Apparently, Bette Midler caused something of a stir when in having a snit about Sen. Joe Manchin’s refusal to go along with the BBB lunacy, she said bad things about the people of West Virginia:
Left-wing Hollywood star Bette Midler has insulted the people of West Virginia, describing them as “poor, illiterate and strung out”
The response was immediate, and wonderful:
[snigger]
We all know about the foul Clintons and their insatiable greed for money (e.g. the Clinton “Foundation” a.k.a. the Clinton ATM), coupled with their need to get “donations” from just about every evil source on the planet so as to subsidize their jet-set lifestyle.
Here’s the Brit version, in the shape of Prince Andrew, Duke of York:
Thames Valley Police have refused to comment on who is paying for the security they provide to Prince Andrew, at an estimated cost of £500,000 per year. It is said that one of the duke’s principal problems is that he and the duchess desire a lifestyle that is beyond their means. Well, yes. And me. I desire that, too. The Duke of York, however, refuses to rub along on an official income of £250,000 p.a. tax free from his mother, the Q.E.II, plus his naval pension of £20,000 p.a. accrued from his 22 years of naval service from 1979 to 2001. Tom Bower, royal biographer, said: “(The Duke and Duchess of York) have an appetite for luxury which is beyond the understanding of mere mortals. There’s a sense of entitlement in it all, that is the real problem. They think nothing is too much for them.” In 2020 Andrew bought a £220,000 Bentley to add to his two Range Rovers. He also has a collection of luxury watches, including several Rolexes and Cartiers and a £150,000 Patek Philippe.
His home life is not simple.
He and the Duchess live at Royal Lodge, a 30-room cottage set in nearly 100 acres of Windsor Great Park in Berkshire, owned by the Crown Estate, to which the duke pays a notional rent, but bearing the costs himself of upkeep and staffing which are estimated to be up to £1 million a year.
He also has a little place in Verbier, a Swiss ski resort, which he bought for £16.6 million, but failed to pay the final installment, of £6.6 million, for which he is being sued.
Norman Baker, a former government minister who has written a book about royal finances, believes that the duke’s extravagance has forced him into trying to supplement his income by building business relationships with a list of dubious associates. He said: “Andrew has had a succession of benefactors, deeply unpleasant people mostly, who want to be associated with someone from the royal family and he’s been prepared to be associated with them in return for money. He once took a diamond necklace worth £18,000 as a gift from a convicted Libyan gunrunner. These are the sort of people he’s dealing with.”
Most notably, of course, the paedophile and sex trafficker, financier Jeffrey Epstein. (Which leads us back to Bill Clinton, Liar Extraordinaire — Kim.)
The Times has revealed that from 2015 the duke was borrowing an average of £125,000 every three months from a credit facility offered by Banque Havilland, an institution owned by the Rowland family. The duke made a final withdrawal of £250,000 in November 2017, then 11 days later the whole debt was cleared by David Rowland. Buckingham Palace conduct rules state that members of the Royal Family should never accept gifts of money, or money equivalent in connection with an official engagement or duty. Time his finances are investigated, at the very least by HMRC – oops – that’s Her Majesty’s Revenue and Customs Service. His mum. Oh, well.
Tom Bower described the duke’s business activities as “shameless”. He said: “He is a man of unbelievable bad judgment and remarkable greed. And with each step his past catches up with him.”
Horrible fucking bastard.
No wonder the DoY is such a good friend of Bill Clinton: their common predilection for sucking cash out of whoever wants to party with them is perfectly congruent. As is their common predilection for young pudenda.
Just my opinion, of course; I could be wrong.
Email from Longtime Friend Gibby:
“Idiots are working as ‘armorers’ on film set… You should be doing this work and not idiots (don’t care who her dad was!). Reach out — I’m am sure you could get this sort of piece work (forgive the horrible pun…) if you put your resume out?”
No doubt I could. Except that it would probably require that I:
Nope. They’d have to pay me more than they pay Alec Baldwin — and I still wouldn’t do that.
Let ’em all kill each other.
I see actor and lifetime activist Ed Asner has died, age 91.
N.R.I.P. Commie asshole.
I’m done being nice to this lot, when they hate us, rejoice in our misfortunes and basically want us to disappear.
