Thursday, September 18, 2008
Friday, July 18, 2008
American Schadenfreude, The real #1 pastime
Obviously, the most delicious schadenfreude is homegrown from the finest in superior ultra-conservative piety and self-righteousness, but not all the best schadenfreude comes from the front page and not all stories are buried deep in the past.

Fifty years ago a judge wearing a dress was a hangin' offense. Today, it's just another new cycle. On Feb. 6th, when 63 year old Judge Robert Somma was arrested for DWI after he hit a pick-up truck. Highway patrol found him wearing a black women's cocktail dress, fishnet stockings and high heels. Lately, things like that are hardly worth noticing, but it’s hard to ignore male on male rape.
On April 3rd, Cumberland Country Commissioner, Bruce Ba

Judge Donald Thompson

While it’s fun to snicker at the forced education of homosexual bathroom foot etiquette authored by Senator Larry Craig, Donald Thompson, the penis pump judge, brings the schadenfreude like no other in recent history. Unknown to most, the real story only begins after he was caught.
It’s important to note that gourmet schadenfreude is served with a side order of stupidity. Thompson knew his clerk had seen him naked beneath his judicial robes on several occasions but the compulsion to enlarge his penis was too great. For weeks, members of the court could hear a ‘wooshing’ sound arising from beneath the judge’s bench. Video tapes of the proceedings recorded the sound. By the time Thompson was arrested, the evidence was overwhelming. Desperate for a viable defense, his Honorable Judge Donald Thompson began reaching for an excuse. If the pump would have been black he would have claimed racism. Channeling Austin Powers, Thompson first claimed the penis pump was a gag gift. He never used it. But most importantly, Thompson swore by all that was holy, that he never once masturbated while on the bench.
Cue CSI music. William Peterson: “Your Honor, we took a look at your robes and underneath your bench; we hit it with a black light and it lit up like someone has been shooting white neon paintballs.
That’s right, when the police turned their ultra-violet light onto the judges robes, semen stains fully illuminated the inside. Same for the judges’ bench. If that wasn’t enough, the prosecution went to the trouble of testing the DNA stains just in case another judge was sneaking into the court and night and masturbating his way around the room. Thompson would of been better off pleading a small penis.
The Allens
On first glance Bill Allen doesn’t make the schadenfreude cut, but



And don’t get Bill Allen mixed up with Sherman Allen. On Feb. 21st, Reverend Sherman Allen of Fort Worth's Shiloh Institutional Church of God in Christ (a Pentecostal sect) was accused of anally raping women and then paddling them. Local papers delighted in using his nick-name, "Reverend Spanky." After the first complainant stepped forward, four foot tall Allen was besieged with accusations from other women how he attempted to vanquish the lesbian demon that dwelt within their vagina - with his penis.


Talk Show Hosts

In October of 2004 Bill O'Reilly, right-wing conservative talk show host

Sky Pilots Jabbering into Heaven
The religious always-right have contributed to America’s schadenfreude like no other group.

In 1986 Reverend Jimmy Swaggart worked diligently as his own

Gary Aldridge
Gary Aldridge is one of the greatest in h

“What is autoerotic asphyxiation daddy?”
They couldn’t explain his death at Sunday mass. They couldn’t post it on the community bulletin board. They probably came out and said, “Sorry, he’s dead. No reason. He just died.” How could they say anything else? You can’t just serve - dildo, rubber suit and autoerotic asphyxiation - on a delicate congregation and then follow with Amazing Grace. (Although, I would have paid to have seen that.) News must have spread like a Vegas bride. My schadenfreude guru woke up thinking about the myriad of right-wing Alabama grandmothers that were given an advance study course in fetish and fetish safety. Does grandma have a safety word?
Pray the gay away
It made front page news in November of 2006 when founder of the Association of Life-Giving Churches and leader of the National

Governor Mike Spitzer - lightweight.
Spitzer doesn’t make the cut. While it’s true that Spitzer is the worst kind of hypocrite by vigorously prosecuting cases of prostitution when he was attorney general, the story of a politician caught with a call girl is hardly unique. $80,000 for prostitutes? That doesn’t even make it into the record books. A discriminating shadenfreudist must only look back to 2004 when conservative activist and benefactor to many Christian groups in Montana,

Upon careful auditing of Dasen’s expenditures, police estimated that Dasen spent more than 5 million dollars on prostitutes over the last decade. Their conclusions were confirmed when the rate of petty crimes rose sharply in the area. Dasen was singlehandedly supporting the methamphetamine trade for most of the state by mostly employing addicts. If that wasn’t enough, as owner of the Christian Financial Counseling service, Dasen often ‘prayed’ upon the cash strapped young women that arrived looking for help managing and consolidating their debts.
The schadenfreude icing-on-the-cake arrives when asking the question, how did the cops know Dasen spent 5 million dollars on prostitutes? Answer: He always paid with a check. Once again proving the adage, the best schadenfreude arrives with a side order of stupidity.
Mark Foley

