You know, I can't take credit for this title, but I also can't give credit either. I have heard so many people say it, and they are right.
I rarely talk about celebrities, when I do it is about something I believe strongly in. And today is no exception.
I called it years ago, by the way. After his first couple of antics, I remember noticing in him an excessive moronic trait that leapfrogged many other egomaniac celebs.
And then this latest incident.
Kanye, I hope for your sake that you are bipolar, and it is your mania that stops you from being able to function like a rational human being with adequate impulse control.
But honestly, I'm pretty sure you're not manic.
I'm pretty sure you're just a douche.
It was pretty humorous to watch you try to reign in your anger on Leno when he brought up your mother. And then sure as anything, rather than simply acknowledging again that you had made a mistake and actually apologizing, you chose to craft another Kanye pity party.
I said this a couple of days ago, and I'll say it again.
You need to handcuff one arm to a publicist and the other to a life coach at all times. Or you could pay me to follow you around saying "close your mouth, douchebag". Good job security.
Whatever you do, do it quick. Your douchiousness is solidifying you as the joke of the music industry.
Of course, you could cash it all in and become the new Massengill spokesman.
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
posthumous pointerTo laugh often and love much; to win the respect of intelligent persons and the affection of children; to earn the approbation of honest citizens and endure the betrayal of false friends; to appreciate beauty; to find the best in others; to give of one's self; to leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch or a redeemed social condition; to have played and laughed with enthusiasm and sung with exultation; to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived - this is to have succeeded. - Emerson