Now, this won’t hurt a bit… Classy how the bean-counters at Gannett picked the week of the Walter Cronkite Luncheon to hack into the Arizona Republic’s staff, cutting 31 jobs, according to VisualEditors.com. Posts to that site suggest 7 editorial bodies are headed for the morgue (read, “unemployment line”), but…
Irony of ironies: CNA promulgates the very images it claims to abhor… Wanna peep pics of hot, horny nurses and not feel a bit guilty about straying from your more-liberal-than-thou PC leanings? Well, spank that monkey no further than the web address for the Center for Nursing Advocacy, a politically-correct…
from www.CafePress.com Can someone cue Gnarls Barkley’s “Crazy,” please? The John McCain ass-kissing began in earnest shortly after the polls closed Tuesday, with even the Repugnant’s saintly Dan Nowicki joining in on the pucker-fest by offering multiple posts on how the Manchurian Candidate will be the salvation of the Republicans…
As DJ Squalor would say, “Don’t not be there…” I’ve never made a secret of my slavish admiration for the crew that produces the insane industrial-noise soiree known as Sadisco. I assure you, my devotion is much deserved. For three years pervy pied pipers Toby Heidebrink and Donnie Burbank have…
Richard III, the vile monarch… The real deal, though I prefer McKellen’s fascistic version… Received a delightful snot-gram today, which always warms the nest of snakes in my heart. It’s from this guy who calls himself Emil Pulsifer. I have many such missives stowed away to read when I require…
What the AZPunk chicks wished they looked like… Who said women stick together? If you wanna see females of the species go after each other along the lines of a prison riot on HBO’s Oz, just point out that one is better looking than the others, and watch out for…
Above the Crowd: Can you feel the excitement? As the vote count in the CD5 race between Harry “Milquetoast” Mitchell and Congressman J.D. “Why Do You Hate Me?” Hayworth drags on, it seems increasingly unlikely that J.D.’s gonna pull it out of his Foghorn Leghorn ass. I hope I’m wrong,…
image courtesy of USDA (no, really) Who knew you needed a degree for this? Couldn’t help myself with this one. Did you know they need “lactation consultants” in Sun City? One would’ve thought the wrinkled dugs up there would be as dry as a parson. And who knew there was…
C.C. and Barry, Jr., dragging the Senator down to their level. The Bird takes flight this week and drops a colossal load on the Goldwater family for censoring the Goldwater papers at the Arizona Historical Foundation. Less than a week after my cover story “Goldwater Uncut,” C.C., Barry, Jr. and…
The Triumph of Mediocrity: “Femmebot” Manet. Has she finally gotten a man-date? I took in the election returns last night with my fellow imbibers at Nixon’s at The Esplanade, specifically with the charming Stephanie Carrico & JRC, owners of the Trunk Space gallery on Grand Avenue. Guinness and good company…
Over and out for now: CCC Owners Andres and Mony Yuhnke… Sad word today that the 24-7 java joint CounterCulture Cafe at 24th Street and McDowell Road is closing its doors after their asshole landlords gave owners Andres (Dre) Yuhnke and wife Mony literally one day to amscray. Seems there…
KR, livin’ the life… Like you need more proof that the ‘tards at AZPunk.com are, for the most part, complete fucking, no-talent losers, obsessed with dragging down anyone who rises above their incestuous little pool of wannabes, but today there are EIGHT TEN ELEVEN TWELVE PAGES AND COUNTING of spleen…
Don’t listen to the haters, Katie… Why do the dillweeds on AZ Punk.com so despise startender, party-person & all-around hot babe Katie Rose? Is it ’cause she’s attained a level of fame that they, sitting in grubby T-shirts and eating Cheetos before ‘puter screens in their ‘rents’ basements, will never…
Manet, doing what she does best: Cutting fucking ribbons. Len “Premarital” Munsil may be headed for certain defeat (picture a surfer heading into a tsunami), but the fella made an excellent point in a November 3 post to his blog about the Guv’s lack of vision and her last-minute, half-assed…
A photo of the Bobster, from a 1977 New West article… Expect the usual, tired civic-booster blowjob-ism from most other local media on the news of Barry’s bro Bob Goldwater heading for that big pro-am golf tourney in the sky. Bob Goldwater, 96, was Sen. Barry Goldwater’s little brother, as…
You’re nobody till somebody loves you… OK, so after Tuesday, all of those bloody political signs will be headed for the closest landfill, so let’s have fun with them while there’s still time! I’m hereby announcing my 2006 awards for PHX Political Signs, so let’s go: 1) Worst Attempt at…
Not Doug MacEachern, or so he says… Dan Nowicki at the Repug’s Plugged In blog mentioned my post about his paper’s fetish for reporter mug shots in a humorous retort on Thursday, and Doug MacEachern wrote a funny post to my blog item, even after I called the guy a…
Give ’em hell, Tiger… The Prez, up close and personal… Learned about the Clinton-Pederson-Mitchell rally on Hayden Lawn at ASU at the last minute today and sped like a Tasmanian devil down to Tempe to catch the action. Hayden Lawn was PACKED, and the highpoint of the late-afternoon rally –…
The girl next door — you wish! The premier issue of this freebie mag XESS features a six page interview and photo spread on former ASU cheerleader and newbie porn queen Courtney Simpson (aka, “Courtney Cox” — no, not the Friends star; aka, “Cory Hart”). The Bird mentioned Courtney last…
The truth would set her free… This week’s Bird tackles the icky issue of Governor Janet Napolitano’s sexuality (Birdlink). Personally, I don’t think the woman has sex, not even with herself. But if, like the SNL character Pat, she had to choose, it’s pretty obvious which outhouse she’d use. Why…
Would’ve made a great Holloween costume for LDJ… Remember Leroy Donald Johnson — the deputy Mesa fire chief who got popped for slipping it to his neighbor’s lamb? The Bird squawked about it in a memorable March item, but someone sent me this gag pic the other day (right), and…
Mayor Goober and his Crime Czar, Tickle Me Elmo. Remember Mayor Phil “Pipsqueak” Gordon’s front-porch bench program — you know, that lame-ass Mayberry-esque initiative where people were supposed to park their fannies on these stupid benches, eat popsicles, and protect their neighborhoods “from vandalism, car thefts, drug sales and other…
