Doris Landfather - The Hypocrite

If you think that the concept of imposing one's own idea of ethics on others began with the rise of the far-right religious nuts in the '80s, or even with the emergence of that local screwball Phyllis Schlafly – who came out of the kitchen in the '70s, yet thought it was her business to make sure that every woman in America stay in hers – think again. With the recent death of Doris Landfather, we're reminded that hypocrisy from the right made an interesting appearance in the early '70s.

During her one-term stint as a St. Louis alderman, Landfather's greatest claim to fame was to try to ban the rock musical "Hair" from opening in St. Louis. She failed. But that's not the story. The story is that this elected official from a party that has always championed less government, less regulation and less intrusion into peoples' lives, thought she had a right to tell society how to behave. Doris Landfather thought that government should mind their own business. Yet, she couldn't mind hers.

She dropped out of high school at age 15 to marry one of her teachers, who she eventually divorced. Hardly the behavior of a self-proclaimed moral maven.

She had a later-in-life stint of trying to get her son off of a drug dealing conviction; not exactly in line with the law-and-order preaching from the right to which we've all become accustomed.

In trying to legally regulate personal behavior and personal decisions, Doris Landfather, thought she was ahead of time, but in truth, she was behind it. But that didn't stop her from pushing her own twisted sense of morality onto others.

What a pious, reprehensible hypocrite.

The Supreme Court Comes Out of The Closet

So the Supreme Court decided against a gay marriage hearing. What the hell made them throw in the towel on this one? Maybe it was the stark realization that it might not be so bad to be on the right side of history. Or that as arbiters of a nation that is supposed to be governed by laws rather than "moral," "ethical" or religious proclivities, they had better start acting accordingly. The real question is, what the hell took you so long?

Ted Nugent! He Speaks!

Poor Ted Nugent. Poor dumb, little Ted Nugent. He has spoken again. The question is, "why?"

Like most uneducated sots, he just can't keep his mouth shut. And of course, when such a mouth opens, what comes out of it usually sounds pretty dumb.

As he has since day one, poor dumb, little Ted has used the shooting incident in Ferguson, Missouri, as an excuse to bash liberalism, in general. Like his apparent hero, Newt Gingrich, poor dumb, little Ted likes to inject his diatribes with buzz words, like "plague" and "thugs." Remember Gingrich and his affection for the hot, provocative descriptors … "sick," "pathetic" and "despicable" were a few of his favorites. This, from a guy who waved "howdy" to his kids as he was getting his dick sucked by one of his mistresses in a car outside of a political event during his term as a U.S. Representative, then proceeded to personally serve his wife divorce papers while she was in a hospital bed, sick with cancer. Has there really ever been a more despicable human being than Newt Gingrich?

But back to Ted – poor dumb, little Ted, whose sweeping assumptions simply aren't accurate, proving that Ted's not necessarily a racist; he's just a victim of the true plague that haunts our nation: Stupidity.

Personally, I've always gotten a bang out of poor dumb, little Ted; his music; his rants; his whole personae he created for himself. But there's a big difference in thinking you know enough to mouth off about politics and to mouth off about how many groupies you've fucked in any given week. And even in these oh-so-serious times, he just can't quite rise up above Neanderthal status. Which, again, is okay in the world of rock and roll where you can fly through the air on a rope with a pretend cat's tail pinned to your ass and sing about eating pussy. But not so great in the real world and certainly not in the world of politics where image is everything and brains are, sometimes, not.

Throughout his career, Ted has found himself in the minority when it comes to rock stars and politics. Which is fine, until you consider his constant cries about letting him and his ilk live life anyway they want, and everyone else mind their own fucking business. This attitude, by the way, from the side of the political aisle which thinks it's THEIR business to tell others who to love, who to marry and who to fuck. As always, it's not the lies from the right that are so difficult to stomach; we're used to those. It's the hypocrisy. But poor dumb, little Ted takes that hypocrisy to a new low when he whines about Bill Clinton and his many known peccadillos. Ted Nugent – child molesting sex offender – mouthing off about somebody else's personal life. Amazing.

Maybe it's time for Ted to finally shut it up.