It’s a well known joke that Congressmen have a long tradition of abhorring bookmarks because they prefer to bend over the pages. Jokes have a way of sticking around when anchored with a thread of truthiness. There are several internet lists of congressional closeted homosexuals, but you can’t mention gay right wing republicans without mentioning, Mark Foley. In September of 2006 Republican Congressman Mark Foley made front page news when he abruptly resigned from Congress after “sexually explicit” emails surfaced showing him flirting with a 16-year old boy. Foley is only worth mentioning because his text message “flirting,” was nothing of the sort. Take the time on the internet to download his IM messages and you’ll find what may be the very first ever documented case of IM cybersex. (Not an easy thing to do with one hand.)
Dr. W. David Hager

Apparently, how women have sex is a huge concern for Dr. W. David Hager. In 2003, as a Bush appointee to the FDA’s advisory committee to women’s health, Hager did his best to stop over-the-counter sales of the day-after pill. Something like that was against his religion. But exploiting women publically was nothing compared to what he was doing behind closed doors. In 2005 an article in The Nation brought a first hand account of Hager-sex, by his wife, the victim. She claimed he had anally raped her for 8 years, often leaving money in payment for her prostitution services after he was finished. She would receive more for oral sex. The story only gets weirder after that. When asked about the anal sex, Hager said, “I missed.” Dr. Hager is a gynecologist.
Great Moments in American Schadenfreude
At first glance Vice-President Cheney’s hunting ‘accident’ will forever be remembered as the defining moment in American schadenfreude. Not only did the public receive a dose of weirdness not seen since the Aaron Burr - Alexander Hamilton duel, they were suddenly privy to what drunk neo-conservatives do for fun. It wasn’t enough to shoot lobbyists in the face, Cheney’s fetish was to kill birds already bred in captivity and then only allowed to fly, for the first time, when he kicked them loose from the scrub bush where they were placed. Many Americans still remember and revere the moment when John Stewart brought forth an expensive tea set to help the audience enjoy the schadenfreude of the moment. It was difficult not to laugh as his audience was impatiently waiting.
While Cheney’s shot heard round the world is excellent schadenfreude, it only comes in at #3 in America’s best. (but only because there's no video.) The top 2 come fully recorded. Coming in at #2 is President George Bush, Sr.
Most 3-Stooges pie fight scenes are staged in the middle of the most dignified of events for a reason. It’s just funnier. In 1992, when our President, George Bush Sr., leaned over during a diplomatic dinner and vomited all over the lap of the Japanese Prime Minister, that was funny. To be fair, there wasn’t a dignified way for the ultra-conservative Japanese Prime Minister to respond so he just sat there, with a stoic look on his face, as if being vomited upon by the most powerful man in the world was something he hadn’t noticed. I felt terrible for the Prime Minister but I couldn’t stop laughing at him. Aw, it couldn’t have happened to a nicer guy.
Stephen Colbert
Mr. Colbert holds the top spot. On April 29, 2006, Stephen Colbert, during the White House Correspondents dinner, stepped up and did what no other man in the media ever dared to do... . You see, Colbert agrees with President Bush. Colbert isn’t one to give into facts or statistics. Books are all facts, no heart. Colbert thinks with his gut. Just like the President. And it’s a well known fact that “truth has a liberal bias.”
It’s almost excruciating to watch. If you haven’t already, you can watch the entire thing on Google video. George W. Bush, who has been extremely careful through his presidency to avoid any direct con

The delay schadenfreude didn’t arrive until a year later when the President’s handler, fearful of another ‘incident,’ booked aging comedian Rich Little to host the event. Rich Little? No, he’s still alive.
Friday, January 18, 2008
Dick Cheney Jokes and the Search for a New Candidate


