It ain't me, babe. I'm a bit disgusted that the news is not really about Bob.
It's about his ugly blob daughter from his totally obscure 2nd marriage to one of his back-up singers.
She's "getting married" and ooh, a) she's LESBIAN b) she's BLACK and c) she's Dylan's daughter. A trifecta of WHO THE FUCK CARES?
No, I haven't kept up with how often Bob's been secretly married and I don't think even the dopiest professor could add to the already tedious canon of Dylanology by trying to interpret song lyrics that might relate to this.
All that comes to mind regarding Bob's periodic fascination with black women is in "Precious Angel," where, after a rather carnal line, "You’re the queen of my flesh, girl, you’re my woman, you’re my delight," he drops something about "you know our forefathers were slaves" and how the two of them are moving "On the way out of Egypt" (him) through Ethiopia (her), to the judgment hall of Christ."
So what's the fucking point? The media, run by Liberals (fine with me) never stops hammering at the fucking GAY and LESBIAN agenda (getting boring to me). Their main concern isn't the economy, isn't global warming, isn't the fucking Muslim lunatics mass-killing people everywhere...but making sure every scrawny faggot and big fat dyke can get MARRIED. Ooooh, kissy kissy, prezzie prezzie, special special DAY-O. MARRIED.
Who knows, maybe somebody in the media is fat, black and very ugly, and just wants the world to see that even somebody with three strikes can score a fairly acceptable mate. (Maybe having the last name DYLAN would help.)
The headline for the photo you see was basically: WILL BOB ATTEND HIS LESBIAN DAUGHTER'S WEDDING??
The fact is, the fat ugly blob didn't even set a date yet! They didn't ask her the last time she spoke to her Bobby-Daddy, or if she understands that he's on a never-ending tour (to avoid shit like this). All the reporter got was that the date is NEXT AUGUST and the blob's bride's mother doubts that Bob would show, but doesn't say why. The why, would be obvious; Bob is unpredictable and very busy.
So it's faintly amusing to see that another of Bob's adult children grew up to be a fat blob. Maybe more than one. (I recall hearing from a guy close to BOb about one the sons who had a job in Bob's office because he was useless, talentless and obese and couldn't get a job elsewhere.) But it's disgusting that this news piece ain't really a news piece.
What happened to news editors? Someone should've said "this story isn't complete. I won't run it till you do your job as a reporter...ask questions and answer them!"
If I have a choice between a photo of idiot ding-a-ling Viley Virus sticking her tongue out yet again (she keeps doing it) or one that lets me know that one of Dylan's six children is a fat black blob...maybe the third option is to just avoid the news entirely, and only check the weather report. Although, you don't need a weather man to know which way the wind blows...
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