What’s a bonehead move? Poor decision making by people who should know better. Here is part 2 of the list, compiled with the help of friends, old and new.
Jesse Jackson getting caught on tape expressing an unhealthy obsession with Barack Obama’s testicles.
I guess July 2008 was the the moment in time that the entire world should have realized that Barack Obama had an excellent chance of being elected President of the United States. Jackson’s bitterness (It should have been me!) and jealousy (What’s Barack got that I don’t have?) at the ascendancy of Obama forced him to voice his desire to castrate Barack Obama on a live microphone in a Fox News studio. Fox! (An aside: wouldn’t the millions of interviews that Jackson has done have taught him that the microphones are always on?) Of course, Jackson apologized and wept like a baby when Barack was elected, but the visual and audio evidence of Jackson’s peevishness lingers on.
Heath Ledger’s unlicensed masseuse not calling 911 immediately after finding him passed out.
Don’t call one of the Olsen twins because they aren’t doctors. Don’t call a bodyguard who isn’t on the premises to give CPR. Call 911. Don’t panic. Call 911. Even if there are illegal drugs in the apartment. Call 911. Because rehab and a reduced sentence for drug possession are infinitely better than dying at 28 years old.
I imagine that he wakes up in the middle of the night every night screaming ‘Bonehead!’ and Silda replies ‘Damn straight’ while obsessively polishing a handgun.
Joe The Plumber
Rehashing the backstory of Joe The Plumber’s classy 15 minutes on the world stage is beneath me. Let’s just say that Joe was prepared to dismiss anything Barack Obama said about taxes and ‘redistributing the wealth’ because well — he’s an opportunistic tool. Here is John McCain’s hero in an interview with Alan Colmes of Hannity & Colmes:
Redistributing the wealth is wrong unless Joe The Plumber and his family needs some of the wealth. All the rest of us are lazy heathens who are scam artists asking for government handouts. Got it?
Ashley Todd.
Maybe she should not be on the list because clearly this little girl is unhinged. But how could she not be a bonehead when she chose to carve a B on her face when carving O would have made her tale of fictional woe a wee bit more believable?
Margaret Seltzer, Faye Bender, Riverhead Books
What if I wrote a book saying I was the long lost love child of Donald Trump and Nina Simone? What if I included numerous tales of how my parents traveled all over the world using pseudonyms to maintain their secret love affair and our own special little multiracial family? Literary agents and publishing houses would laugh in my face. Most likely, they would send out an industry wide email warning about my fraudulent claims. But when Margaret Seltzer let the publishing world know about her poor little white girl becomes hardcore gang banger tale, the publishing world ate it up. Anyone who watched an episode of The Wire would have caught the red flags in Seltzer’s “Love and Consequences”: the cliched use of Big Mom for the name of her loving, all healing black foster mother (why we always got to be big, loving and healing? What’s up with that fantasy?) and the list of murdered black men that represent Seltzer’s newfound family but whose murders are never ever covered in any LA media. Bonehead shout outs to Seltzer for being so certain there would an audience for this tripe , to her agent Faye Bender and Riverhead Books for conveniently believing every lie she told.
So do a lot of people. And she serviced a Governor. He’s not getting charged for her crossing state lines for paid sex.
There are so many other stories that ABC News could be doing* and an interview with a retired call girl is the best they can do?
Seriously, who cares that this woman feels bad for the Governor’s wife? How bad could she feel for someone she didn’t know existed when she took the man’s money? It’s fabricated drama masquerading as news. But I will give the former call girl this: her media training is better than Sarah Palin’s.
*ABC News could exhaustively cover the following stories instead of worrying about a former call girl’s life choices:
A detailed explanation (without arcane financial jargon) of Hank Paulson’s bailout plan and its loopholes.
An in-depth, year long investigation into foreclosure industry from the perspective of homeowners, mortgage brokers, banks and government oversight agency.
