Bad Words, Bad Guy, Bad Case
Move over Braveheart, errr Mel Gibson! Kramer wants a seat at your table. What a meltdown! He’s toast. Betcha Kramer checks himself into rehab – he’ll probably blame his racial bombs on booze.
On a related matter, “once the (N)word comes out of your mouth and you don’t happen to be African American, then you have a whole lot of explaining,” says comedian Paul Rodriguez.
My Brown Eyed Girl and I had a discussion about this. I think Commentary has addressed this before. Is it cool for African Americans to freely use the N-word, Latinos to drop the M-shot, Gays to throw the Q-thing, etc. – you get the picture. Commentary is guilty of dropping the M-shot and I probably should stop, just like I’m starting not to like African Americans using the N-word.
Hey Kramer, you made millions off of your one dimensional character. You’ll be OK in retirement.
Commentary is also tried of this Orenthal business. Every time he shows his mug all the others that we’ve grown tired of seeing emerge. You kind of get the feeling that these folks are making a living off of their dead kin folks. I wonder if Orenthal gets to carve the bird on Turkey Day.
Speaking of Turkey Day, do we really need the grocery stores to stay open till 4 or 5 pm that day? When do the store employees get to go home and fix stuff up?
On a more somber note, three years ago today my friend Ross Allyn was murdered. His killer is still on the loose. Talk about a cold case. Think about it, some killer is going to be enjoying turkey, stuffing, gravy and pies on Thursday, knowing that he/she are getting away with murder. Maybe she/he will have Orenthal over.
November 21, 2006, 9:00AM