Not guilty.
Posted on 11/02/2009 1:59:19 PM PST by Reaganesque
A friend of mine once called it Elvis Disease. Occasionally an individual will become so powerful, that he forgets he is mortal. (It’s what happened to Marlon Brando’s character in “Apocalypse Now.“) Because when a human becomes so important that people confuse him with a god, he might start believing it himself.
When Elvis came out of the dressing room for the first time in that sequined white jumpsuit with elephant bells, high collar, and a matching cape, he asked the people he thought were friends, “Ahh , what d’yall think? Ahh picked it for my Hawaii show…”
But everyone lied, and told him that he looked great. He didn’t really have any friends. Just a handful of people making an incredible amount of money working at Elvis Inc. So nobody stood up to him. When a man gets surrounded by a phalanx of assistants, groomers, managers, agents and other members of the entourage whose job it is to tell him how great he is –these things happen.
Michael Jackson suffered from the same affliction. Nobody had the nerve to tell Michael that he shouldn’t be sleeping with little boys, so it continued. If you remember the Martin Bashir documentary, he was very adamant about his proclivities with those beautiful little boys: “Why can’t you share your bed? That’s the most loving thing to do, to share your bed with someone…”
Apparently there was nobody within Michael’s inner circle that had the nerve to explain it to him and risk the unemployment line. There aren’t a lot of openings for jobs that pay six figures changing IV bags and gluing on a prosthetic nose.
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Bill Maher is one of those occasional dog turds in the giant punch bowl of life....
Only in Hollywood would Maher be considered as popular as Elvis or Michael Jackson. Few people know who he is, and those few are divided further between those who like him, and the greater number who think he is a nasty man resembling a ferret.
Bill Maher is about as funny as finding pubic hair
on your toothbrush.
Maher seens to be somewhat like Lenny Bruce, that you can push an act only so far. In such cases, his act is real only to the himself.
I wonder what his ratings are?
Maher also suffers from ‘Vanna White disease’. That’s where a person’s head is almost the same width as their shoulders.
What a pathetic little man. I’m sure the hardest work he’s ever done is making a bong out of a beer can.
Bill Maher’s bored with it all delivery masquerading as humor is like the guy who invited everybody over to his house for drinks, then you find out his kid sells vacuum cleaners.
To say that Elvis dressed weird is to say that you know nothing about the 1960s.
I doubt the bastard ever had a friend.
Consider the fate of one Daniel Dravot.
I tried to watch this but it was just too tedious.
Why? I don’t give a damn about Maher.
Not guilty.
That’s what she looked like close to 30 years ago.
If his show is on hiatus for a couple of months, now would be a good time to lose a couple of pounds (get a nose-job).
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