Bug-Eyed Sarandon Sags & Cries "BOWIE!" During SAG MEMORIUM

They don't call it the "SAG" awards for nothing. Susan Sarandon's golden globes are, at 69, trying to orbit her navel. No wonder she needs an industrial strength bra. Just why she had to display her rackle-tackle gypsies only points out that in spirit, she's as much of a show-off insane slut as Viley Virus or Icky Minaj.

Let's remember that Bug Eye Sue is one of the loudmouth Liberals, and always babbling about politics and liberation. She's always yapping about fucking anyone anytime, too. But what's the message in showing up to deliver the "In Mammorium" segment like that?

It screams, "Look at MEEEEE, don't really pay tribute to the DEAD." It's "Hey, I'm 69 but look at my BOOBS!" Most certainly: "I'm wearing a black bra, my mammories are in mourning, get it? Har har!"

Even in the 21st Century, even when she's famous, a woman will fall back on being CRASS & SLUTTY in order to get people to talk about her. She knew that if she didn't wear a tasteless outfit, nobody would pay attention. Especially at 69, and not having a hit movie in 20 or 30 years.

And let's remember who we're talking about. Sarandon first came to fame by a) walking around in her underwear in ROCKY HORROR and b) showing off her big round boobies in a topless scene in the otherwise forgettable film ATLANTIC CITY. Then she went liberated in Thelma and Louise, picking up guys and committing crimes. That 70's film was pretty much the end of her stardom. After that, she and her then-husband became tiresome bores, always showing up to give speeches belaboring the obvious.

Bimbo antics trump women's lib. Being tasteless (and letting your underwear show is always tasteless) made her the photo-choice for the otherwise pointless SAG awards. What else? Run a photo of Afro actor Elba waving his supporting actor award? The Oscars didn't even nominate him, and this could've been a headline: "Nigga WON da Best Suppo'tin' A'wo' an' da Oscars Whiteys din't even put his ass on da ballot!" Only the Noble Negro's trumph was lost in Sarandon's cleavage.

Nah, Nigga mean nuthin' compared to da BOOBIES.

The second most-popular photo of the night was brainless British bint Kate Cuntlet playing grab-boob with Sarandon.

Kate Winslet became famous for posing NAKED in one scene in "The Titanic." Here she is, playing the boobie game, making a stupid face and palming one of Sarandon's ta-ta's.

These two twats would not have been in the news if, like men, they'd shown up in ordinary suits, dressing conservatively.

Anyone remember John Lennon and "they make her paint her face and dance?" Of course, he was something of a sloganizing fool, and was Yoko-hypnotized at the time. Johnny, NOBODY is making these bitches and bints do a damn thing. THEY wanna do it.

For a while circa '74 women took off the war paint, stopped flaunting their cleavage, and insisted on being "equal to men." Then they realized it was more lucrative to cheat, and put on falsies and wigs and make-up. They began dressing luridly again, to compete with other women for attention.

Sarandon sure as hell competed with every woman at that awards show, and WON. She showed the most titty.

IF I'M BEING HONEST, it's too bad she didn't just show off her hooters, and then say "Dim the lights and show pix of the dead." Instead she began to blab about, you guessed it, ONE dead star: BLOWIE.

"My dear friend David Bowie once said: "All clichés are true. The years really do speed by. Life really is as short as they tell you it is." Those words resonate when we’ve lost someone who made a special impact on us...." And THEN she told everyone to watch, not her boobs, but the monitors and start weeping and clapping for famous dead actors and actresses.

Oh, maybe I'll go to GOOTUBE and check out the segment, and see who got the most applause for being dead. And to check out her rack again. But the SAG awards? Why would I watch?

I didn't watch the Golden Globes either, even with the promise that Ricky Gervais might say something mean, nasty and funny. Just show me pix in the morning and GooTube clips and don't expect me to waste hours of my time watching and waiting for something amusing to happen.

Who the fuck cares, except a bunch of vain, spoiled, rich egomaniacs anxious for any glittery bit of tat they can put on a shelf. These shows are mainly Twat Showcases. Let's see who shows the most tits. Let's see who makes a fool of herself in a too-ridiculous gown. Let's see who has a wardrobe malfunction.

It's been a long time since it was, "Let's listen and see what actor will NOT talk about himself but will use the time to complain about the Native Americans being mistreated, or war, or some other issue a lot more important than a trophy." That shit went out when Marlon Brando and George C. Scott stopped making films.

At best, there was Sarah Silverman, who always does her smart "I'm an airhead JEWISH slut bound to do anything or say anything" act. She showed up showing her rack, too. But she was an erection-killer, wasn't she?