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And Now Fame Plucks From The Left End Of The Bell Curve

by Commodore on December 3, 2010

This is fun

You can’t do much in life without balance. Night and day. Productivity and rest. Monogamy and mistresses. We all need a little of this and a little of that. And so it goes in the writing world. Sometimes the world gets a Chaucer, but for some reason the masses need the weight on the other side. I give you, Christine O’Donnell getting a book deal.

Christine O’Donnell fans rejoice, haters lament — the failed Delaware Senate candidate will soon be back on the media circuit with a new book about her experience during the 2010 election cycle.

Zzzzzzz.

St. Martin’s Press, has announced that O’Donnell’s memoir will include political commentary on the state of affairs in the nation.

That’s right. The woman who doesn’t believe in evolution, the right to masturbate, and logic is going to share her opinions on the state of affairs in the nation. Circuses do well because we all like paying money to see the likes of Amazon Woman or Rat Boy. We like to see things we’re glad we’re not. But we don’t really want them telling us what mutual funds to invest in, say.

O’Donnell had this to say in a statement: “The 2010 midterm elections were just the beginning–the first rumblings of a revolution that has not fully erupted. I plan on making my book one of the revolution’s catalysts.”

Christine, sit down before you fall down.

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How-To Pedophile Book #65 on Amazon

by Commodore on November 12, 2010

Even he' s confused

This is more disturbing than a…than a… Crap, can’t think of anything.

You’ve probably heard that Amazon is selling a pedophile guide called The Pedophile’s Guide to Love and Pleasure. Outrage! Know what’s really outrageous? Since the story broke this morning, sales of the self-published e-book have shot up by 101,000%.

101,000%? You’d think this was the Dead Sea Scrolls or the lost Gospel going on sale. Who knew there were that many people dying to get their hands on what became the must have book of the year? The fucking thing went up to #65 on Kindle books. Maybe thre are that many people out there that want to read a book like this and the Kindle gave them the perfect avenue. No need to hide a book cover.

It’s kind of ironic that synonyms for the word kindle are: stimulate, stir up, promote, rouse, provoke and ignite. Hmmm, interesting Amazon. I’m sure kindle means “the Devil” in some sort of lost Amazonian language. Dan Brown, where the eff are you? Time to write a book.

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Who’s Paying This Woman?

by Commodore on April 14, 2010

Brilliant

I have said it more than once. In today’s world, to get rich you have to be incredibly brilliant or incredibly stupid. The Steve Jobs’ and the Richard Branson’s being the former and the Kate Gosselin’s and the Snooki’s of the world being the latter. The world loves the ends of the bell curves. We can’t live without ‘em. I wish we could do without the stupid.

Since leaving office at the end of July 2009, Sarah Palin has brought in at least 100 times her old salary – a haul now estimated at more than $12 million — through television and book deals and a heavy schedule of speaking appearances worth five and six figures.

Yeah that’s right. Sarah Palin makes $11.9 million (I’m rounding to the nearest decimal) more than you. The woman is more brain dead than Terry Shiavo. Her arguments are so circular and so devoid of thought that she will ususally discredit them on her own by just simply continuing her argument. But we love our circus freaks. What’s weird about Palin is that she’s not making money for being an idiot (Reality TV, appearances at clubs), she’s making money because people are paying her to hear her speak or read her insights!

$12 million/yr for the woman who’s VP selection instantly guaranteed the GOP’s loss in the presidential election. Nothing pays quite like inanity, idiocy and failure.

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Ted, You’re Clearly Gay. I Think We All Know That

by Commodore on January 28, 2010

Ted, be like Lance and stop fighting it

Watching an evangelical Christian trying to rationalize her husband’s homosexual behavior as merely, “unwanted compulsions” makes me giggle.

Ted Haggard’s wife is standing by her man, no matter how many times he may have had homosexual affairs. Gayle Haggard appeared on the “Today” show on Wednesday to talk about her new book, “Why I Stayed: The Choices I Made In My Darkest Hour,” and declared that her one-time Evangelical superstar husband was “cured” of his homosexual compulsions.

Who on earth is going to buy this book? You stayed because you’re scientifically misinformed, you’re crazy, and he’s rich. We get it. Stop writing please.

“I felt as though, you know, we all struggle, you know, in different areas of our lives, and certainly in our sexuality, so I was willing to forgive him.”

Well Gayle, don’t let him watch Justin Timberlake’s performance of “Halleluja” from the Hope for Haiti telethon. Trust me. You don’t want your husband’s “gay” to be reignited since your relationship is doing so well. Either way, have fun being married to a homosexual for the rest of your life. Toodles!

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OJ’s Crazy. I Get It

by Commodore on June 19, 2009

He seems like a doll, though

Oh for fuck’s sake. Who the hell is Christine Prody and why do I give two shits what she has to say? Is she really going to shed any light on the philosophical query: “Does OJ Simpson have anger issues?”

A dump-all book by O.J.’s last lady friend is making the rounds. Christine Prody, the nubile blond waitress who took up where his murdered blond wife, Nicole, left off, is now looking to rat on 13 years of cocaine, pregnancy, abuse, jealousy, possessiveness, manipulation, rage.

Zzzzzz. (Note: The NY Post is ridiculous). Writing a book talking about OJ’s mood swings is like writing a book titled: “Pol Pot: Not The Mr. Nice Guy You Thought He Was”. Hey Christine, choosing to date a sociopath who recently severed the heads off of two people (one happening to be the mother of his children) is your own problem. Keep us out of it, please.

Feeling bad for Christine Prody is like feeling bad for people who climb into lion enclosures at zoos and then get mauled and wonder how on earth that could have happened.

(Note 2: How OJ got off on the Shaggy defense, “It wasn’t me”, still blows my mind.)