Fat Fur Pig Aretha Franklin "Brings Obama To Tears" at Kennedy On Her Event

The miserable 2015 year ended with one last pointless awards show, the "Kennedy Honors."

This bogus award, invented just to make television broadcast money, seems to be nestled in the sweaty perineum between the Medal of Freedom and the Tony or Grammy Awards.

The President is always sitting and watching the show, but this ain't exactly the "Medal Of Freedom" (which he has placed around the neck of pop personalities from Bob Dylan to Bill Cosby). There's no voting among peers (as with the Tony or Grammy). Somehow, a bunch of assholes are chosen for how well they'll draw ratings.

When the show was invented, it was easy to find legit old superstars willing to get applause just for showing up. In its first two years, 1978 and 1979, the guests were pretty awesome, including: George Balanchine, Richard Rodgers, Arthur Rubinstein, Aaron Copland, Ella Fitzgerald, Henry Fonda, Martha Graham, and Tennessee Williams. Now? As John Steed would say, "Eeee-urp!"

I think back in the late 70's the show could've had better ratings if it was literally the "Kennedy On Her" awards, given to babes who fucked John, Bobby and/or Teddy. Or got raped by a Kennedy nephew or cousin.

In these PC times, honorees are chosen not so much for their fame but their ethnicity.

No wonder the ratings have slipped slightly. What do Millennials care about OLD Asian, Latino or Black or Jewish stars who aren't stripping in the latest R-rated movie or at a rock concert?

For the record, the sad winners were George Lucas (let's try and entice nerds to watch, and he's coincidentally got a NEW movie out; he's the boring guy with the silly beard that STILL makes his face look fat), Seiji Ozawa (not a great conductor at all, but JAPANESE), Rita Moreno (hardly famous for anything but "West Side Story" but HISPANIC! HISPANIC! SI! SI! SI!), Cicely Tyson (she is BLACK! She may have made only one "liberals have to weep" movie about slavery but it was SUCH a good one), and Jewess Carole King (whose bio-show "Beautiful," which she ain't, can extend its run indefinitely with this kind of publicity).

Put it this way, these five fingers are almost a slap in the face to culture. Lucas has given us nothing but crap. You can't put on a symphony recording and identify Ozawa as the conductor; he's not that unique. Rita and Cicely are competent actresses who just happened to live long enough to be praised for being Hispanic and Black. And Carole King? She wrote some good songs. So? Some of them were co-written by her ex-husband Goffin, and people forget that. They forget that it was GOFFIN not KING who wrote the lyrics to "You Make Me Feel Like a Natural Woman." Carole never, NEVER tells the world it was a MAN who wrote that fucking anthem. Does she? She soaks up all the glory herself. That Broadway show is about beautiful CAROLE KING, and her love story marriage (and divorce) is merely part of it.

So what was the highlight of this miserable show (that I didn't watch?) You guessed it from the header. Fat Fur Pig Aretha Franklin whooping and squealing and howling through such a SOULFUL arrangement of that boring "natural woman" song. And who is more "natural" than a BLACK woman? The morning headlines insist that Aretha's song brought down the house (yeah) and "brought Obama to tears." I didn't notice THAT. But oh, what a glorious moment when a BLACK woman sang to the BLACK president.

PS, within a few minutes, Aretha the Walrus was so overheated she had to dump her coat, revealing her flabby disgusting body. But for several minutes, she was telling all those "Black Lives Matters" assholes that animal lives DON'T.

Yes, yenta Carole Klein (now King, now the lyricist for that song, now the only author of it) practically wet her panties while cheering Aretha, and President Obama stood up like he was going to holler RIGHT ON any minute. Yeah, kill animals for a fur coat for a blob who has enough blubber to walk around naked in Alaska. Nice.

What, no tribute to the fabulous LEMMY? Oooh, poor dead LEMMY!

Nobody asking for a minute's silence for that "famous" country singer still missing after going on his duck jihad in Oklahoma?

And how could there be a variety show without ADELE??

PS, across the pond, there's some incredibly silly "honor" that involves making sluts and drug addicts into DAMES and KNIGHTS. Live long enough, and by attrition, you get to become a Dame or a Sir. And I'm sure that it won't be long before some fag demands to be called DAME instead of SIR when the award comes.

Barbara Quimsore? The bubble-head who was a topless joke to be laughed at in those low-class "Carry On" movies? Well, sure. She's now a DAME in a country that continues with ancient class distinctions and race cards. ROYALS are better than anyone, and so are DUKES and LORDS and other pompous rich bastards. And the average person should bow to a SIR or a DAME. I'm not sure why a woman gets to be a DAME instead of a LADY. Maybe you can be appointed a DAME, but not a LADY?

Too fuckin' bad. I wish Barbara Quimsore could've been appointed a LADY. At the honor ceremony, they could've played, "...that's why the LADY is a TRAMP."