Put it all together with her "love" for Oprah (even though she openly admits Oprah's crazy and deceives people) plus a fag hag sense of humor that only gays could love, and what have we got?
Someone for whom the "D" in "D-list" stands for "Desperate" - as in Desperate for a man!
And yeah, keep Dreaming.
O.K. - next week - we take Scientology's Juliette Lewis out for a little spin,...
“There’s a cut in funding for the National Institutes of Health. This is not a healthy thing for our country because that research has answers. You know that every family in America is one telephone call, one diagnosis, one accident away from needing the kind of biomedical research that can cure–really have the biblical power to cure in a very, very special way and so to cut back on that research is wrong.”
The way NewAgers will mix other religions in with their BS is a remarkable thing to behold - remember Juliete Lewis' "You could be a Jewish Scientologist or a Buddhist Scientologist or a Christian Scientologist" speech? Now Nancy Pelosi's giving credence to what I've been saying about San Francisco and faith healing, and cloaking it in Christianity for political acceptance. Bravo! (And don't be fooled because Christianity involves faith healing - she's from San Francisco - she's a NewAger.)
Of course, she makes herself look and sound silly (this was the third most powerful person in government?) but Bravo! anyway! It's not like looking and sounding silly is anything new for either politicians or religious folk.
The Houston Press' TV reviewer caught it (like a virus) even if no one else did:
I thought I imagined it at first, or was suffering the onset of hallucinations brought upon by sleep deprivation, strong drink, and three consecutive nights of watching Steven Tyler undress the audience with his eyes. But for maybe the first time since Season 10 of Idol began, I actually rewound my DVR to rewatch something.
It starts out ambiguously enough that you know something hinky is afoot, then moves into uncomfortably quasi-spiritual territory before flashing the "S"-word. And why am I talking about it so much? Because it was one of the few mildly surprising moments of an otherwise utterly predictable evening.
I included the clip,...because I imagine a few of last night's failed contestants - and not a few of you "suppressive persons" - might need some auditing in the near future.
"One of the few mildly surprising moments of an otherwise utterly predictable evening." Ha! - See what happens, Mr. & Mrs. Conformity-As-Entertainment, when they don't think they can get Charlie Sheen?
They start coming after YOU!
Because you've proven - with your lack of independence, Gawd-awful taste in entertainment, overall low standards, and tumble weed-infested lack of imagination - you're prime-cut cult material! You'll go for ANYTHING! (As long as it blinks and promises to be uplifting at the end, you're recruitable.)
Not only that, but you're too dumb to be insulted by their backhanded flattery (oh yeah, they want you, because you're fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuucked UP!) and, of course, you won't cause a fuss or a scene. You're not going to stop watching American Idol over some little ol' commercial, are you? Of course not, not you. Us, maybe (well, we never watch American Idol to begin with) but not YOU. Your brain's already turned to fucking mush. There's tons of commercials on T.V., right? What's one more?
Much to our surprise, The New Yorker is continuing Lawrence Wright's coverage of the Scientology cult, with proof from L. Ron Hubbard's military files that - in the words of Scientology spokesman Tommy Davis - "Scientology is based on a lie.”
A lie that proves the cult of Tom Cruise, John Travolta, Kirstie Alley, Juliette Lewis (above) Anne Archer, and a whole host of other Hollywood residents, is most definitely NOT a religion - but IS a scam!
Now that's what we call a Valentine's Day present!
Oh, we love you, too, New Yorker! And not just for the movie reviews this time! We mean it:
She's horse-faced ugly.
She's got no tits.
But she does have a flabby ass.
Put it all together with her "love" for Oprah (even though she openly admits Oprah's crazy and deceives people) plus a fag hag sense of humor that only gays could love, and what have we got?
Someone for whom the "D" in "D-list" stands for "Desperate" - as in Desperate for a man!
O.K. - next week - we take Scientology's Juliette Lewis out for a little spin,...
This is wild:
A lie that proves the cult of Tom Cruise, John Travolta, Kirstie Alley, Juliette Lewis (above) Anne Archer, and a whole host of other Hollywood residents, is most definitely NOT a religion - but IS a scam! 
