What’s the difference between Hezbollah’s thugs and libtalker Rosie O’Donnell? Apparently, not much. While the terrorism lobby openly defends longtime White House reporter Helen Thomas, O’Donnell is offering similar praise and even going so far as to call her a victim of “political correctness”.Rosie, however, is willing to go all the way: fresh from declaring “communism” as the answer to dealing with corporate misconduct in America, O’Donnell actually appears to agree that Jews should depart Israel for Germany and Poland, especially since (GET THIS) THE OVENS ARE GONE!
Thank goodness for that, what more incentive does anyone need to abandon Tel Aviv? Pack your bags, kids, we’re leaving for Hamburg!
The obvious question: Rosie, did Jews live in the land that is now Israel before World War II?
Here, listen as Rosie & Friends (her producers who are for some reason given microphones) descend into unchartered depths of in-over-our-heads foolishness and depravity:
I still Love Rosie... She's got ratings and she's got BALLS.... she really has BALLS! Rosie represents the opinion of millions of people for the last decade or so. It is good that she is finally being kicked off her soapbox so that people can see what these opinions lead to. We should respect the Bitch... she is being made an example of... I know a few people like this that we should also beat up on... they aren't famous.... but man are they annoying.
quoted from "Fame Is Such a Drug. . . I Mean, Drag
And trying to be famous? Let me tell you about it."
by Michael Musto
I was asked to be in a pilot for a gay version of The View as done by the delicate wallflowers who brought you Hard Copy. This was back when the success of Queer Eye made producers feel every single thing ever televised had to have a gay angle. A women's show? Make it with all gay men! Duh!
"Gay guys are like women," a producer explained to me in a preliminary meeting. "They listen to your problems, and they're very sensitive." I made a very sensitive retching face. Clearly, these people hadn't realized it's lesbians who are like women.
"Look, the show won't be all mammograms and mascara," chimed in a production assistant. Too bad—I'd love a show about mammograms and mascara. But before I could react, the same guy turned to the head producer and excitedly wondered, "Hey, would it be good if we got a black host?" "Yes!" crowed the boss, as if he'd just freed the slaves. Great, maybe the host can even dance!
