Rolling Stone and their Puppy Love for a Muslim Bomber Bastard

As soon as photos of that cute Muslim Islam piece of shit Boston Marathon Bomber got published...adolescent girls started tweeting CUTE! LET HIM GO! FREE HIM! Like he was Bieber.

Meanwhile the American press, gutless as always, but pretending to be motivated by All-American fair play, gave plenty of coverage to his psychotic parents as they ranted and raved that Sonny Boy was innocent. Framed. Blood was just paint. No Americans were dead.

Oh yes, and the bomber's sister-in-law, the betraying dumbass American cunt who decked herself up in a Burka for her slimy husband...they made sure to give her plenty of breathing space. Let's respect HER, and her wonderful religion, and the memory of her delightful hubby.

Now?

Oh, the dead have been buried. Several victims now have artificial limbs. Many others are limping along fairly well, thanks.

So here comes ROLLING STONE.

Yes

They've got a pussy-wussy Puppy-Cute picture of the darling Bomber Boy on the cover.

It's not enough that they want to mewl and puke and try and find a reason why some ingrate religious fanatic piece of shit living in the USA still would want to bomb hundreds of innocent people.

It's not enough that they want to interview his family, and "understand" this poor misguided frilly-haired cutie-pie from Putin-Pukinville by way of some camel dung and Middle Eastern piss.

They've got to use a very flattering picture of The Puppy. Would a few pictures underneath, of blood-spattered victims been a little too STARK of a contrast?

Guess so. Was there even an editorial board meeting about this? Or was Rob Sheffield too busy watching garbage television? Were a few people taking a long vacation figuring the mag had lined up enough smelly perfume ads for the next few print editions, and not too concerned what the fuck was on the cover? A few still out mourning the death of Chet Flippo or something?

No, I don't appreciate the censorship of any store deciding they won't stock a magazine because they don't agree with the cover.

Do these stores stock gun magazines? Sure do.

But fucking Rolling Stone...what WERE you thinking? Please introduce yourselves. What's puzzling me is your total lack of taste here.

If there's one thing we should ALL be agreeing on, is that there is NO POINT IN GLORIFYING THESE TEENAGE DOUCHEBAGS WHO KILL.

I am so fucking sick of not only opening a newspaper (or my subscription to Rolling Stone) and reading about some nitwit blowing away a classroom full of people or a theater full of pathetic Batman fans or a shopping mall full of housewives and kids...but having to see the fucking OOKY mug shot of the pop-eyed grinning dirtball in all his glory...OR...the oh so flattering high school yearbook picture of the asshole. Or THIS photo, wherever the fuck it came from.

It's scant relief that Little Pussy is going to either spend his life in a 7x7 file cabinet or be killed.

Attention, Muslin-Islam shit-for-brains morons out there. Your fucking Invisible Friend...your Alla-Kazam, your ALMIGHTY MUCK-FUCK that you can't even draw a picture of...the one that makes you tremble like a Camel's testicles...he really does NOT need your help. He could blow up America with a touch of his magic hemorrhoid. So why don't you wait for HIM to do that, ok? In the meantime, go suck goat dick.