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Billy Ray’s Slutty Ten Year Old

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Miley Cyrus’ 9 year old sister Noah (yeah, ya heard me right, Noah!) has once again been slutty in public.

Said sluttiness may or may not have something to do with the not-so-innocently named “Ooh! La, La Couture” fashion line that the kid is launching, a line which may or may not be including lingerie but which is nonetheless far too slutty for such young kids.

Obviously, this kind of thing is not good for kiddies – it puts their scantily-clad bodies in a place where their minds don’t really want to follow, sets them up as pedophile bait, and teaches them that sexiness and conspicuous consumption are what life is about. Tori leader David Cameron has actually done the right thing in this case by threatening to introduce laws to deal with corporate sexualization of children, but it’s a sad state of affairs if society has to go that far to prevent something as obviously wrong as nine year olds dressing like denizens of the Playboy mansion.

And where the hell are Billy Ray Cyrus and his wife Leticia in all this? Didn’t they learn anything from the controversy generated by the risquĂ© photo shoot Miley Cyrus did a while back? Noah Cyrus is obviously too young to know what’s right and what’s wrong, Billy Ray and Leticia Cyrus are not and they should be able to see that letting their baby girl strut around dressed like a 5 dollar whore is not a good thing. But then what can you expect from a couple of people stupid enough to name a girl Noah? Of course, maybe I’m being too kind in laying the blame at the door of their stupidity – perhaps it’s their greed that deserves the blame, after all a kid this young is obviously not setting up her own company, is she now?

And just in case you thought little Noah’s only boundary problems lie in her fashion choices, check out this video of her and all her little girly friends pole dancing! Excuse me, but I have to go and throw up now…

Born Black. Born Male. Born Dead.

Born Black. Born Male. Born Dead. published on

One night last year California transit cop Johannes Mehserle took out his gun and fatally shot Oscar Grant in the back while Grant was lying face down on the ground.

One would think that this would be a pretty obvious case of murder, especially given that several witnesses managed to film the killing and then uploaded it to the internet.

Despite this, BART cop Mehserle wasn’t even convicted of murder but of the lesser charge of involuntary manslaughter, presumably because someone bought the defense’s claim that he was reaching not for his gun but his taser, and of course the idea that a man who is kissing the concrete needs to be tasered, and that a gun and a taser feel the same in the hand, and that as he leveled the gun at Oscar Grant Mehserle didn’t have time to see that it was a firearm not a taser, cos you know, the dude must be retarded or something.

This lesser charge was bad enough, but when Judge Robert Perry handed down the sentence did he go for the maximum of 14 years?

Of course not, the guy only shot a nigger! A male nigger at that! Hell, as far as the powers that be are concerned, being black makes you less human, and being male makes you less human, so Mehserle could have shot Paris Hilton’s Chihuahua and gotten a heavier sentence!

So what did Mehserle get? Perry handed out the smallest sentence he could – two years! Two years for killing an unarmed man as he lay helpless! Not only that, but with time served he’ll be out in about one year!

Think I’m kidding about the Chihuahua? Remember Michael Vick? Yeah, that’s right, the fucker that killed those fighting dogs. He got twenty three months, so I guess that’s what a black man’s life is worth in America, about half a dozen pit-bulls!

Meanwhile Mehserle has whined that the other inmates will want to kill him, so at least the news isn’t all bad. Now if only we could manage to send Judge Perry to the same cage…

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Video of the murder below

 

 

In New Delhi Sport Matters, People Don’t.

In New Delhi Sport Matters, People Don’t. published on

In the Commonwealth, which is to say the countries which at one time were part of a certain empire on which the sun never set, we have the habit of every four years wasting a massive amount of money on a thing called The Commonwealth Games – think Olympics with all the big threats like the U.S and China eliminated and you’ll have the right picture.

Not surprisingly the event is held in one of the participating countries, and this year the task fell to the poor bastards in the Indian capital of New Delhi.

This in itself is offensive, in that the ruling elite of such a poor country is being allowed to waste on a mere entertainment money which could instead be put into helping the people starving in its over crowded streets.

But to make matters worse, the authorities have decided to lie to the rest of the world by hiding the city’s poor.

Not only are the fetid shanties in which Delhi’s poor are forced to live being hidden from view by brightly colored facades, but beggars – 70% of which are male and 30 % of which are younger than 18 years of age – are being rounded up, packed into trucks, driven outside the city and told to not come back until the games are over!

The authorities deny this of course, but places that usually teem with hundreds of beggars are now seeing only a handful. And to buy the authorities’ take on the situation one would have to believe that Delhi’s poor are so stupid as to decide that rather than stay at home and cash in on the influx of middle class Indians and well-heeled foreigners, it is instead time to take a holiday in the provinces!

Some of these people have been put into shelters, but according to activists Delhi simply does not have enough shelters to house more than a fraction of the city’s poor. On top of this, several slums have been demolished in the lead up to the games, which means that even if the poor are allowed to return once the middle class and the rich have had their fun, they will be facing even worse conditions than before.

India is not a welfare state in which these people can go out and collect a government benefit that affords them a packet of noodles and a leaky tenement. For these people, you beg or you don’t eat.  But that’s just how it is, isn’t it? In India as elsewhere, the rich get to party down while the poor get to starve to death in a cardboard box.

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