TheSometimesWhy
TheSometimesWhy
TheSometimesWhy

Ah, Wolfie, you just violated the cardinal rule about feeding A-list celebrities: you never, ever divulge things to the media. Not only do those mentioned no longer patronize you as punishment, it makes other A-listers uneasy that they might be next.

The Five Horsefaces of the Apocalypse.

The Hollywood Power Elite:

This is the most coherent thing you’ve left here. Now light a match, and crawl back under the bridge you call home...

So, on the one hand, he pays tribute to the women who have contributed to his political success.

So we can assume you missed the point of this piece, identifying most with the parents who shielded their daughters from life’s rigors?

Not all people.

Boom!

This was so way beyond that if somone had asked the young man where he was going immediately after that bit of barnstorming, he could’ve said “Disneyland,” and there would have been a line of nubile fleshettes waiting to escort him there themselves...

Big Pharma makes the illegal drug cartels look like punk vandals by comparison.

Sports and religion, twin sons of different mothers. Both, when taken in their best Light, as exemplified by Mr. Williams here, really can illuminate paths we may otherwise miss.

The picture that accompanies this post makes it look like Mr. Cruz’s head is being swallowed in a tidal wave of flesh bloated by a pestilent ignorance of Biblical proportion.

I am not a big fan of shame, but I hope the day comes, preferably sooner than later, when this human vacuum sees this clip and recoils at her utter wrongness for the sentiment she voiced here.

This sad excuse for a man is the answer to the question of what does our body politic’s penis look like.

Take a bow, please!

Primal scream therapy as late-night-programming.

Ms. Jenner is on the brink of inking a seven-figure deal?

Call me crazy, but I have to think carrying your I-phone on your breasts like that can’t be good for them, cancer-wise.

Maybe the bereaved should pray for someone to take their guns away...

There is a faithlessness in feminism’s impact in Ms. Steinem’s observation about young women and their support of my friend Bernie Sanders that I find dispiriting. Why can’t it be that maybe, just maybe, the young women today, as a function of their activism and their political acumen, just find Mr. Sanders’ positions