Mr. Wrestling IV is an actor in Hollywood. He posts while wearing a mask even though he knows he has nothing to fear from the tolerant, open-minded liberals in his business. Neither one of them.
Mr. Wrestling IV
Bill Maher: I Know You Are, But What Am I?
by Mr. Wrestling IVIn keeping with what apparently is the Left’s best argument against any opposition to President Obama’s policies, which is that anyone who disagrees with them is a racist, Bill Maher posted his most recent profanity-laced juvenility on the obviously standardless Huffington Post this weekend, informing President Obama that, in order to best the lying racists he is forced to govern, he needs to become “an a**hole.”
I couldn’t help but remember a favorite story that my wife and I tell on each other from time to time. Years ago, we were going through some counseling about our relationship (we’re totally cured now, of course. Just ask my wife). We had two counselors who were partners, one of whom focused on us, but both of whom knew our story. After a considerable number of sessions had come and gone with no tangible improvement, one day my wife stormed into their office in an obvious fury to see our guy. His colleague, a wonderfully grumpy man, glanced up at her and offhandedly said, “What’s your problem?”
“My husband’s an a**hole.”
He responded flatly, “Maybe you’re the a**hole.” (more…)
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Honoring September 11th: Remember
by Mr. Wrestling IVI remember the moment when I turned on the television that morning eight years ago and saw smoke coming out of a hole in one of the World Trade Center Towers. I had worked briefly in that building, during my short time living in New York. I sat in horror, wondering what horrible accident had occurred, what misfortunate pilot had wandered off-course and made such a fatal error. What a tragedy, I thought. What a horrible accident. What a shame.
And then, while I sat there in my comfortable American home watching my big screen television on my recently purchased couch with my coffee in hand, in real time, I saw a second plane hit the other tower.
At that moment, I knew: This is an attack. And everything changed for me, utterly and completely. (more…)
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Mary Jo Takes One For The Team
by Mr. Wrestling IVApparently from the way Sen. Edward Kennedy’s passing and subsequent funeral was treated by the media, he was as big a star as Michael Jackson! I haven’t seen a U.S Senator’s death treated with so much reverence and affection since Jesse Helms died. My 9 year old son, watching a little of the show (very little) on TV with me, assumed it must be President Kennedy that was being buried, since it resembled President Reagan’s funeral to him (he still remembers me forcing him to watch that at age 4).
The rosy and heartfelt depictions of “Teddy” this week have seemed to me like intercepted transmissions from an alternate universe, where infidelity, drunkenness, cowardice, and saving your own sorry ass at all costs are virtues. Alec Baldwin even went so far as to assert that Sen. Kennedy might have been as great a legislator as Rep. Barney Frank. While that might seem ridiculous to the people in Massachusetts who keep voting for Barney year after year, I just took it as the usual hyperbole that mourners indulge in while grieving the death of one of their heroes. But a couple of statements by Teddy’s apologists took me aback: (more…)
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What Would I Have Done? — The Flight 93 Memorial
by Mr. Wrestling IVThere is a field in southwestern Pennsylvania, near Shanksville, where forty individuals — 37 American citizens and three visiting citizens from other countries — gave their lives to protect our country on Sept. 11, 2001. They were not members of the US Military. They were not trained in combat techniques. They were ordinary citizens who said goodbye to their families that morning knowing they would be back home in a matter of days or weeks, not having one single inkling that they would be called to an act of heroism that day. They were the passengers and crew of United Flight 93. The humble memorial that has sprung up in that field to honor them is indescribably heartfelt and immeasurably powerful.
The drive to the memorial has to be something that one chooses to make. It is about 90 miles from Pittsburgh, a city that the crashing plane flew directly over that day. It is not something that you just happen upon, driving down the interstate, on your way to somewhere else. One must seek it out. And over 150,000 people a year do so. I went there today. I am glad that I did. (more…)
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Rock ‘n Roll in the Obama Era: The Ass-Kissing Years
by Mr. Wrestling IVYou know, when you do something really stupid late at night, like read Henry Rollins’ Dispatches section on his website, and you come across his characterization of the tea parties happening around the country as “Small groups of grouchy white people acting out and being ridiculous,” not only do you realize that Rollins is a self-hating grouchy white person, but also that we have entered a whole new era of Rock ‘n Roll: The Ass-Kissing Years.
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Where this… meets this.
Now let me get this straight: there are a number of protests by free citizens who think the government confiscates too much of their money and spends it unwisely, and the angry rock anarchist Henry Rollins is on the government’s side? What the hell happened to Rollins? He was head of the band Black Flag in the 80s, a hell-raising, system-smashing anarchist punk band. He wrote songs like Family Man, and lyrics like “swimming in the mainstream is such a lame dream,” for crying out loud. But now, in his dotage, he spends his time ridiculing anyone who speaks up against the almighty State, and calling out anyone who refuses to kiss Presidential ass with him now that his guy won. Then again, maybe he’s just feeling guilty and trying to make up for writing White Minority way back when. (more…)
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Is There Hope for Alec Baldwin? Or Just Change?
by Mr. Wrestling IV
Just a Couple of Supply-Siders
Progressive liberal Democrat Alec Baldwin sent many heads spinning all over the blogosphere when he recently said this:
I’m telling you right now,” the actor warned, “if these tax breaks are not reinstated into the budget, film production in this town is going to collapse, and television production is going to collapse, and it’s all going to go to California.
Now the rich absurdity of a statement like that coming out of the mouth of Alec Baldwin has been chronicled many places all over the web (most notably in the Wall St. Journal), and the fascinating “why?” of it all is still being sorted out. Has he had an economic spiritual awakening? Has he gone insane? Or is he simply a narcissistic hypocrite who only wants tax breaks for the industry that pays him exorbitant amounts of money for saying words other people write during the two or three grueling, catered days a week that he actually has to go to work? (more…)
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Actors Don’t Create Themselves, They Just Think They Do
by Mr. Wrestling IVI can’t watch the Oscars. Before this year, I literally cannot remember the last time I did. A few years ago my wife had to have an Oscar party because a visiting friend insisted, so I set up a television in the garage and watched “Team America: World Police” with a bunch of friends. Of course, we had to watch it twice, since the slobbering, tongue-kissing self-congratulation went on for over 4 hours.
This year was different. My friends and I wanted to see two things. I wanted to see Jerry Lewis get his award in the hopes he’d come out with thick glasses, buck teeth, and make a “Why didn’t I win for THE PATSY, you putzes!” speech. Needless to say, that didn’t happen. Instead, they treated Lewis like a Great-Aunt at a wedding nobody knows but is allowed to make a toast anyway. I guess today’s egomaniacs don’t respect their elder egomaniacs. (more…)
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Whack Your Friends, Tony Would
by Mr. Wrestling IVI turned into Tony Soprano last year. I got so disgusted with a couple of my friends that I whacked them. Not literally, of course; they’re not sleeping with the fishes or anything. But in terms of being a daily part of my life, they’re gone.
Whacked.
I whacked a friend with whom I had worked a number of years ago, and who I enjoyed and respected as an actress. I said (during a recent email exchange in which she evangelized for my conversion to the Obama religion), that I could not vote for Obama because his background, his associations with Wright and Ayers, and his public pronouncements led me to believe that he adhered to a Marxist philosophy, which was explicitly revealed in his “Spread the wealth around” comments to Joe the Plumber. As a free-market conservative, I told her, I believe that government-enforced redistribution of wealth is anathema to the American way of life. (more…)
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