Dear Big, Fat Idiot


February 6, 2010 by Marj Hatzell

Dear Big, Fat Idiot,

I’m sorry I resorted to name-calling but it seems like it is the only way to get your attention.  See, I’m trying to think of my third-grader and how he acts and reacts and guess what? Reminds me of you!

Last year a few kids called my kid “retarded” because of his disability.  That’s a derogatory term, see.  I know Rahm used it first (and I wasn’t happy when he did it, either.  Even if he is HAWT.) and then Sarah got all, ” OH NO YOU DI’INT” because she has a child with Downs Syndrome, but your repeated use of the word?  When you KNOW it is controversial?  When you KNOW it ruffles feathers?  When you KNOW it hurts people’s feelings?  Yeah, that’s called immature. It’s also called stoopid.

You repeatedly used it to tick people off. Mostly because you have a big mouth, you over-share (about everything you think, except for your private life) and you have no freaking filter.  I felt sorry for you a few weeks ago about your recent health scare. I even emphasized with you when you had your teensy little prescription pain-killer problem because I thought, “Wow.  A guy as famous as him?” Heck, I even tried listening to you from time to time, not because I agreed with anything you said, but because I wanted to hear what the “other side” had to say.  But you’ve just gotten more opinionated, more insulting and more ree-donk-you-luss as time has passed.

But this?  THIS DOES IT.  That’s it.  Not only are you super-right wing psycho (and I don’t mean that all righters are psycho, he just gives them a bad name, yo), you are sexist, ageist, homophobic, racist and now a disableist.  In short, you are Howard Stern NOT FUNNY.  He isn’t funny, either. But he gets away with it because he sounds intelligent.  You just sound like you are talking out of your arse.

If I were on the right (I’m not on the left, either), I’d be ashamed you call yourself one of us.  You are human (I think) and I’m ashamed to call you one of us.  You are Christian (supposedly) and I’m ashamed to call you one of us.  If I were a man, I’d be f*cking pissed off you’re giving us a bad name.

In short, you’re just a big, fat idiot.

Love, DG

2 thoughts on “Dear Big, Fat Idiot

  1. Why don’t you tell us what you really think? 🙂

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