The Ultimate Warrior Bashes Michael Moore

[Lil' Bitch 0]

Hello warriors.

 

Happy July 4th, our country’s celebrated Independence Day. Two Hundred and Twenty Eight years ago Time stood at a crossroads. It turned and looked people in the face, asking them if they were ready to live up to their potential. They said yes. Our Republic was created. All these years out from that Founding, our Republic is broken and in need of repair. The most important thing you can do around this time is at least read the Declaration of Independence. When you are finished ask yourself if you will be one who further injures its cause or one who works to repair it and keep it alive.

 

 

Fanatical times demand stalwart measures. Push comes to shove, you are always better off throwing a punch. Intellectually or literally. And don’t stop throwing it until it reaches its full end. Punch through the target, not to the target. Political correctness being unwelcome here, let me here at the start shove that illegitimate to the ditch. There, that’s better.

 

 

 

Michael Moore and “Fahrenheit 9/11.”

 

I didn’t see it. I won’t. I don’t have to to smell all I need to know about Moore and his polluted, subversive goals. And I don’t understand how those calling themselves real conservatives can patronize the film and put pelf in Moore’s pocket to further finance goals they claim to despise. Just what is it that good people do not understand? The greatest power you have to effect change in the World about those things you do not approve, is to first take control of how you think and act; consider what you yourself choose to do. In this case, what you choose to buy, spend your money on -- i.e., support and condone. Go ahead, you go to the movie...

 

Read what others have to say about the crowds, the kind of people that were there to see it. Read about the putrid, heinous, immature, anti-American behavior of those people. You down with that? You ok with that kind of behavior coming right in your front room? You better be, because if you are subsidizing its meal ticket you're helping to breed and multiply it. You ever see a piece of dog poop on the ground not absolutely covered in flies? Reminds me of liberals. Lefty liberals flock to turdish behaviors and happenings to keep from having to smell the stench of their shitty selves. Like flies on the piece of poop, all those noses stuck in it, they can lie amongst themselves and say it is rose petals in Barbra Streisand's toilet bowl. What is it conservatives (who say they are paying attention) didn’t know about Moore and his ways before they went? What more did they learn by going?

 

Highly paid Con-servative mouthpieces -- Con-servative: New term for one who is conning others he is a true Conservative -- tell us they pay to see the movie to learn the lies to be able to write their columns pointing these out in detail to the rest of us. That’s the way to really stand up for what you believe in: feed the destructive, anti-American enemy another meal. The rest of us, mind you, apparently not as bright as them yet brainy enough to (well in advance) deduce from Moore’s past performances that he’s a liar and his films are just big lies. What else these dunderheads for our Conservative causes learn though, their deeper ignorance will not allow then to admit: in between greasy-palmed grabs of buttered popcorn and melted chocolate and sloppy slurps of diet cola they become more passive, less resistant and more tolerant of the lies and the anti-Americanism; they become in their beliefs more like the enemy. More p/c. More relative; evidently true Conservatives are simply pigheaded to want their documentaries to be documentaries. I guess it takes, so we are told in the columns smarter people than us write, a highly intellectual mind to swap out truths, make the editorial call that what is fiction will be called documentary. More comfortable they become with marxists who hold repugnant, threatening-to-the-life-of-their-children views. Over time good vs evil has become an innocent difference of opinion; thoughts flowing out the end of their pens tell us so. They ill-wonder -- Who ever heard of a set of beliefs actually harming anyone? Don’t you need like a weapon to do that? Putting principles aside for the sake of getting-along, they skip over the fact that the beliefs build the bullets of tyranny, fascism, socialism...terrorism. History shows us: your heart doesn’t have to quit beating to be dead.

 

Many celebrity Republican lieutenants and strategists fancy that Moore’s nonsense harms the democrat agenda, not the Republican one. They say let the democrats saddle up to Moore’s jack-ass for it genuinely exposes them for what they disgracefully are. I say, you know what expert hotshots? -- you play the head games! Some of us conservatives aren’t into it. You get paid to spin. I don’t -- my iron gut couldn’t stomach it. Take all your Sun Tzu warfare ways and CEO big balls management strategies and your phony negative-into-positive happy-face snake-oils and shove ‘em. I’d say shove ‘em where the sun doesn’t shine but so many of you are bending over, “where the sun doesn’t shine” is the only place you have tan.

