ignoring court appearances. Let his lawyers handle all that, while HE has fun fun fun in the sun.

Here he is, strutting around the Cannes Film Festival, not because he made a film, but because he's a can of shit. He has to have attention at all times. And he has to have his slave bodyguards by his side.

Can you imagine what kind of pea-brained tool would do the dirty job of guarding a white punk pussy like Justin Bieber? Somebody with no soul. Somebody with a slave mentality. Somebody utterly without self-worth.

You can just hear this asshole: "Get out da way, My Massa he be comin' through...he so CUTE with his underwear showin' - he so BLACK, really. Nobody is more BLACK than mah Justin Bieber. He got more soul than I do. Dat pretty boy, I'm just like a mammy in "Gone with the Wind," I so proud o' my white angel. I wipe his ass wid mah fingerz. I gots ta protect him, ALL da time."

That's about it, isn't it? Fuckin' toad. He does the grunt work while Pussy Boy struts around with his gold chains and his repulsive tattoos and his jerky greased up hairstyle.

I hope this Bieber Puke manages to go somewhere on his own, without Mandingo to protect him, and he gets his fucking teeth knocked down his throat.

The AIDS virus and the Miley Virus

What's a parent to do? Not have kids?

"Hey look around you boy...Boy George, Neil Patrick Harris, Johnny Weir...all the gays marching and screeching...getting MARRIED...what can I tell you? I have to say "there's nothing wrong with this," so when some adult who looks like Micheal Jackson wants to molest you, just remember what NAMBLA members say. They say that young boys need sex, and if someone is willing to provide it...even another male...so what. So what."

That's what a parent is supposed to say? Just wave "It's all good," and let a 14 year-old go off and "experiment?"

Well, what's the punishment if he does? You can't hit a kid anymore. You can't discipline 'em. They can use social media to find some nice person to take them in. Or they can ask their teacher for some sex. "It's all good."

AIDS is still with us, because there are actual maniacs who like to spread the disease. If they have it, they want others to get it. There are also AIDS deniers. And there are idiots who just think that AIDS can only be gotten through needles or getting semen in an open wound or something.

A male friend of mine died of AIDS, and a female friend is living (last I checked) a painful existence involving medication and having a limited sex life. She hasn't had many boyfriends and most run away the moment they hear she's HIV positive.

But you can't say that the gay lifestyle isn't anything but admirable. You can't council your son that homosexuality should be tolerated but is NOT by any stretch of the imagination, "normal." So if the kid ends up with AIDS and dies. Oh well. He dies. He's not gonna listen to a parent, even if the parent says "go have gay sex if you want to, just use a condom." He sees gay porn and nobody's wearing condoms. And in real life reckless lunatics who are HIV positive are happily going "bareback" and want more guys to become HIV positive too.

And that brings us to Viley Virus...another nightmare. This nightmare is for girls. How the FUCK do you tell your daughter NOT to do what has made Viley a multi-millionaire superstar with EIGHTEEN MILLION bird-brained Twitter followers?

"Look around you, girl...your role model is Viley Virus, who cheerfully calls herself Virus, hangs around with dangerous ethnic thugs, and mimes sex with older men. She's promiscuous, foul-mouthed, talent-challenged, arrogant and stupid. But, er, um, don't be like her, because, er, um...it's hard to explain why. Her father approves of everything she does..."

Indeed, as a fellow blogger has pointed out, there's something truly disgusting about a "woman" (she menstruates, she has sex...she may look like a 16 year-old boy but she isn't) who displays her pancake tits on her Twitter page and tweets curse words constantly.

I think it's pretty obvious that each generation has gotten worse because each generation has become more drug-addled than the next, more permissive, and in searching for new cheap thrills themselves, have no reason to think that anything is wrong with kids being exposed at an increasingly early age to sex and drugs. The Internet and cell phones only make it even easier to access everything they shouldn't, revel in their stupidity, and conspire to cheat on tests, disobey teachers and parents, and become inane hedonists. Viley Virus is acting like it's a good idea to burn out at 21...that hanging out with degenerates is kewl...and there's nothing better than sticking your tongue out like you can't lick up enough meth and sperm and vaginal secretions.

It's too bad that today's brats do have all the time and money to waste on Viley and the rest of her obnoxious contemporaries. I feel so OLD in writing all this, but it's true. Bieber isn't Peter Noone. Viley Virus isn't Lulu. I guess it was way too many generations ago that pop musicians presented themselves as mildly naughty ("Hard Day's Night" anyone) rather than licentious, corrupt, egocentric and repulsive.

Even a trip to the hospital didn't alter Viley's "live slutty, die young" personality. Joke about date rape drugs, crawl around the stage miming to a giant phallus, kiss every girl and twerk every pimp...that's amusement for literally millions of young girls.

Very few in the media are disgusted enough to tell the truth about it all. It IS disgusting. She's a virus that is producing disease and death to children. Think I'm wrong? She's to blame for several molly overdoses, and who knows how many social diseases. For a role model, she might as well be the Grim Reaper himself.

MACKLEMORE BEN HAGGERTY I WISH YOU A PUNCH IN THE NOSE

Hey Macklefuck.

BrainlessMoron.

Whatever your stupid Rap name is. Let's call you by your dumb Mick drunken Irish name, Ben Haggerty. Like that? Like being called a dumb Mick?

Well, it sure seems like you fit THAT stereotype, you fucking useless mess of stout and pig turds.

