Joyanna Adams

Nobody's Opinion

Three Questions: Kellyanne, Christine, and McCartney

 

Nobody’s Opinion

There is so much contradiction going on in the news, with movie stars, politicians, and TV pundits, it’s hard for the average Nobody to even phathom where these people come from.

Let’s start with Kellyanne Conray’s Husband, George Conray.

KELLYANNE CONWAY

Clearly, he hates her boss. So, how can Kellyanne go home every night to a man who is hurting HER career with his ‘opinions?”

“I think it’s disrespectful,” she said. “I think it disrespects his wife.” She said when asked in an interview.

Her husband sounds just as hateful to our President as John Kerry is. He says he is a conservative lawyer, but he sounds like Maxine Waters in drag.

I wouldn’t stay married to him. Kellyanne is so brilliant, and he is obviously just another lawyer idiot.
It’s Hard for me to understand, how any husband would do that to his wife. It’s as if, he’s never even heard her talk.

Amazing. One can only think that she stays with him for the kids.

Like I said: confusing.

CHRISTINE BLASEY FORD

The lastest sex bimbo scandal…dug up in the California elite schools of Trump haters. Democrats ALWAYS resort to the sex scandal. It never worked with Trump, but they just want to dirty his name. 

It’s what they do.

Christine Blasey Ford, (Let me remind you serial killers always have three names.) told The Washington Post that in high school, in the early 1980s, Kavanaugh allegedly pinned her to a bed at a party and forced himself on her.

Ford told the Post that Kavanaugh “groped her over her clothes, grinding his body against hers and clumsily attempting to pull off her one-piece bathing suit and the clothing she wore over it.”

Kavanaugh has denied the allegations.

Okay. What was she doing at a party in a one-piece bathing suit? Nobody Wonders why THAT bit is important, Was this a pool party? You tell me this little feminist who loved to surf didn’t come into sexual drunken boys on the beach most of her life? Uh….

Gee…we are suppose to believe that this university alumni has kept quiet ALL THESE YEARS! How many jobs has this man had?

Well, it didn’t matter until the Supreme Court was about to be overrun by conservatives. Karl Rove is BESIDES himself.

I guess at least he didn’t PEE on her bed, so we have that to be thankful for.

The mere fact that Diane Feinstein pulled this little trick at the very last-minute tells us all we need to know: It’s simply that. A trick.
Even if it WAS true, She was NOT raped.

But hey, Bill Clinton DID rape women, and I bet Christine would have kept that little secret forever in her psychological memoirs, and not even told her own husband.

Paul McCartney

How did this man get to be such a political idiot? Which goes to show, just because you’re a genius in one field, doesn’t mean you know anything about another.

Paul has jumped on the Bono/global warming/bleeding heart/ bandwagon of rich billionaire joining it to redistribute YOUR money to the globe.

Just because, he’s getting old and needs to stay in the limelight.

I’m beginning to wonder if there isn’t a bit of fame addiction to all these aging movie stars out to save the world. If you come out to say you want the save the world, it just might sell another concert tour!

Paul has written a song warning us of President Trump being the captain of the ship that is going to take us into the deep ocean of despair.

Come on Paul. Group masturbation wasn’t your only little secret.

Fess up to the fact that the first two to four Beatles albums were not actually written by you and John. (THERE’s a blog I will write someday.)

I’m a big Beatles fan, and Paul has been a major part of my life musically, but in matters of politic?

He’s a drug infested, brain-dead loonie-toon. I still love his songs. Just don’t listen to word he says.

No doubt he’s jerking off with Bono.

What’s that song that John used to sing?

“He’s a REAL Nowhere man, sitting in his nowhere land, making all his nowhere plans for nobody.”

Like me.

Well…Paul…go swim in your Beverly Hills mansion and leave the nobodies alone. “We’re doing fine.”

September 16, 2018 Posted by | Globalization, Uncategorized | , , | Leave a comment

The Olympics and London’s Big Baby

Nobody’s Opinion

I was going to say something last week about the London Olympic opening ceremony, but really…it left me speechless. It looked like Prince Charles threw up his nightly nightmares onto a big stage and we were all pushed inside his head. The man who put all those little global warming “messages” in his big production, sure didn’t think twice about exposing the thousands in the audience to giant smokestacks belching out sulfuric gas, did he now?

