Don’t ask me how or why I know this you know why, but David Axelrod, President Obama’s campaign adviser, has become the target of the Italian Democratic Party in an ad currently running on the IDP website. Axelrod is currently working as an advisor on the re-election bid for Italian Prime Minister Mario Monti, and the Italian Democratic Party doesn’t like that. So they decided to run an attack ad comparing Axelrod to Axl Rose. Because for some reason, the IDP thought comparing Axelrod to the most unflattering photo of Axl Rose (or maybe any human for that matter) ever taken, would turn people off to Minister Monti. Below is the translation of the ad.
“A guru recommended to Monti to attack his opponents. But the guru, sooner or later, will leave and Italy’s problems will remain.”
First of all, this makes no sense. Second of all, this makes no sense. Third of all, Axelrod isn’t even a ginger, so this makes no sense. Lastly, Guns n’ Roses is HUGE in Brazil, just like Axl was when he was there in 2011. So if the goal of the Italian Democratic Party was to give votes to Minister Mario Monti (and who wouldn’t want to with a name like that?), then THAT MAKES SENSE!
The great and powerful Lemmy spoke to Rolling Stone recently, and in an article published today, Lemmy appealed to voters regarding tomorrow’s presidential election to not vote for “The Monster”. The republican candidate otherwise know as Mitt Romney.
I mean the alternative is Mitt Romney. Please, please don’t vote for Mitt Romney. Fuck him. Repeal abortion law is the first thing he’ll do. Fucking monster.
Fuck him indeed. Lemmy went on to say that he hadn’t be able to “bear” watching the debates, something I’ve heard a lot from my very metal circle over the last few weeks. Although after the first one, it was pretty much like watching Ed Rooney trying to take down Ferris Bueller over and over again, and we all know how that movie ends. But listen, no matter where you are, if you already haven’t, be sure to vote tomorrow. And for fucks sake, take Lemmy’s message into account when you do. If you think for a minute that Mr. Killmister isn’t correct when he says that RoboRomney will repeal abortion rights, listen to the words that came out of Romney’s mouth during an interview from 2007. Besides, monsters are only good for two things: eating people in the movies, and hiding under my bed when I was six.
Lemmy Kilmister endorses President Obama with the help of Photoshop.
And let’s not forget that even though Lemmy can’t vote, and he didn’t really write Obama’s name on his chest with a red sharpie, someone did edit the Motörhead track “Bomber” to say “It’s Obama“. The edit is almost good enough to believe, and should have been Obama’s campaign song in 2008, if the band had recorded it themselves. In other news, I can vote and I agree with Lemmy’s chest.
I really hate to be posting about verbal diarrhea that keeps flowing out of the mouth of Dave Mustaine, but Mustaine’s latest delusion-laden comments that President Obama “staged” the mass shootings in Colorado, and the Sikh temple in Wisconson in an effort to pass a “gun ban” in the US, even have me shaking my heavy metal head in shame. In case you’ve been living in a cave for the last week (like me), here’s what Mustaine had to say during a Megadeth performance in Singapore earlier this week:
“Back in my country, my president … he’s trying to pass a gun ban, so he’s staging all of these murders … Aurora, Colorado, all the people that were killed there… and now the beautiful people at the Sikh temple. … I don’t know where I’m gonna live if America keeps going the way it’s going.”
Now it seems that while back-peddling a bit with Alex Jones (groan), Mustaine said he could have been more “eloquent” when he accused the President of being a party to mass murder. All while patting himself on the back for being a “patriot”.
“I love our country and my whole thing with this is that I think we should just look into it… I just think that we deserve to know the truth – that’s it. I’m a patriot. I’ve always been controversial. I’m a political songwriter. And this wasn’t done to hurt any our, my, fellow countrymen. I think that it’s something that we really, really need to look into.”
Listen, the only thing that we really need to look into is WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO DAVE MUSTAINE? You know, this guy? Or this guy? And how about this guy? Remember him? Unfortunately, it looks like we’re stuck this Dave Mustaine. And that guy sucks.
The West Memphis Three, then and now. Left to right, Damien Echols, Jessie Misskelley Jr., and Jason Baldwin.
Like many of you today, I’ve been reading reports about the somewhat sudden release of The West Memphis Three all day. While it’s not hard to feel a sense of relief that finally, after 18 years in prison, Damien Echols, Jessie Misskelley Jr., and Jason Baldwin are free, the news is still bittersweet.
Accused of masterminding a horrific crime that resulted in the death of three eight-year-old boys, Damien Echols spent half of his life on Death Row. In a letter published today on the Free The West Memphis Three website, Echols continues to maintain the trio’s innocence. Despite the fact that the use of the ‘Alford plea’ in their release requires that Echols, Misskelly Jr., and Baldwin acknowledge that prosecutors in the case have enough evidence against them.
