What does it say about the conservative talk-radio celebrity who goes before the country and says whatever will inflame his supporters and outrage his opponents just to promote himself and make a buck?
What does that make him? It makes him a slut, right? It makes him a prostitute.
He wants you and me to talk about him and write about him and help him promote himself.
What does that make us?
We’re the pimps.
So, here’s the deal: If we are going to help you sell yourself, we want something for it.
If I had my way, the media with its liberal bias, the Democrat party, and all you feminazis would stop talking about him-who-will-not-be-named until he gives us a cut of profits.
Send me the first check.
sweat and sprezzatura 
It is puzzling to me that his self-promotion works, that he is being listened to at all. Which suggests a more disturbing reality: Every society gets the media it deserves, the talk show hosts it deserves, the hot-button debates it deserves.
That’s exactly it. “We” reward our entertainers lavishly and demand that they be entertaining. Unfortunately, some of this “entertainment” causes more brain damage than rap music.
I tend to your viewpoint on even-numbered days; on odd-numbered ones I feel it’s necessary for those of us who would usually dismiss his idiocy to review it periodically, and know what the self-styled “ditto-heads” are lapping up, since we will deal with them in the public square sooner or later.
Mother, Home, Apple Pie, and……Rush.
Don’t spoil it for me.
Up here, we only hear about him, not from him. Are’nt we blessed?
I just hope this finally destroys him.
it might be worth pursuing a cut from the male whore in question considering how much he makes.
but if i became his pimp he would have to do a damn sight more than throw out a few misogynistic slurs to earn his keep.
Folks, I was cross yesterday.
Why stop today?
I can’t be cross today, A.K. It’s Casimir Pulaski Day! The rest of the country may have forgotten him, but in Illinois we put down whatever we’re doing and have a holiday in his honor.
Does not this not-to-be-named individual give voice to us silent and desperate men, overwhelmed by an inchoate but chilling fear that the Female is storming our citadels everywhere, casting us into the valley of the shadow of redundancy?
Can you wonder, then, why we are having to take refuge in our last remaining redoubts of football, cage-fighting and the Republican Party?
Christopher,
You think women are any better?
Sarah Palin has been called a slut on TV. Even Letterman joked about her “slutty” outfit.
Where was the national outrage?
If we dislike somebody, we couldn’t care less what this person is being called.
But if somebody we can’t stand to begin with insults someone we either like or don’t know—using the same terminology we will gladly ignore any time it is directed against someone we dislike—then we’re outraged.
Double standard?
A double standard. Yeah, it’s a point commonly made, but still a fair one.
Ain’t that America, Cyberquill?
Little pink houses for you and me. Oooh, yeah!
It’s only a double standard when someone else does it.
If I were John Mellencamp, I would insist that this website cease and desist all appropriation of my art.
Cease and desist? Bring it. C’mon baby make it hurt so good!
and give up my young boy ways?
I was going to say that you’re really funny, but then I realized you might be a lawyer. Nothing funny there.
I might be a lawyer? Thank you, destroyer of good moods.
But in my mind, I’m a rock star.
Not only in your mind.
Oh, Roma, gramercies! Now, post something already so I can say something sweet back to you. 😉
I am afraid of what I might say.
OK, Roma, I have just the thing.
I was going to suggest speaking in song lyrics, as I have begun to do here, with Mr. C obligingly following suit. Then I remembered an idea proposed by one of Chicago’s favorite sons, Steve Goodman (He gave us the beloved “City of New Orleans”–great song!)
AND, the clip begins with a little German, just to get you in the mood for the latest post at Hannibal’s place, where things are getting snooty and continental.
Sdrawkcab klat, Roma! Join the forward-impaired. 🙂
Isn’t it, Rush?
Are we a pair?
Me here with all of the wimps,
You in mid-air,
Send in the pimps…….
🙂 🙂
Christopher, I see that you’re making your entrance again with your usual flair.
Well. Don’t you love farce?
xhsdut yee
fhtust fdktif apdos
xhsdut yee
(yee)
🙂 Just what I deserve.
Because you are Man of Roma, my first thought was that this must be a Caesar’s cipher. Makes sense, right? But I can’t make it work.
How distracted do you want me to be at work today?
Anybody?
Perhaps a hint?
(yee)
Caesar’s cipher is much to the point, but his ciphering consisted in shifting letters’ order, a technique too simple today.
Distracted because trying to decipher my enigma? No, no. Generally, what kind of (pleasant) distraction do you prefer? THAT I want you to be into today, Friday, before the week ends.
🙂
The singular charm of Man of Roma… 🙂
Well, OK. It looks like verse.
I’ve been thinking about “yee” as a starting place. If each letter represents another letter, there are only so many possibilities for “yee”.
It’s a romantic song: yee = woo.
It’s a song about eyes: yee = see.
It’s a song about calculations: yee = add.
It’s a song about the ocean: yee = ebb.
It’s a naughty song: yee = ass.
It’s a Halloween song: yes = boo!
It’s a song about who the hell knows what: yee = all.
It’s a scatological song: yee = poo, or pee.
It’s a song about breakfast: yee = egg.
It’s a song about a farm: yee = moo.
Or, Roma, possibly letters do not represent other letters, meaning:
“yee” = no, Jenny, you’re way the hell “off”
🙂 🙂 Thinking…
I installed a translator in mine blog so that my foreign friends can read and comment, if possible pass for there!
I hug!
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Gosh, Jenny, you astound me, I really mean it.
[Note. With Anglo Saxons one has to add such clarifications since irony etc. is more used than here: you people are the real cipherers lol)
Jenny… postponement, sigh.
At least there is more than 1/2 hour to decide Jacob’s fate for the next five years.
Dafna,
This is a serious matter, so I don’t want to make the jokes that come to mind about lawyers.
Postponement, though, is the one thing you can be sure of in this business.
Hang in there. Stay calm.