But it was Danny Boyle, not the Prince,  who produced and created everything he thought about England into one big overwhelming polemical statement.

So let me get this straight: Britain went from tending goats, to slaves working in the steel mills, to taking care of sick kids, to party, party, party.  

Huh? That’s not what we think about when Americans  think of England. We think of Shakespeare, NOT Mary Poppins. The Magna Carta, NOT Alice in Wonderland. Henry the VIII, WWI, WWII, Oxford, and Education, and…Kings, and Kings, and more Queens, and Lords.

Forget all that…it was all about those dirty, working, unhappy, slave of a people, who only have sick kids, who grow up and do nothing but text their cell phones while they wander around the city lost.

During  the celebration of the great Health Care System,  you learned those were the REAL nurses and doctors out there dancing. Nobody was wondering who was manning the great British health care system while they were all dancing around? If some poor ‘bloke’ cracked his head practicing that night on the balance bar, he would have to wait for the performance to be over to get a doctor to stitch him up.

Good think Mr. Bean was there to save my mind from exploding.

Come on…How come nobody has made the remark that Prince Charles is about as orgasmic about a tree as any fool on the planet? Nobody Thinks he has a bit to play in this somehow. The BIG tree in the middle was right out of his head. You can’t tell me Mr. Boyle didn’t get a few marching suggestions from the Prince.

And so, the Hobbit land of perfect people, started polluting the earth, and women and men were slaves to the industrial revolution, so England lets China do all the dirty work now…and evolved into its most glorious gift to the world…Universal Healthcare ..and pop  music.

And all of England has sick kids, who have nightmares, while their nurses go out and dance, while their teenagers run all over the city trying to pick each other up with cell phones.

Makes me just want to hop a plane and go to— I’m sorry…Hawaii.

When a giant baby appeared at the end of the ‘hospital” scene..the commentator over here said, ” Well, that’s just creepy.”

It looked like a giant Chucky in cobwebs. What? Are the babies too big in England?

The Queen’s part was fun…her dogs were adorable. And she really was lovely. But they made fun of her anyway. Her subjects were mad because she dared to pick at her nails. Really. She jumped out of a plane, give her a break.  

I tend to notice the little things. Okay, I read too much into the little things. Like the shots of Michelle Obama were SO fast, if you blinked you would have missed it. She had some young black man standing next to her.. and oops…who was he?

Mitt Romney, on the other hand and his wife, had a nice long camera shot…as if to say, “Look, here is your next President.” Which makes me wonder…is it already locked in?   

And then, we had Paul. Nobody criticizes Paul McCartney, but really…I couldn’t believe he went into that old show biz thing where you get the boys to sing and then the girls. I know he did it because he was losing his voice,..but he should have done Live and let Die, ..and then rocked out…instead of “Hey Jude” He had a packed house of young people, from a “entertainers” point of view “Hey Jude” was NOT the song toend the night with.

But then again…maybe he had orders not to wake the big baby.

The “flame” really was quite creative and worth the wait.  Nobody could figure out what the heck all those kids were carrying. Beckham was a bit much.  Nobody Wonders what all those volunteers REALLY got for volunteering? You can bet they got something. Probably free food. They were probably all out of work.

Anybody?

I still can’t make neither head nor tales of the whole thing, so I decided you should read an observation from a real Brit who…says she knows:  

But we, in Britain, knew what it added up to, despite its baffling moments: it was Boyle’s impassioned poem of praise to the country he would most like to believe in. One that is tolerant, multicultural, fair and gay friendly and holds the principles of the welfare state stoutly at its heart. One that is simultaneously silly and earnest, mainstream and subversive, “high” and “low” in its culture.

Right…high, and low—I wonder…will they dare take down that tree? And where is that big baby going to sleep tonight? Is there room in the Tower?

 
 

July 30, 2012 Posted by | olympics | , , , | 6 Comments

   

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