OK. Let's see, the death toll in Iraq is currently the highest it has ever been; 100-a-day are dying in Iraq; American troop deaths are now over 3,110. Yesterday in Jerusalem the courteous Israel Army goons broke up a Palestinian protest with tear gas and stun grenades--those stun grenades looked pretty irritating, man; they explode as if real grenades--I mean quite a blast and a big ball of smoke after they blow--looks as though one of those might leave you smarting were it to explode say in your face or groin. Several hundred Palestinians were protesting the Israeli government digging right by the foundation of the Muslim's holy of holies that sits up on Holy Hump in old Jerusalem [Jeru and Salem--it's been a divided city for a long time]. Also, there's a strange story of a US military build up in Northern Africa--on the Commander and Thief's order. But, wait a minute, was there a mention of these things on this morning's network news? Why no, not one mention. I mean, come on. The networks are right. The death of Anna Nichol Smith is more precious to Amuricans, you know, than anything happening in Iraq ("Hey, those guys volunteered to be soldiers; soldiers go to war; soldiers die in war--that's just the way it is, pal.")--and, they have to know every sordid detail about it, too--like, "What was going on in that Hard Rock Cafe Hotel between the time Anna Nicole Smith checked in and when she checked out (literally this time)--Anna was accompanied to the Hard Rock with either her husband, her manager, or her baby's father, the extremely egomaniacal Howard K. Stern--I know him from the old Howard "King of All Media" Stern radio show--Anna Nichol, too; she was always on Howard's show acting like a dope addict and having with her the PR jerk Howard K. Stern. This trailer house trash queen even had her own physical trainer and nutritionist with her when she crashed at the Hard Rock, can you believe that? What a life, eh? So she only lived 39 years; still, what a life. More privileged than yours, I'll bet.
Now, let's see, what has Anna Nicole Smith done to be so F-ing privileged, and these freaks are privileged, privileged in the sense they can be dope addicts, drunks, psychos, stone neurotics, shoplifters, even murderers and they are given privilege after privilege of impunity and immunity; even in death this white trash hillbilly strip queen has the privilege of having her death headlined all over the US of A at the expense of reporting on the colossal deadly game going on in Baghdad, where while this totally twisted neurotic dumbass was killing herself taking weight-loss pills, pep pills, sleeping pills, uppers, downers, lithium, valium, washing handsful of them down with alcohol the world was sufferings tons of turmoils--Holy Shit, and this piece of wretched hillbilly sadness had the privilege of bringing a child into the world right in the middle of her worldwide humiliation on her various come-back teevee appearances and drunken appearances and her up-and-down battle with the blubber--I mean, come on, the best she ever got was Hugh Heffner took naked pictures of her plump tits and ass and that's what got her on her way to her life of total privileged self-destruction.
She suffered from the Marilyn Monroe complex. All of these middle-aged PR-created girly bimbos idolize Marilyn "How Neurotic Can You Get" Monroe.
So, anyway, Saint Anna Nichol gave an old creaky Texas millionaire horse thief a happy ending to his old bag-of-bones life--she whacked him off occasionally, you know, gave him some titty and showed him some cooch and hell yeah, that old reprobate had a happy ending, satirical enough to leave his fortune to her.
There's a Carlo Ponti movie or some such Italian moviemaker movie starring Ursula Andress (Ursula Undressed, we used to call her) in all her fantastic naked glory in the role of a nurse who's hired to home care a dying Mafia don--The Sensuous Nurse the movie was called. The first time the Mafia don sees his new nurse she's bent over him pushing her cleavage in his face. When she stands up, the old don is smiling like a Cheshire Cat and saying something over and over, one word, smiling and saying it with his arms outstretched toward Nurse Ursala. Everyone's asking, "What's Papa saying?" And the old man keeps smiling and saying, "Poooo..." That can't figure out what he's saying until Nurse Ursala bends over and the old man casts his eyes on her magnificent rounded ass and suddenly says loudly and clearly, "Pussssss-eee!" Yep, that's what brings an old man back from the grave, "Pussy." Amazing.
100 people were blown to bits in Baghdad, but the headlines in our newspapers and on our televisions concerned the death of this one woman, the death of a Pussy. The horny boys and young men of Amurica have lost one of their Pussies. Poor woman. She's dead because that's all the poor thing was, a piece of pussy. She leaves behind a dead son and a live daughter. Anna Nichol is still in line to inherit the old Texas horse thief's millions, posthumously, which means her "Who's Your Daddy?" daughter will get the gold mine--and believe me, there'll be a whole bunch of daddies coming out of the woodwork (5 as of 2/15/07) claiming Little Baby Smith is theirs; and it could be, too, since Anna herself didn't know which man's spermatozoa marathoner hit hot and ready egg at the tape. Can you imagine, ladies, not remembering which one of the stable of men you're F-ing is the father of your daughter? I mean, they can take the baby onto the Maury Povich Show and get a free DNA test to check it out, can't they? I'm sure Maury 's program director is on the phone now booking Baby Smith on the show. [Poor ole dumbass Anna left all her worth to her dead son in her will.]
Maybe it's old Hugh Heffner's little bastard. Is old Heff still packing some virile sperm?
Ain't life a joke.
Well, that's all, folks:
thegrowlingwolf
for The Daily Growler
More U.S. troops died in Iraq over past four months than in any similar period of war
WASHINGTON (AP) — More American troops were killed in combat in Iraq over the past four months — at least 334 through Jan. 31 — than in any comparable stretch since the war began, according to an Associated Press analysis of casualty records.
Not since the bloody battle for Fallujah in 2004 has the death toll spiked so high.
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