If You Think Other Networks Hate Fox News Now…

It’s being reported by WorldNetDaily that somebody paid the abductors of Fox News reporter Steve Centanni and videographer Olaf Wiig $2 million dollars to secure their release.

If this is true, once word gets out and circulates around the Nutcase Anonymous meetings in the Middle East, it’s open season on reporters from all networks — except perhaps CNN. There is, after all, some honor among thieves, and one basic tenet of the anti-American movement is that you never kidnap family.

In another stunning development, it’s been reported that Fox News offered the terrorists $5 million to kidnap Geraldo Rivera, and the offer was declined

Lights, Camera, Pollution: Hollywood Is Destroying The Environment

The results of a UCLA study are being released today, and the findings are an official version of something we’ve all known for quite some time: Hollywood is one of the biggest contributors to environmental wretchedness.

Sure, Barbra Streisand, Sean Penn, Ed Asner, Alec Baldwin, and all the rest of the wacky Tinseltown band who play first chair snivelhorn with Martin Sheen and his All-Bohemian Orchestra destroy a little piece of the logic ozone every time they open their mouths, but the UCLA report is literal. Hollywood pollutes, big time.

From the LA Times:

The report found that the film and television industry emits a whopping 140,000 tons a year of ozone and diesel particulate pollutant emissions from trucks, generators, special effects earthquakes and fires, demolition of sets with dynamite and other sources.

“Given the importance of the movie and TV industry in Southern California, we thought this was something the public should know,” said Mary Nichols, head of the UCLA Institute of the Environment. Nichols, a law professor and past secretary of the California Resources Agency, said researchers found that although individual productions and studios are taking steps to minimize environmental damage, the industry’s “structure and culture hamper the pace of improvements.”

Leave it to Hollywood to have to generate fake earth quakes and fires when they’re right next to actual earth quakes and fires.

How will environmentalist Hollywood greet this report? It won’t be. This is how they make a healthy living – a career that affords them the soap box (constructed out of California Redwood, no doubt) from which they can preach to the rest of us about environmental responsibility.

Hollywood is chock full of walking oxymorons, and just plain morons for that matter. These are the wealthy bankrupt, the mansioned homeless, the environmentalist polluters, the fantasy-world realists and gated-neighborhood communers with nature.

Tinseltown was long ago diagnosed with a severe case of “do as I say not as I do syndrome,” and there is no known cure. They drive Priuses to airports – to board private jets which will take them to a movie location that will spew bilge into the air. They make a fortune and bash the greed of all corporations with the exception of film production companies. They’re against all guns — except the ones carried by their bodyguards.

They even call George W. Bush a murderer and then fight like crazy to save the life of a convicted killer of four innocent human beings. Remember Stanley “Tookie” Williams, who was the cause celebre of late 2005? Oh how Hollywood activists fought to save the valuable life of the man who co-founded the “Crips” in 1971, a Los Angeles street gang that has since spread from coast to coast. This made Williams the Ray Kroc of gangbanger franchising, and a celebrity himself in many circles. 

Liberal Hollywood not only contributes to ozone depletion, smog and general planetary griminess, but it also embraces and demands mercy for select killers and the generally unstable, often from within the safe confines of their guarded and gated Malibu communities. If that security were breached, however, the story would be much different. Can anyone honestly doubt that if one of the people Tookie Williams was accused of murdering was an actor that he would have had nearly the number of Hollywood allies sporting cries of his innocence?

Much of Hollywood is selfish, duplicitous, counterproductive and moronic — but they’re also rich, which means they can afford to keep telling the rest of us what idiots we are. And maybe to some degree they’re right. After all, we made them rich.

The next time you see a Hollywood movie about how the planet is being destroyed by the ecological evils of America, remember that the film was most likely made by people who are pointing an accusatory finger at “environmental rapists” while they themselves are often caught with their pants around their ankles and scratch marks on their faces, standing uncomfortably over a frightened Mother Nature.