Here they come. First it was the tech companies coming to Dallas and Austin, now it’s the fucking movie people?
Hollywood stars are leaving Tinseltown behind to recast their lives in Austin, Texas.
What comes next? Did you have to ask?
Yet even those accustomed to Austin’s growing pains have been stunned by the pandemic’s fallout, which rocketed housing prices by 43 percent in one year — the steepest climb of any major metro area in the country. Tales abound of home sellers being bombarded with all-cash offers the moment a property hits the market. During the first half of the year, 1,440 Austin-area houses sold for more than $100,000 over asking (versus 22 houses in the same period the previous year).
Here’s the good news, though. Leaving L.A. for Austin is like jumping from a pile of dogshit into a pile of cowshit.
The homeless problem created by Adler and the city council has had a decidedly negative impact on the city and its residents. Crime involving homeless suspects has seen a drastic increase over the past two years.
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To make matters worse, the “defund the police initiative” and the anti-police sentiment that has been encouraged by the far-left politicians that govern Austin have pushed an alarming number of officers to resign or move to other departments. Each of these factors has contributed to making the city less safe, but the city council and Mayor Steve Adler don’t seem to care.
Welcome to Los Angeles-lite, assholes.
Here’s another example of the stupid calling out the equally-stupid:
Bette Midler faced an angry backlash last night after ridiculing Melania Trump’s accent and calling her an ‘illegal alien’ while the first lady spoke at the Republican National Convention. The award-winning performer, 74, launched a tirade against Melania on Twitter in which she said: ‘Oh, God. She still can’t speak English.’
Midler was immediately branded a ‘racist’ and ‘xenophobe’ by critics including Piers Morgan, and accused of ‘dunking on an immigrant’ who became a US citizen after emigrating from Slovenia in the 1990s.
When faux outrage is uttered, can Piers Morgan be far behind? Let’s attack this quantum stupidity on all fronts, starting with the woman who got her start singing in the Turkish baths of New York.
Dear Bette: after you reach a certain age, your vocal cords stiffen, becoming less and less able to speak in different tongues, so to speak, without retaining your original accent. (The cut-off age seems to be about age 18 or so.) That’s why it’s best to teach young children a foreign language as early as possible rather than attempting to do so as adults. After nearly a quarter-century of living in the United States, for example, my own accent is irretrievably that of my native Johannesburg — for the simple reason that I was in my early 30s when I embarked on the Great Wetback Episode and my vocal cords were as stiff as boards by then. I can imitate the occasional Joyzee or Texan phrase, but not carry on an entire conversation in the patois without sounding like an idiot. (When speaking Afrikaans, however, my accent is perfect — no South African can tell if I’m Afrikaans or “English” — simply because from birth I grew up speaking both English and Afrikaans.) So if the First Lady — who emigrated Over Here in her 20s — still has much of her native Slovenian accent, that’s why. It’s not stupidity, Bette, and certainly nowhere near the level of yours.
Let’s move on to Our Piers and his ilk. If I make fun of an Irish or Scottish accent, or (to be even less microscopic) a French or German one — which I frequently do — how can it possibly be “rayciss” when all members of the above, including myself, are of the same (sorta-Aryan) race? It’s a simple matter of confusing “race” with “ethnicity”, unless we’re going back to the time when talking about the Irish or Spanish “races” when meaning ethnicity. The problem for these dweebs is that there’s no pejorative term for ethnic mockery or chauvinism, so they have to get sloppy and use the “eeeeevil rayciss” epithet. It’s not only imprecise but incorrect; but I don’t expect morons like Morgan to understand that.
And finally: making fun of other people’s accents is about 50% of all humor, and maybe still more in my case. I mock, with equal frequency and ferocity, the various accents which make up these United States and Europe — whether Joyzee, Texan, Frog, Kraut, whatever — and that’s all fair game and funny; but as soon as I be makin’ fun of Ebonics, nigger, or mock an actual African expression like “Aiiiisssshhhh, yehbo Bra!” that’s suddenly OMG Beyond The Pale [sic] ?
Fuck that for a tale. All these Wokesters and scolds can kiss my lily-white African-American ass.
Afterthought, for Bette Midler: Melania Trump speaks five languages, while you speak only one, stupidly.