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  • [3] April 20, 2015 at 9:29pm

    oh, because that worked so well when they supported Michelle Bachmann in 2012…….


    They don’t ANOINT anyone. Unlike the dems, Conservatives aren’t in lock-step. And frankly, the only one to introduce fascism to America is your boy 0bama.

  • [13] April 16, 2015 at 4:55pm

    Lady Antebellum are entertainers. This is a story about an event which happened to them, in their tour bus. It’s definitely got a faith ANGLE, but it is most assuredly not misplaced. But thanks for the dig at religion – it always adds to a conversation when you can be both condescending and insulting.

  • [8] April 7, 2015 at 11:20am

    Crappy? Like, complaining about being eliminated from a DANCE competition when this guy lost an arm and a leg? THAT kind of crappy? Sort of like focusing on the petty instead of the bigger lesson, the incredible strength and dedication to even BE there?

    Or MAYBE they look at themselves in the mirror and say “Maybe I should focus on what I DO have – what my blessings are, and maybe I should dedicate myself to being better – a better dancer, a better friend/father/mother/son/daughter – and less on what I DON’T.”

  • [6] April 6, 2015 at 11:46am

    lena dunham lies about rape (with the added detail that the fake rapist was a Republican), is still employed. rolling stones writer writes a completely fabricated story about rape, is still employed. Duke Lacrosse team is falsely accused of rape, THEIR lives are turned upside down, and even though DNA exonerated them, the prosecutor STILL wrote a book implying they only got out of being charged because they had “white privilege”. And the most famous of the hideous fake-rapes, tawana brawley. And al sharpton has an inside track at the White House.

    Seriously? What is WRONG with us?

  • April 5, 2015 at 5:08pm

    So make up your mind. Do words have meaning, or don’t they? If certain words are insulting and derogatory, and you agree with the premise, then it’s perfectly ok to ban them. However, if you DON’T agree with the person or ideal – why, then it’s much ado about nothing. I’m not saying you, specifically, since I haven’t read all of your posts – more the universal “you”.

  • [13] April 3, 2015 at 3:01pm

    Yes, he’s ashamed. It’s why he’s working against affirmative action now. It worked for elizabeth warren, and she’s not ashamed – it worked for 0bama to get into school as a foreign student. How about we just let people in on merit? What a concept.

  • [3] April 2, 2015 at 9:00pm

    The two “Conservatives” that gave $20 and $250 to the family that just wanted to be able to honor their beliefs? Are you talking about THOSE “fools”? Because I thought they were kind of amazing. I’m so sorry you view the world in such a negative way. Hope you get better, bless your heart.

  • [4] March 28, 2015 at 2:13pm

    Oh c’mon, now – that could have meant ANYTHING. He could have been referring to a new idea he had to revolutionize flight seats or a way to reorganize the cockpit, or safety regulations he’d been working on. 20/20 hindsight is always fabulous – but who the heck hears that and immediately thinks – “Oh, he’s going to fly a plan into a mountain!”

  • [10] March 28, 2015 at 11:58am

    The ADL got an inquiry from The Blaze – and it involved a darling of the left – so, of COURSE they reacted with a “nothing wrong here, move along” statement.

    I personally think OTHER people started noticing and sending in reactions that they realized it looked bad if they just left an obvious and offensive stereotype out there. Hence the second statement.

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  • [7] March 27, 2015 at 8:02pm

    18 month old babies are afraid of MOST people! They don’t care what color you are! Holy cow! What a fool!

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  • [17] March 27, 2015 at 4:53pm

    Riiiiiiight. So, THAT’S why he was asking how to get to the Taliban. So he could figure out where NOT to go…..and THAT’S why he shipped his computer home and asked his CO what would happen if his military issued stuff came up missing – and why he walked out in the middle of the night. Yep. SURE. All those letters about how he hated what he was doing and the military and America? That was all just COVER. Or he was writing a screenplay. Or perhaps just a joke! Yep, THAT’S it.

  • [5] March 22, 2015 at 1:22pm

    I’m sorry, I fail to see how anthony weiner sending his explicit photos results in public condemnation and Trent Lott makes a comment about state’s rights which is INTERPRETED as supporting segregation, and he’s drummed out of his career – yet this idiot sends an explicit photo and EXPLICIT racist tweets, and everyone yawns.
    What is WRONG with this country????? She should NEVER GET ANOTHER DIME from ANYone with an ounce of self-respect.

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  • March 18, 2015 at 2:34pm

    You mean, kinda like you just did, with your comment?


  • [20] March 18, 2015 at 1:54pm

    He was “co-opting black language”?????

    Uh, that’s what language IS.

    English in particular co-opted words from a BUNCH of other languages, and made it part of our melting pot of words, pronunciations, spellings, meanings, and origins.

    People take themselves and their melanin WAY too seriously.

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  • [25] March 14, 2015 at 1:36pm

    Most telling to me – that it was intentional – is that he didn’t even look after he did it. If it were a “fan” he’d have been looking at her at least to see what happened when she obviously fell. It looks completely clear to me that he was intentionally causing a crash.

