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Thursday, July 19, 2007

People I Hate

Bile-filled Thursday, everyone! It's hot, humid, and rainy here in Philly; the perfect conditions for this week's edition of PIH. And away we go!

Covert CIA Hitwoman Valerie Plame

Plame, the nation's most top-secret superspy - claiming over a hundred kills with a swizzle stick - had her lawsuit against the Bush administration dismissed today. U.S. District Judge John D. Bates dismissed the case on jurisdictional grounds, which claimed that the administration violated Plame's privacy rights. I, for one, am horrified by this decision! Valerie Plame's right to privacy was brutally attacked by the evil conservatives inside the White House. This is slap in the face of justice! No Roger, no Rerun, no rent!!!

Plame has suffered immensely as a result of Richard Armitage's security leak - even though Scooter Libby is, for some reason, paying the price for it. Her career is ruined - even though you cannot open up a newspaper without seeing her visage plastered all over it. Her privacy is destroyed - even though she has been seen with her husband on the cover of national magazines. And the world's most successful covert operative - even though no one is able (or willing) to explain how Plame was a "covert CIA operative."

I reckon I'll just assume she was America's version of James Bond.

Michael Smerconish

This tool/Philly radio host makes PIH almost as often as Philly Mayor John Street does. And they're both equally inept. In today's Philadelphia Daily News, Smerconish waxes poetic - for the umpteenth time - about the Iraq War:
TV pundits, radio commentators, newspaper columnists and Internet bloggers all proclaim their views on what to do in Iraq. On different days, I play each of those roles. But the only thing I know for sure is what I don't know.
You got that right, you dope. As a former listener, I can tell you with certainty that Smerconish doesn't know a whole lot about himself, or his audience. The people of Philadelphia respond to people who take a stand, and not some idiot who changes his opinion according to public opinion. First, Smerconish was almost rabidly conservative. As his popularity in the MSM grew, his opinions changed with the wind. (And believe me, Smerconish sure blows.) While he was becoming the media darling - guest hosting for the talking heads at MSNBC and writing for the DN - he started eating healthy helpings of liberalism. Soon, he was ripping the Bush administration, the Iraq War, and enough "conservative" issues that many longtime fans started tuning out. And rightly so.

Look, I would respect this guy a lot more if he would stand by his opinions, whatever they may be. If he wants to be a "conservative," then he should make that clear. If he wants to be a "liberal," he should make that clear, as well. Unfortunately for the listeners of the Delaware Valley, Smerconish sold out his views to attract an audience from both sides of the aisle.

Barbara Streisand

(No photo here, folks. I know it's almost dinnertime.)

Ya just gotta love it when the Brits start ripping apart "America's Sweetheart." After explaining away her ridiculously high concert ticket prices with "Because I'm worth it," Streisand allegedly sucked eggs in her recent U.K. performance:
The slow-handclapping started in the £600 seats. Not, of course at having been made to pay so much for what, after all, was a mere concert, or at the sheer greed which meant they were asked for an extra £25 for a shoddy programme. No, the slow-handclapping was because Barbra Streisand was late, albeit just half an hour late. They really should try waiting for Pete Doherty one very long evening ...

For a moment, though, it was as if Streisand - whose demands have even ruffled the Dorchester's usually unperturbable feathers - had a mutiny on her hands. Then, such is the magic of music and music sung by probably (if we forget Ella Fitzgerald) the 20th century's finest female voice, before she had finished caressing the first line of the opening Starting Here, Starting Now, everyone had forgiven her everything.
Good God, what can I possibly add to that? Okay, maybe a "Bawahahaha!!!"

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