We need a candidate that would add color to a debate stage. I was stoked when Stephen Colbert ran in South Carolina. For the first time in forever a pundit had a chance of controlling a delegate. Knowing Colbert, the Democratic Convention would of never been the same. Once again I have to mention the funniest thing I’ve ever seen. You can check it out at:
http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-86918391775857487
Our job as citizens is to judge these candidates as people and decide for ourselves if they are worthy of our support. How can anyone judge these people? By their very nature, Presidential Candidates are practiced at not revealing anything personal, deep or real about themselves. I have noticed that one way to gauge their real personality is to watch their reactions when confronted with the silly or the humorous. Can they make a joke? Can they tell a good one?
It’s only thru the inane that candidates are forced to let their guard down. I’ve been saving a question for years. I haven’t had the chance to hit a Republican candidate with it yet. If someone uses this, please e-mail me back and let me know how it played out.
The question: "If Jesus Christ returned to earth tomorrow and ordered you, as your professed savior, to have sex with him, would you?"
You know the candidate would be worth supporting if he gave a detailed description of how he would sexually satisfy our lord. I mean, he has too, doesn’t he? If Jesus is your lord and savior, and he orders you to do something, how can you say no? I’ll tell you how. You can say no if you don’t have enough faith. And you can say no if you hate Jesus.
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Dick Cheney Fun Facts: an addendum to Jon Stewart’s "You don’t know Dick."
The first rule of Dick Cheney; you do not talk about Dick Cheney.

It is impossible to charge Dick Cheney with "obstruction of justice." This is because Cheney cannot be in two places at the same time.
In the intelligence community, death is referred to as the "Dick Cheney Disease."
Whenever Dick Cheney travels to France, they surrender.
Dick Cheney once played Russian Roulette with a fully loaded gun and won.
Dick Cheney sleeps with a pillow under his gun.

Dick Cheney was once in a knife fight, and the knife lost.
Dick Cheney can slam a revolving door.
Dick Cheney doesn't play god. Playing is for children.
Dick Cheney can set ants on fire with a magnifying glass. At night.
In an act of great philanthropy, Dick Cheney made a generous donation to the American Cancer Society. He donated 6,000 dead bodies for scientific research.

Dick Cheney brushes his teeth with a mixture of iron shavings, industrial paint remover, and wood-grain alcohol.
Dick Cheney's version of a "chocolate milkshake" is a raw porterhouse wrapped around ten Hershey bars, and doused in diesel fuel.
Dick Cheney doesn’t wear a watch, HE decides what time it is.
Dick Cheney can blow bubbles with beef jerky.
Dick Cheney once fought a grown male badger out of its den with only his teeth.

Dick Cheney starts everyday with a protein shake made from Carnation Instant Breakfast, one dozen eggs, half a pound of pure Colombian cocaine, and twenty ounces of rattlesnake venom. He injects it directly into his neck with a syringe. (This one may just be an urban legend, but to date the Vice President has never denied any of it.)
When Dick Cheney goes to eat Mexican, he orders a whole Mexican but only eats his soul.
Why did Dick Cheney cross the road? No one has ever dared question his motives.
Dick Cheney can jump-start a car using jumper cables attached to his nipples.