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Martin Luther King, Jr.’s Dream Turns Into Poverty Pimp Photo Op Nightmare

He was a renowned civil rights pioneer. A man who led his people out of harsh oppression and into the light of freedom. A southerner who rose from poverty to become the greatest black leader in history.

But enough about Bill Clinton.

Yesterday was the groundbreaking for the Martin Luther King, Jr. Memorial in Washington, DC. Seemingly lost in the mix of the groundbreaking for the memorial was the groundbreaking for the memorial, as the crowd consisted of more camera hogs than a pig farm with a trough full of sugar-coated Nikons. Jesse Jackson and Al Sharpton were there, of course, due to the hypnotic “moth to bug zapper” draw of television lights:

Jesse isn’t crying because of MLK, but rather because he found out all the votes were counted last week.

Others at the groundbreaking were Oprah Winfrey, who gave a way a new car to everybody in attendance (or so I imagine), and Maya Angelou read poetry. She wasn’t invited, she was just happened to be there reading “Why the caged bird sings” to anybody who would listen. 

President Bush was also in attendance, along with possible future First Gent Bill Clinton. Does this picture help sum up why the Republicans got stomped last Tuesday, or what?

When Bill Clinton was introduced, he received a standing O from the crowd, who later started clapping as well.

I’ve never figured out how Bill Clinton can be such an easy sell with a good portion of the African-American community. What am I missing? What did he ever do for them?

For most of the ’80s, as Arkansas governor, Clinton did his best to see to it that blacks didn’t fall for all that “decade of greed” talk, with 1990 census statistics showing white families in Arkansas with a median income of $22,550, and black families at $12,128. Good thing Clinton was there to fight for them, or else black families in Arkansas would have finished the ’80s owing money.

Later on, as president, Clinton also offered his now famous sage advice to a black business executive. At a town hall meeting, Herman Cain, the CEO of the Godfathers Pizza chain, raised concerns to Clinton about the cost of employer mandates. Clinton’s answer – as the most powerful man in the world displayed an economic intellectual energy so low it couldn’t even power a potato clock – was stunning: He offered Cain an idea to fight high taxes that the CEO probably hadn’t thought of – hadn’t thought of because of its inane stupidity. The answer was, essentially, “Just raise your price.” This solidified my desire to leave the garage door down when I started my car the next morning.

What would have happened if Cain had, in a fit of neuron-fizzle, followed Clinton’s advice? More than likely, his customers would have fulfilled their pepperoni and mozzarella needs at a place where a pizza didn’t cost as much as a Cadillac El Dorado. Then Cain, and all his employees, would have been out of work – victims of the man who loves them so much.

Clinton has also displayed a tremendous respect for black heritage. In 2001, the historic landmark, the Choctaw Terminal, built in part by craftsmen who were former slaves, a building which was truly a piece of black history, was leveled to make room for the Clinton Presidential Library. Arkansas finally gets a library and it’s got to be smack on top of a piece of black history? That’s OK, I suppose, since Clinton’s blacker than the Choctaw craftsmen, right?

In the name of fairness, here’s one credit Clinton does deserve from the black community: He assists the residents of Africa and the Caribbean in the fight against the spread of crime and sexually transmitted diseases. He does this mostly by virtue of not visiting those places very often, but still, it’s something.

Here’s what President Bush had to say at the memorial groundbreaking:

“[The memorial] will unite the men who declared the promise of America and defended the promise of America with the man who redeemed the promise of America.”

The… huh?

Don’t you wish Bush would just give it up? It’s nice that he wants to speak at these ceremonies honoring civil rights leaders, but hopefully he realizes that there’s no political gain to be found there, as among black Democrats Bush is about as popular as Mahmoud Ahmadinejad at a Bar Mitzvah.

Remember when Dubya spoke at the funeral for Coretta Scott King, and subsequent speakers took to the podium and roasted more Bush than an out of control bonfire at a nudist colony? It was disrespectful, it was inappropriate to the occasion, and it was — not surprising in the least.

Dr. King, your dream has turned into an agenda driven poverty pimp photo op nightmare.