Recent DNA evidence (which wasn’t available at the time of the incident and trial), has concluded that DNA found at the scene was not a match for Echols, Misskelly Jr., or Baldwin. Yet, three eight-year-old boys are still dead, and 18 years later their killer remains at large. Today, three boys leave prison, now men in their mid-30′s, half of their lives lost forever, and their collective futures uncertain at best.
The Prosecutor in the case, Scott Ellington, still believes that the three are guilty of the crime. According to Ellington, the case might be “closed” but he still believes that Echols, Misskelly Jr., and Baldwin are guilty, saying that he has “no reason to believe that there was anyone else involved in the homicide of those three children.”
Undoubtedly, some are angry that The West Memphis Three were released today, and others, like myself, are celebrating. As of this writing, the defense has named another suspect, Terry Hobbs, the stepfather of one of the murdered boys, as a suspect. DNA evidence from a hair found in the shoelaces used to bind the boys is a match for Hobbs. Three new eyewitness accounts place Terry Hobbs with the three children at his home, shortly before the boys disappeared. An accusation that Hobbs has already denied under oath.
The judge in the case will now have to make two rulings, one regarding juror misconduct, and the other regarding the DNA from the crime scene that does not belong to Echols, Misskelly Jr., or Baldwin. It’s unclear if the accusations and DNA evidence linking Terry Hobbs to the crime will ever be prosecutable.
A case based on panic and hysteria, not actual evidence and proof, is still without closure.
Over nearly two decades, the media, countless blogs, and many high-profile celebrities and musicians, like Pearl Jam and director Peter Jackson, have helped bring awareness to the case, as well as helping to fund the WM3′s massive legal defense. Now that the West Memphis Three seemingly have another shot at life, let’s not forget they still need our help. For more information, visit the West Memphis Three site.
For the last few years, rogue artists all over the world have been making our boring currency a lot more interesting by replacing the images of George Washington (and other white guys that appear on our paper money), with their versions of rock stars and other pop culture icons.
Scott Baio. 48 and Full of Hate. Coming soon to the Discovery Channel.
According to the Internets, former teen heart-throb Scott Baio recently tweeted some questionable comments via his Twatter after filing his taxes. What happened next will forever live on in Internet infamy as one of the most unexpected celebrity (*cough*) meltdowns of all time. Here’s exhibit A, Baio’s tweet about his taxes:
Wa! Wa! Wa! Anyway, Chachi’s “kill the poor” tweet got the attention of the website Jezebel. Jezebel posted Baio’s tweet on their site, resulting in a bunch of responses from Jezebel’s readers ranging from calling Baio a “bag of mashed assholes” to the suggestion that he might need an “empathy intervention”. Which really pissed Baio off. So naturally, he tweeted about it:
Baio then went on to play every crazy card in his deck, shooting back at Jezebel saying that he was going to “pray “for them while reminding the blog (run and written by women) that “the broom and the dustpan are in the closet”. Scott thought he was being sneaky by tweeting his barefoot-and-pregnant jive in poorly translated Italian. Chachi: FAIL! Then things got truly bananas when Baio’s wife (whom he acquired on his reality TV series, Scott Baio is 45 and Single) got into the virtual fist-fight with the following tweet:
It’s nice to see Mrs. Baio smiling in her Twitter profile picture while holding her infant daughter. It almost diffuses her use of the words “Lesbian shitasses!!!!!!” and “cuntness”. But not so much her quote that “Scott Baio has more class in his piss” than the rest of us. Anyway, as true to form as any closet hater can be, Mrs. Baio qualified her shitass statements via a follow-up tweet, defending her Freedom of Speech and also to remind everyone that she herself has “lesbian” friends who are nice and loyal. To say nothing of her other friends that come in all shapes (her one fat friend), sizes (her other, fatter friend) and colors (she has been photographed with a black woman). Phew, what a relief?
Things quickly went down the rabbit hole of no return when Renee Baio tweeted that they were forwarding the entire exchange with Jezebel to the California Attorney General (?) in the hopes of prosecuting all those involved in this latest round of online Baio bashing (the first occurred after Baio’s appearance on the Glenn Beck Show). So much for Freedom of Speech, ‘eh? Dang, Scott Baio, you really picked a winner. And while on on the subject of picking, Here’s Baio’s final word to the lesbian shitasses at Jezebel and all the other people who envy his “happy and successful life” (*cough*hack*cough*):
And to that I say, Sit on it, Scott Baio. Seriously.