Moronic Conservative Visits Williamsburg, Loses His Mind
Have you heard of Jay Mundy? He's a conservative radio host who sounds like the result of a mating between a snapping turtle and a head of lettuce, which means he'll be a big GOP star! And he hates Williamsburg! Here's part of what Jay Mundy had to say about a recent trip he took to the epicenter of hipster Brooklyn: I've never seen so many sick weirdos gathered in one place. They're all doing drugs all day. They have their hair dyed and tattoos so they can't have a job so they're all living on public assistance…They love Obama and the leftists and hate police power. They're carefree people. If I lived there a day, I tell you I would be in jail for murder. Take the weirdest hippie you know, and multiply it by 1000, and that's Williamsburg. Now, when someone sent in an email tipping us to this guy's rants on Youtube, we were immediately skeptical. The tipster claimed that he "saw it today on Youtube" when the two videos he sent links to had accumulated a total of seven views at the time, which raised some skepticism in our mind that it was actually Jay Mundy himself who was sending in the "tip" to his rant on Williamsburg. Not to mention the fact that it seems nearly impossible for someone to come off as such a Herculean cretin without putting on an act intended to spark controversy, but whatever—We figure that if this guy wants to make a fool of himself on the internet, who are we to crush his dreams? Finally, if Jay Mundy is single, we think that he should go on a date with this girl. At the very least, they'd have plenty to talk about. MORE >>
Fox Newser Charged With Fleeing the Scene in Central Park Cyclist Incident
Don Broderick, the Fox News Channel news writer accused of hitting a cyclist in Central Park earlier this month, dragging him four blocks, and fleeing the scene, has been arrested, according to an NYPD spokeswoman. Updated below Update: Broderick was arrested on June 12 by the NYPD and charged with leaving the scene of an accident that involved an injury—a misdemeanor offense punishable by up to a year in jail, according to an NYPD spokesman. (For the record: We called the NYPD yesterday to ask for an update on the case and were told that no arrests had been made at that time. But a spokesman insisted today that Broderick was arrested last week.) Calls to the Manhattan district attorney's office were not immediately returned. Another update: 'Next Time I'll Rip Your Fucking Head Off' and Other Charming Stories of Fox News' Road Rager Broderick was not jailed—he was arrested with a desk appearance ticket, meaning he is free, without having to post bail, until his arraignment. NOTE: This post has been corrected to reflect that leaving the scene of an accident with a "personal injury," with which Broderick was charged, is a misdemeanor. Leaving the scene of an accident with a "serious physical injury" is a felony; the NYPD initially described the charge as "leaving the scene of an accident with an injury," and we were briefly confused as to whether it constituted a misdemeanor or felony charge. MORE >>
Katie Lee Joel's Fairytale Old Man Marriage Crumbles
Katie Lee Joel's whirlwind princess tour of the sweet life is coming to an end. The cook and gadabout town is splitting up with her kajllionaire husband, stunt driver Billy Joel. Rumor is she's been cheating, also that he's old. 33 years older, in fact. Katie Lee, at a spry 27, has been seen all over the society pages lately. And we guess the failed Top Chef host and irksome blogger's partying ways were just too much for old William Joel, so he's cutting and running. There's also the embarrassing fact that maybe K-Lee was stepping out with an Israeli fashion designer named Yigal Azrouel. The two have been seen canoodling in Miami (of course), and one time he called her his girlfriend. Oops! And sorta surprising. Apparently the status-crazed Katie found some fashion dude named Yigal to be a better time than a 60-year-old guy who, yes, crashes cars into houses fairly often, but is also very very rich. For what it's worth, they're supposedly still friends. Oh, and, everyone's pretty sure there's a prenup. Sorry to hear that, Katie. Image via Getty MORE >>
Correction: This Is the Woman Who Says She Gave Bill Clinton a 'Baile Hot'
In our item about how Bill Clinton maybe got a lap dance from an Argentinian reality show star, we accidentally put up a picture of the Colombian Andrea Rincon. Here is the right one. Also: she makes some wild claims! According to the correct Andrea Rincon, "Clinton me ofreció dinero por sexo." We do not speak Spanish, but we are pretty sure we get the gist of that! Apparently Rincon charged Bill $1,000 dollars (US) for the dance, and then came the offer of "dinero por sexo." This is how Google translates the last bit of that story: His performance lasted five minutes and included a shower on stage. However there was no total nudity. We apologize for the error! Also: why is she wearing Matt Drudge's hat, and is that why he hasn't picked this story up? [Pic via Perfil] MORE >>
Real Housewives of New Jersey: You Wouldn't Like Teresa When She's Angry
Things disappear so quickly these days. They just fleet past, like car lights out on the Turnpike. I'm speaking, of course, of the premature end of Real Housewives of New Jersey, a show that we'd only just gotten to know. When first we saw our girls last night, mighty Teresa had the servants unfurl the banners, the fountain creaked into life, various scullery maids and houseladies scurried about, making preparations, while the Queen de Medici herself stood anxious in the foyer, rubbing little imperfections off the granite walls with her stubby little thumb. See, Dina was coming to tour the new palace built of cash that Teresa now rattles around in, and T.T. wanted everything to be just right. As the heaving three-hundred-pound door swung open and Dina stepped in, she was smacked in the face with the stench of money and marble. Everything was shiny and smooth. Teresa lives at the Sheraton near the airport. I half expected Dina to walk up to a counter and check in with somebody. As the tour went on, Dina became more impressed with the opulence of the chateau. Teresa was so proud, relaying how she had designed everything, how there would be two grand chandeliers there, a beautiful twisty column here. It was a house designed by someone who doesn't understand anything. Really, anything