The NY Times reports that the policer/lover of prostitutes is sometimes still pissed after his resignation as New York’s governor. What? Let’s review his life since the truth about his indulgence for paid side sex was revealed:
His wife did not leave him.
His family’s wealth ensure that he is not some broke ass civil servant reject.
He still has friends.
True, he may still be prosecuted for his crimes but hey, I’m sure he knows how to manage that … he was an attorney general in a previous life. And he cannot indulge in any kind of bodacious crowing about Wall Street’s financial meltdown as the former Sheriff of Wall Street because seriously, who is going to listen to him? And yet, he’s reaching out for someone else to provide cover for a reputation and career that he torpedoed due to his own hubris:
Former Gov. Eliot Spitzer was reading his newspaper on a recent Thursday morning when he was jolted by a comment made by his successor, David A. Paterson.
In the 22nd paragraph of a New York Times article on Aug. 21, Mr. Paterson said that aides to Mr. Spitzer had lacked experience in Albany, and added that the Spitzer administration’s management approach sometimes “just didn’t work.”
Mr. Spitzer grew upset, according to a senior aide to Mr. Paterson and another official. He picked up the phone, reached a Paterson aide, demanded a public apology from the governor and “issued threats, veiled and unveiled” against Mr. Paterson, said the aide, who insisted on anonymity because he did not want to anger either man.
No public apology was offered; Mr. Spitzer and Mr. Paterson have not spoken since June.
What does it mean that a brilliant and indulged man cannot acknowledge that his own choices have led to his current circumstance?
Otherwise who stays with a man who was noted for allegedly wanting unprotected sex with a prostitute? How do you explain that to your three daughters? Daddy has issues with wearing a condom when having sex with strange women? Daddy has issues with having sex with me?
There are sightings of the couple TOGETHER, acting like his actions didn’t blow up their complacent, power broking lifestyles.
Where is the outrage?
Where is Eliot’s black eye or a visible limp?
Where is the Angela Bassett type revenge scene from Waiting To Exhale?
Tallulah is very conflicted about this. She likes money too and does understand if Silda took a tax free $10 million for supporting her sneaky hubby ($10 million can buy a lot of forgiveness and an island somewhere) but also feels Silda should have more revenge than living well for the rest of her life.
Also Silda shouldn’t have to sleep with him or go down on him anymore as long as they remain married. She really doesn’t know where his peen has been!
She couldn’t stop crying. Barely one day earlier, the man she’d been married to for two decades, the father of her three daughters, had stunned Silda Wall Spitzer with the revelation that he’d been sleeping with prostitutes. Now here they were, on a cloudy Monday afternoon, in a warren of state-government offices on the 39th floor of a midtown building, among shell-shocked and tearful staffers. The New York Times had just broken the story on its Website.
She hated what he’d done, hated the idea of being seen as a “stand by your man” wife. But maybe appearing together today would somehow help their daughters through this nightmare. And Silda, an experienced lawyer herself, had somehow been able to think objectively about what her absence might say to federal prosecutors. She and Lloyd Constantine, a longtime Spitzer confidant, were nearly alone in arguing against an immediate resignation; Eliot, recognizing he was a political dead man, had wanted to do it first thing Monday morning. So they’d settled on a press conference in which Spitzer would apologize, admit nothing, and cling to his job. It was scheduled to begin at 2:15. Nearly an hour later, Silda wasn’t ready for an excruciating appearance in front of the press.
Spitzer stood still, not trying to console her or to make excuses. He was silent, his head down. He would wait as long as Silda needed. Spitzer dabbed his eyes. Silda slowly composed herself. Then they walked through the door, into the glare of TV lights, for the beginning of the end. Eliot Spitzer’s secret was out.
The aide said he was going public with the explosive X-rated tale because Matos McGreevey portrayed herself as an innocent victim in TV interviews about the hooker scandal that brought down New York’s governor, Eliot Spitzer.
If Pedersen is lying, then he’s a jerk. If he’s not, did Dina conveniently forget that this little secret was waiting to boomerang on her?
