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Thursday, October 26, 2006


Boy, Michael J. Fox is taking a lot of flak.

You would think a guy with Parkinsons Disease would be given a bit of grace now and again, but no, American conservative radio host Rush Limbaugh (possibly better known from the aptly-titled Al Franken book, Rush Limbaugh Is A Big Fat Idiot) is all over him like a pit bull on a poodle.

In case ya have not heard, the actor, best known for the Back To The Future movies, appears trembling in an ad to support Congressional candidates promoting funding for embryonic stem cell research (which, not coincidentally, could aid in finding a cure for Parkinsons, a disease that is characterized by uncontrolled muscle tremors).

Rush (Is A Big Fat Idiot) Limbaugh however, has suggested that Fox was either off his medication or acting before filming the spots to, presumably gain empathy from voters. Wow. Rush Limbaugh IS a big fat idiot.

Has Limbaugh even heard of Parkinsons? Is there some disgrace in trying to get funding for research that could cure a disease that has severely crippled your physical state and limited your career and future?

Well, let me say that although I doubt Fox was acting per se, if he was, who cares? Rush makes it seems like no one ever exaggerates for the sake of political gain. Hmm, if he wants to see some acting, maybe he ought to take a closer look at the gang of thespians involved in covering up that whole Mark Foley deal in Florida. Now there is some great acting!

Hey, even if Fox was exaggerating his disease, cut the guy some slack, Rushy. He has to deal with an incurable neurodegenerative disorder associated with the destruction of his brain cells. There is no treatment, and there is no forseeable cause. If Fox is acting, he is acting because, in essence, his life depends on it. I mean sure, its not as traumatic as getting down to the final boneless buffalo wing on the Applebee's Appetizer Sampler or say, getting addicted to pain medication but...oops, did I hit a sore spot, Limbaugh?

Let Fox say what he wants. Its a free country, and besides, consider it retribution for letting us trash Teen Wolf and putting him on the cover of Tiger Beat magazine all those years ago.

Tuesday, October 24, 2006

Last Week In Hollywood...

Whatever Angelina Does, Madonna Does Better

Madonna has officially been granted an interim adoption of a Malawian baby, according to a statement from her publicist. Now, I dont wanna say she is copying Angelina Jolie or anything, but I hear she's re-naming the kid 'Maddonnax'.

Jessica Speak Real Good-Like For Herself Now

Jessica Simpson has taken over her own public relations duties. She tells Jane magazine, 'I am my own publicist right now. I've called all the heads of the tabloids. I don't want anyone else to speak for me now.' Great. I can't wait for all those misspelled and grammatically-incorrect press releases updating us on what her favorite color of dog is to start rolling in.

Disney Wants Lighter Children

The Disney Company will begin serving healthier and more nutritionally-balanced meals at their domestic theme parks. Apparently, they're realizing its not such a SMALL world after all, and its getting bigger by the cheeseburger. Be sure to let your child enjoy a mouthwatering 'Winnie The Pinto Bean-Lentil-and-Quinoa-Pooh Pita Wrap' next time they're strolling through Fantasyland.

Tara Reid Brags About Her Ugly Breasts

American Pie star Tara Reid is making a stink in the press about her botched breast implant and liposuction procedures. She says her implants made her self-conscious, especially when it came to being intimate. She says, 'Guys I was dating would be like, 'They look really bad. You know, you should really get them fixed.'...I mean, you definitely need to turn the lights off, that's for sure.' Nevermind the lights. I think I'd need earplugs. Hey Tara, too bad you can't lipo your ugly, unsightly insecurity so you dont have to date the type of idiots who are going to say to your face 'you should really get them fixed'.