at all. She just sort of blinks and breathes, waiting for the wind to blow her in one direction. I'm amazed she can tie her shoes in the morning. The coup de grâce of the studio tour was a visit to the wine cellar where Teresa's squat bulldog husband will make various wines and hopefully not explode himself. Teresa was proud of a little sign that hung on the wall that made it seem like a real vineyard or restaurant or something. She pointed at it, smiled. There it was. A little sign. She liked it. She liked it a lot. Sometimes she'll be driving somewhere, on the highway or just through the woods, and that little sign will pop up in her mind. And she'll smile then too. The Giudice family vineyards. Ristorante di Giudice. It's her favorite sign. Dina thought the wine cellar smelled bad, so they decided to leave. So they went outside and sat at a table near the fountain, the staff grooming the green, green grass, an old yardswoman shooing away birds with her big white apron, the lazy Italian sun dolloping pockets of light on everyone through stands of skinny cypress trees. The ladies sipped wines and Teresa yammered about how she wanted to have a big housewarming party. The only problem is this: the house isn't ready! So she's decided to have a housewarming party at her favorite ristorante. Dina smiled that mean smile of knowing everything and said "OK." Teresa then informed Dina that she was planning on inviting old Garbanzo Bean herself to the upscale soiree. Because, um, it was her idea! Sure, sure her idea. Allll her. There was no one else, off camera perhaps, pulling those strings. Dina frowned then smiled then frowned again and gulped her wine. She looked off, out... MORE >>
Someone in Iran (Probably the Government) Isn't Good at Photoshop
A picture that shows that some Photoshopping was used to make the crowd at a pro-Ahmedinejad rally look bigger is racing around the Internet right now. We have no idea where it's from (anyone read Farsi?) but everyone's screaming propaganda! Which it probably is! But the Internet is full of fake shit, which people mostly (if they're smart) just ignore. Last July, when Iran docotored a missile test photo to make it look 33% scarier, it ended up on the home page of the New York Times, a place that has a general disregard for fake shit. As near as we can tell, this crowd photo first showed up on a blog belonging to an Iranian photographer (that's because one of the only English words on the site is "Photographer"). And now Boing Boing and Gizmodo and DailyKos and everyone else is reprinting it as if it is a revelation that has effectively changed the debate about Iran and its theocratic regime. Of course, we also know nothing about this particular image. Was it printed in a national newspaper? Dropped in a leaflet? Ginned up on someone's home computer? Who knows! And, probably who cares. You don't need a clumsily manipulated photo to know that the Iranian regime engages in propaganda. Either way, this little episode is not really a big deal. Except, it's kind of depressing to see the same knee-jerk Internet hysteria that gripped the U.S. during last year's presidential election (backwards B!) now become The Way We Make Social Media Matter Now. All the attention to the Iranian crowd photo has overwhelmed the site it was originally posted on. Or Iranian security has taken it down. But here's a screencap of the text describing it. Anyone who can translate, please let us know in comments what he/she said about it: Update: Commenter MarkFL offers this kinda translation of the text: It's basically saying that this image was published on the front page of كيهان (Kayhan), which is one of the main Iranian newspapers. Kayhan is very loyal to Ahmadinejad, so it's not really a surprise that they would try to make the number of his supporters larger. Here's Wikipedia (because I'm not even going to pretend like I'm a sudden Iranian media expert) explanation of Kayhan, which says the paper is controlled by the Iranian government. MORE >>
Hipster Crib Is a Cardboard Box
If you're going to spend $255 on crib for your spawn, you might as well do it ironically, right? Here we have the Album de Famiglia design collection customizable cardboard cot (brown), a.k.a. a cardboard box. No, really: Delivered flat-packed, very easy to assemble...You can decide to keep it plain - simply stamped with the brand's logo on the side - for the super chic industrial living look. Or you can customize it, paint it, or simply decorate it with your child's name. Hey, do whatever you want to it. It's a cardboard box! Neal Pollack probably has dozens of these. Rock-n-roll, yall. Yours for only $255. Fits little Lorenzo and his evil twin. [via Mamaista] MORE >>
Exclusive: How GQ Made Glenn Beck Cry
Glenn Beck cries all the time because he's incapable of regulating his emotions. Also, it's a good image. Here's some deeply creepy and oddly transfixing behind-the-scenes video of Beck mugging and crying for the camera at his GQ photo shoot. As we noted yesterday, Beck blasted photographer Jill Greenberg last year as a left-wing "nut job" who "terrorizes children" because she made fun of John McCain after shooting his portrait for the cover of Atlantic and once shot an infamous series of crying toddlers. When GQ assigned Greenberg to shoot a portrait of Beck to accompany a Q-and-A in its July issue, Beck naturally put aside his concerns and did whatever Greenberg asked him to do because he doesn't care about anything but getting people to look at pictures of him. Greenberg has no doubt that Beck knew exactly who he was crying for. "He and his public relations people, at the shoot, said they love my work and had checked out my website," Greenberg told Gawker. "I believe they Googled me, like most of my subjects' PR people do. He was super nice on set." And if Beck knew who Greenberg was, then he almost certainly would have known that the crying bit he was so eager to play along with was a sly reference to End Times, her 2006 series of photos of crying toddlers, which she shot by giving kids candy and then taking it away from them. Beck called that "terrorizing children" last year. "The crying was my idea, and Glenn was cool with trying it," Greenberg says. "We used mentholated balm to make his eyes tear up naturally. From then on it was acting on his part. He had fun with it and was a great sport." MORE >>
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