Dick Cheney’s body temperature is 98.6 degrees... Celsius.
Dick Cheney’s tears cure cancer. Too bad he has never cried.
Dick Cheney lost his virginity before his dad did.
Dick Cheney doesn’t consider it sex if the woman lives.
Dick Cheney invented American flag pants.
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My favorite jokes:
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A man walked into his psychiatrist's office with a concerned look.
"Doc, I'm worried. I'm having that dream again."
"Which dream is that?"
"You know," said the man, "the one where I'm into sadism, bestiality, and necrophilia. Should I be worried? Or am I just beating a dead horse?!"
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For some reason this joke sounds funnier if you imagine that Christopher Walken is telling it:
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A man walks into a doctor's office. He says, "Doctor, I'm really worried about this dot I've developed in the middle of my forehead. It showed up last week and it hasn't gone away."
The doctor looks at his forehead and says, "I've only seen this in my medical books, but I am certain that this is what is happening. Within the next few months, you will sprout a full-sized penis from the middle of your forehead!"
"You mean to tell me that every day when I get out of bed and look in the mirror, I'm going to see a penis growing from my forehead?"
"Oh, goodness no, of course not," said the doctor. "The balls will cover your eyes."
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Now, I think this last one is hysterical. What is wrong with me? Everyone I tell it to just rolls their eyes.
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Three blind mice walked into a pub.
As they couldn't observe their surroundings, it would be unfair to derive humor from this.
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Rudy Giuliani is to 9/11 as ___________ is to 9/11.
Answer: Reno.
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Knock, knock Rudy. Who’s there?
9/11.
9/11 who?
You said you’d never forget.
Monday, October 22, 2007
Absurdity Rules!!! For the children!!!
http://www.advocatesforyouth.org/abstinenceonly.htm
http://www.washingtonpost.com/wpdyn/content/article/2007/04/13/AR2007041301003.html
10. ____ Hunting quail that were raised in a pen and released mere seconds before they are shot. See our Vice President for information.
9. _____Premium gasoline
8. _____Body Thetan removal
7. _____Penlargement pills
6. _____Steven Segal movies
5. _____Betting on the Cowboys
4. _____Processing fees to release your Nigerian Lottery money
3. _____A free form jazz dance concert
2. _____Convincing teens not have sex
1. _____ N.A.M.B.L.A.
Add that to the Top 10 dumbest things to tell your children:
10. _____If you clap hard enough, Tinkerbell won’t die.
9. _____Don’t go swimming for an hour after eating
8. ______Easter is about the resurrection of our lord, now paint your colored eggs or the Easter bunny will kill us all.
7. _____Don’t let the cat near the baby!
6. _____You can’t have your pudding if you don’t finish your meat. How can you eat your pudding if you haven't finished your meat?
5. ______Because I said so.
4. ______Sex is bad. If you have sex, there’s a good chance that you will catch AIDS and die.
3. ______Don’t dig your finger in your belly button. In the back is a tiny screw that God put there. If you accidently un-screw it, your butt will fall off.
2. ______Every time you masturbate a puppy in doggy heaven is burned to death.
1. ______If you tell mommy your little brother could die.
It’s all in my book, "Tinkerbell died and now I only eat pudding." (Soon to be a major motion picture starring Vanessa Del Rio). On the top 10 lists they came in at #2 and #4. Add them together and you get 6. As in 6-6-6. The devil’s number. Think about it. Well, the Pat Robertson crowd would understand.
You can’t talk about abstinence only programs without talking about the golden age. The 1950's. Forever in the Republican mythos, blacks were barely citizens; those of the wrong religion were persecuted, as per Jesus’ explicit instructions, and anyone who dissented was immediately labeled as a communist. In the 1950's sex before marriage meant eternal damnation. It was easier to persecute the damned. All was perfect in the world. The 1950's became the Republican ideal and they’ve been searching for that promised land ever since. For a billion dollars they’d have a better chance of building a time machine.
On it’s face it seems such a strange concept; ‘Don’t have sex until you’re married.’ It’s as if their goal was to create an unhappy marriage. Holy rollers have traditionally handled this sexual incompatibility with the same deep insight used in handling homosexuality. From the 1950's sex ed propaganda film, You and Your High School Sweetheart: Narrator: "Discovering that you and your mate are sexually incompatible does happen. Luckily, if your mate was a virgin and inexperienced at sex she’ll be more suggestible when you send your wife to your pastor or a clergy member who will make her feel worthless and weak for not satisfying her man. Don’t worry. She’ll come around. It’s what Jesus wants. A happy marriage."
One billion dollars
I can’t get over the sensibility of not spending the money on real social programs. How many families can you house with a billion dollars? How many children can you save through expensive medical treatments? In a world where money is life, it’s a demented decision making process that values sexual propriety over health. When Pres. Bush vetoed SCHIP "for the children" my emotion chip overloaded my neural pathways creating a feedback loop which short circuited my internal Matrix. Before I knew it I found myself in a pod which was draining my energy to power the great machine city. "For the Children." Sigh.
Last night I went to see Austin’s own, Alex Jones. He was showing his new conspiracy theory movie at the Alamo Draft House. It’s called End Game. Jones was there, live and in person, to give a rant, uh, I mean give us a pep talk before the flick. You may not know this but the new world order is coming and we may soon we’ll all be rounded up into concentration camps. The guys in power want the population of the Earth to be around 500 million, so some people have to go. It’s like watching the Evangelical Christians pay money to Israel to help hasten the coming Apocalypse. What makes it sad is that believing in these fantasies is much more comforting than ‘for the children.’ Its like a warm security blanket of madness. As long as it make some kind of sense.
I myself prefer to paint my own delusions. In mine, the great wizard McAngus LaRue has placed a spell on the populace. A spell disbursed through churches. White is black. Up is down. All values of Jesus are reversed because the end times are coming.
I thought of including UFO’s and a pedophile science fiction writer but the Scientologist beat me to it. In my religion Bigfoot and the Dali Lama (big hitter the Lama) have joined forces with the Olson twins to fight the Tri-Lateral commission in a World Wrestling Federation cage match. Our side uses alien science to resurrect Andy Kaufman. For the fate of the world he’ll be wrestling the female clone of Bea Arthur in a no-holds barred, steel cage match. Two men enter. One man, uh, whoever, leaves. In the end it doesn’t matter who wins, just as long as they do it, ‘for the children.’ There. It all makes sense now. A warm enema of truthiness.
Colbert 2008! Colbert 2008! Colbert 2008! Colbert 2008! Colbert 2008! Colbert 2008! Colbert 2008! Colbert 2008!