Yeah, that's what is coursing through your body. Your brain is a big pig turd, with stout oozing around it to keep it wet and smelly.

This is what you do? This STUPID shit is what you do? This blatant, antisemitic shit is what you do?

And you think some people aren't going to wish you a punch in the nose? Or worse?

You didn't put on a pair of "Groucho glasses." You know, the big nose and bush eyebrows thing.

This outfit you could not have found in a drama supply store that was offering a Shylock or Fagin costume.

Hey Macklefuck. A guy any black rapper could smash to pieces...

It's fortunate for you that Jews are not like Muslims. They don't behead fuckheads...even a dumb bastard like you.

They aren't going to put a bomb in your car, you overgrown Leper-like Leprechaun.

Which is too damn bad. So all I can wish for you is a punch in the nose from some other drunken Irish sod, for reasons totally unrelated to your insanely disgraceful antics.

What IS wrong with you? You looked in the mirror and didn't think: Jew Stereotype?

This is how you respond to rapping a song about being "cheap" and putting on an antisemitic outfit:

"A fake witches nose, wig, and beard = random costume. Not my idea of a stereotype of anybody.”

That's your story you thick Irish Mick cocksucker, and you'll stick to it, like dog sperm sticks to your mother's flappingly wide cunt?

That's one piss-poor excuse you've given.

Is it vaguely possible that you're young enough to look around and see that the Jews you know don't look like this? Maybe. Maybe you actually know a few Jews. Or maybe you've seen some? I know their music isn't YOUR style of lamebrained numb blabbery nonsense, but MAYBE you've taken a look at Bob Dylan, or Lou Reed, or Gene Simmons or even Adam Levine. They don't look like your stereotype, but a lot of people, especially the Nazi bunch, LOVE to draw or costume-up with the giant nose and jet black beard and the rest of it.

Jesus Christ (oh, another Jew...and rarely portrayed with a giant nose) what IS wrong with you?

It just amazes me when idiots put on blackface, or dress up in bad drag, or pull on their eyes...think it's not offensive to blacks, women or Asians. Or that wearing the outfit you wore wouldn't be offensive to ALL people who are disgusted by antisemitism and scapegoating.

So now what, somebody should dress up in green, with reddened cheeks and whiteface and a bright red fringe-beard, and carry a shillelagh and wobble drunkenly down the street saying, "I'm BEN HAGGERTY, the drunken rapper?"

Macklemoron.

Hardeep not Hard Up for Hologram MICHAEL JACKSON

OK, that does seem like some kind of porn name, but the NY Post's Hardeep Phull wasn't hard, deep or feeling full, after watching the Michael Jackson hologram promo-show in "honor" of the stale demos cooked up and served up on a fresh CD.

It's nice to know that at least a few people in the media have the guts to call a faded spade a faded spade, and not bow down to corporate greed and pretend the "new" Michael Jackson album is any good.

This reminds me of Weird Al Yankovic daring to make fun of one of the anemic John Lennon songs that the surving Beatles (and the wonderful Mr. ELO Lynne) tried to stir to life with a lot of instrumental soup and harmony.

BUT...it does seem that only blacks get the wide-eyed spook treatment...as in, "Am I seein' a GHOST? Feet, do yo stuff..." The hologram of Tupac. The hologram of Jacko. You'd never see such shit allowed on John Lennon...just the release of badly recorded (couldn't John afford a decent tape recorder) demos and forgettable babbling to little Sean (audio glimpses of John at home that nobody would want to hear twice).

But all racism aside, how pathetic does it get, when you computer-generate a cartoony image of a dead person, and pretend he's actually there, and alive. This slick seance stupidity really is "Demeaning," as Hardeep headlined it. All this was, was a second-rate 3D cartoon image of Jackson "dancing" with a chorus line of jerks doing aerobics. PS, aren't we TIRED of people doing synchronized aerobics and pretending it's dancing??

At least with those dreadful Elvis impersonators, you know it's a lame tribute, and that's how it's presented. Holograms are pretending the dead have come back to life. You're supposed to trick yourself into believing in ghosts. Which is all too sadly part of our teetering culture as we head toward oblivion. The Muslims have become a powerful and feared religion precisely because of how backward they are, and how fiercely they stick their heads in the sand (as long as it's facing Mecca). They believe in ghosts -- at least, they believe you die and go to heaven and fuck virgins and eat goat meat. They believe in an invisible friend who they won't even picture, but who somehow urges them to practice genocide and abuse women and chew on mind-numbing marijuana-like plants, and indulge in suicide bombing and intolerance of others.

Spook show holograms and an almost religious obsession with useless shits like Tupac and Michael only prove how desperate some people are to believe in somebody, or to call somebody KING...even if it's just "King of Pop."

Let's be real. Jackson was a creepy little freak when he was 12, singing "I Want you Back" like some kind of castrati pining for his own balls. Then he grew up into a moderately tolerable pest, as Sammy Davis Jr. was, who could sing and dance. Then he "invented" the moonwalk, which was amusing once or twice.

Then, with the help of Quincy Jones, he produced ONE decent album with maybe TWO songs on it that in any way survive into this century. After that, he wrote and sang garbage, including an antisemitic number he never apologized for. He spent his spare time playing with chimps, little boys, ridiculous excessive spending on junk even Citizen Kane would've spat on, and The Beatles catalog that he backstabbed McCartney to get. King of WHAT? The King has no clothes, and neither did some of his little bedmates.

Hologram? Horror show!