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Martin Luther King, Jr.'s Dream Turns Into Poverty Pimp Photo Op Nightmare

He was a renowned civil rights pioneer. A man who led his people out of harsh oppression and into the light of freedom. A southerner who rose from poverty to become the greatest black leader in history.

But enough about Bill Clinton.

Yesterday was the groundbreaking for the Martin Luther King, Jr. Memorial in Washington, DC. Seemingly lost in the mix of the groundbreaking for the memorial was the groundbreaking for the memorial, as the crowd consisted of more camera hogs than a pig farm with a trough full of sugar-coated Nikons. Jesse Jackson and Al Sharpton were there, of course, due to the hypnotic “moth to bug zapper” draw of television lights:

Jesse isn’t crying because of MLK, but rather because he found out all the votes were counted last week.

Others at the groundbreaking were Oprah Winfrey, who gave a way a new car to everybody in attendance (or so I imagine), and Maya Angelou read poetry. She wasn’t invited, she was just happened to be there reading “Why the caged bird sings” to anybody who would listen. 

President Bush was also in attendance, along with possible future First Gent Bill Clinton. Does this picture help sum up why the Republicans got stomped last Tuesday, or what?

When Bill Clinton was introduced, he received a standing O from the crowd, who later started clapping as well.

I’ve never figured out how Bill Clinton can be such an easy sell with a good portion of the African-American community. What am I missing? What did he ever do for them?

For most of the ’80s, as Arkansas governor, Clinton did his best to see to it that blacks didn’t fall for all that “decade of greed” talk, with 1990 census statistics showing white families in Arkansas with a median income of $22,550, and black families at $12,128. Good thing Clinton was there to fight for them, or else black families in Arkansas would have finished the ’80s owing money.

Later on, as president, Clinton also offered his now famous sage advice to a black business executive. At a town hall meeting, Herman Cain, the CEO of the Godfathers Pizza chain, raised concerns to Clinton about the cost of employer mandates. Clinton’s answer – as the most powerful man in the world displayed an economic intellectual energy so low it couldn’t even power a potato clock – was stunning: He offered Cain an idea to fight high taxes that the CEO probably hadn’t thought of – hadn’t thought of because of its inane stupidity. The answer was, essentially, “Just raise your price.” This solidified my desire to leave the garage door down when I started my car the next morning.

What would have happened if Cain had, in a fit of neuron-fizzle, followed Clinton’s advice? More than likely, his customers would have fulfilled their pepperoni and mozzarella needs at a place where a pizza didn’t cost as much as a Cadillac El Dorado. Then Cain, and all his employees, would have been out of work – victims of the man who loves them so much.

Clinton has also displayed a tremendous respect for black heritage. In 2001, the historic landmark, the Choctaw Terminal, built in part by craftsmen who were former slaves, a building which was truly a piece of black history, was leveled to make room for the Clinton Presidential Library. Arkansas finally gets a library and it’s got to be smack on top of a piece of black history? That’s OK, I suppose, since Clinton’s blacker than the Choctaw craftsmen, right?

In the name of fairness, here’s one credit Clinton does deserve from the black community: He assists the residents of Africa and the Caribbean in the fight against the spread of crime and sexually transmitted diseases. He does this mostly by virtue of not visiting those places very often, but still, it’s something.

Here’s what President Bush had to say at the memorial groundbreaking:

“[The memorial] will unite the men who declared the promise of America and defended the promise of America with the man who redeemed the promise of America.”

The… huh?

Don’t you wish Bush would just give it up? It’s nice that he wants to speak at these ceremonies honoring civil rights leaders, but hopefully he realizes that there’s no political gain to be found there, as among black Democrats Bush is about as popular as Mahmoud Ahmadinejad at a Bar Mitzvah.

Remember when Dubya spoke at the funeral for Coretta Scott King, and subsequent speakers took to the podium and roasted more Bush than an out of control bonfire at a nudist colony? It was disrespectful, it was inappropriate to the occasion, and it was — not surprising in the least.

Dr. King, your dream has turned into an agenda driven poverty pimp photo op nightmare.

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