  • [111] March 12, 2015 at 9:40pm

    Here’s an article I just love about Robert Downey Jr – and I think it emphasizes that he was always this guy – he just lost his way for a while.

    The Day Robert Downey Jr. Saved My Grandma
    At the height of an emergency, the actor turned into a real-life superhero.
    By Dana Reinhardt from Quest for Kindness

    I’m willing to go out on a limb here and guess that most stories of kindness do not begin with formerly drug-addicted celebrity bad boys. Mine does. You may or may not be a fan, but I am: His name is Robert Downey Jr., and it was the early ’90s (I was barely 20 years old) when this story took place.
    It was at a garden party for the ACLU of Southern California—my stepmother was the executive director of the organization. I was escorting my grandmother to the event.
    There isn’t enough room in this story to explain to you everything my grandmother was—I would need volumes. So for the sake of brevity, I will tell you that she was beautiful even in her 80s, vain as the day is long, and whip smart, though her type of intelligence did not include recognizing young celebrities.
    I pointed out Robert Downey Jr. to her when he arrived, in a gorgeous cream-colored linen suit, with Sarah Jessica Parker on his arm. My grandmother shrugged, far more interested in piling her paper plate with cheese. He wasn’t Cary Grant or Gregory Peck. What did she care?
    The afternoon’s main honoree was Ron Kovic, whose time in the Vietnam War left him in a wheelchair and whose story had recently been immortalized in the Oliver Stone film Born on the Fourth of July. I mention the wheelchair because it played a role in what happened next.

    After the speeches concluded, we stood up in our front-row seats to make our exit. But as she rose, my grandmother tripped and fell smack into the wheelchair ramp that provided Ron Kovic with access to the stage. I didn’t know that wheelchair ramps have sharp edges, but they do—at least this one did, and it sliced her shin right open. The blood was staggering.

    I’d like to be able to tell you that I whipped into action—that I quickly took control of the situation, tending to my grandmother and calling for the ambulance that was so obviously needed—but I didn’t. I sat down and put my head between my knees because I thought I was going to faint. Did I mention the blood? Luckily, somebody did take control of the situation. That person was Robert Downey Jr.

    He ordered someone to call an ambulance, another to bring a glass of water, and another to fetch a blanket. He took off his gorgeous linen jacket, he rolled up his sleeves, and he grabbed hold of my grandmother’s leg. Then he took the jacket, which I’d assumed he’d taken off only to get it out of the way, and he tied it around her wound. I watched the cream-colored linen turn scarlet with her blood. He told her not to worry and that everything would be all right. He knew, instinctively, how to speak to her, distract her, and—most critically—play to her vanity. He held on to her calf, and he whistled. He told her how stunning her legs were. She said to him, to my humiliation, “My granddaughter tells me you’re a famous actor, but I’ve never heard of you.”

    He stayed with her until the ambulance came, and then he walked alongside the stretcher holding her hand and telling her she was breaking his heart by leaving the party so early, just as they were getting to know each other. He waved to her as they closed the doors. “Don’t forget to call me, Silvia,” he said. “We’ll do lunch.” He was a movie star, after all.

    Believe it or not, I hurried into the ambulance without a word. I was too embarrassed and way too shy to thank him.

    We all have things we wish we’d said, moments we’d like to revisit and reenact. Rarely do we get that chance to make up for those times when words utterly failed us. But I did—many years later.

    I should mention that, later, when Robert Downey Jr. was in prison for possession of heroin, cocaine, and an unloaded .357 Magnum handgun found in his car, I thought of writing to him. I wanted to remind him of that day when he was humanity personified, when he was the best of what we each can be. On that day, he was the kindest of strangers.

    But I didn’t.

    Some 15 years after that garden party, ten years after my grandmother had died, and five since he’d been released from prison, I saw him in a restaurant. I grew up in Los Angeles, where celebrity sightings are commonplace and where I was raised to respect people’s privacy and never bother someone while he’s out having a meal. But on this day, I decided to abandon the code of the native Angeleno and my own shyness, and I approached his table.

    I said, “I don’t have any idea if you remember this …,” and I told him the story.

    He remembered.

    “I just wanted to thank you,” I said. “And I wanted to tell you that it was simply the kindest act I’ve ever witnessed.”

    He stood up and he took both of my hands in his and he looked into my eyes and he said, “You have absolutely no idea how much I needed to hear that today.”

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  • [4] February 5, 2015 at 1:12pm

    I’ve always thought it was supremely arrogant to assume to know what God means 100%. It is as possible to fully know God’s mind as it is to fully understand space. I believe, with faith, we come to a personal relationship, but we can’t possibly know what everyone else’s relationships are. The Bible is a guide, not a recipe of finite proportions.

  • [13] February 4, 2015 at 5:15pm

    And yet you felt compelled to read it, scroll down, click on “comments” and type up a response…….

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  • [24] February 4, 2015 at 11:43am

    This whole series of comments made my morning! lol

  • [18] February 3, 2015 at 11:03pm

    Well, we should just give them the keys to Gitmo.

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