 

While you sellouts nit-pick endlessly-shifting bs polls, duplicitously befriend those you debate (and later drink booze with), sponge off taxpayer-financed politics all the while dumping on the voice of the tax-paying people and let real scumbags off the hook, the idea “America” is disappearing right before all the five senses you apparently do not use. So good you are at predicting the consequence wrought out of the conduct of others, just where is your crystal ball, wizard cap and magic wand to foretell the state of the future country you are indeed designing this very day by the assumptions, assertions and acts you are committing right now?

 

Oh, the big bets you big, macho Con-servatives are willing to place when the stakes are other lives and other times. The “better world” you guys are scamming for is superficial and rigged like a shell game. Who cons the best and hides better their losing hand is how your kind calls the winner. Forget on-the-up-and-up and candor and integrity and shaking hands to have a deal that won’t be broken. Your laughs about the backfiring-harm Moore has done to the liberals make a true Conservative cringe. Sure I want to win, but I want to do so fighting like a man, like a rational human being, not like the Marxist subhuman liberal I can’t stand. Because: you beat up principles long enough, all their blood spills out and dries up too.

 

You Con-servatives fighting for ideas today use a scorched earth strategy. You do what works for today only, today you push the mess forward without any forethought, all the while you take a hell with tomorrow attitude about tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow. The future doesn’t exist in your day planner. In the meantime, the very roots of the American ground my loved ones will one day attempt to find philosophical footing upon, to stand and fight the real blood and guts fight you are steering them into, is being charred over in ignorance, apathy and disgust. You fight for a Pyrrhic victory. You win control of a government, but you do so behaving in ways that teach and cause its people not to control themselves. You concern yourself with nothing substantive that will make our Republic endure, but you work like a beaver on amphetamines upholding your own rootless and rickety image. What our Republic truly means means nothing to you so why would having others know what it truly means mean anything either.

 

Always on the hunt here at Warrior Web to understand things, let me behead my inherent “king of the animal kingdom” rationality for a moment here so that watch hypocrisy striptease.

 

Let us suppose Bush is a liar. Suppose that everything Bush and his administration have ever told the American public (yes, forever-only-wrestling fans that includes you) from day one -- everything -- was riddled through and through with lies. That not one worded breath they have ever exhaled has ever been anything but a fabrication. All of it just a big smoking pack of cigar-chomping truth-choking lies. Everything -- from his being a 7 minute/mile runner or that he loves his wife and his dogs, all the way through to the Crawford Texas Ranch-bred lie that Iraq had WMD’s. He’s a liar. And we all know he is.

 

Convinced now that Bush is a bigger liar than a Halliburton 20 gallon cowboy hat, let’s take our drunk and mighty leftist loftiness and move on.

 

Thy question becomes: if exposing the truth and having the truth so much matters to liberals who are screaming they want it, how is it, then, that one naked lie is not as unclothed and false as another? Just how is it that one man’s film built on falsehoods is any less a lie or offense than another man’s Presidency built on them? Fahrenheit 9/11, even by Hollyweird’s own beguiling standards, had whiny, limp-wristed leftist entertainment critics chortling chunks of popcorn and throwing up red flags alerting viewers to its Stalin-mustache-thick propaganda. Its lie. Debate what you want over its creativity, its celluloid reel is nothing but lying frame after lying frame. Moore may indeed be a master of Benihana cut and paste film edits, but he’s still a perversionist and propagandist producing, directing and promoting lies.

 

For today’s liberals, it’s not about finding the truth. It’s about ridiculing it until it’s too funny to be believed anymore. Until it's gone. Until truth isn't truth anymore. There's only one reason to live in a world like that. And that's to be able to beat the crap out of anti-American, anarchist liberals, and not have it be able to be called that.

 

Once again, warriors, we come upon the singularly most important crossroads determining the direction of our future. The Moral crossroad. Are the judgments necessary to living in this world relative or not? Is there a true and a false? a right and a wrong? a good and an evil? Or is the road humanity is set to travel upon just a undefined, untrackable and directionless mud bog? Is everything anything?

 

In its entirety Fahrenheit 9/11 is literally a demonizing ad hominem* attack on the respect and reverence of the Presidency, and America and every one of its decent human beings who have the intelligence, self-restraint and self-discipline to not behave subhuman.

 

*ad hominem: 1) appealing to one’s own prejudices, emotions or special interests rather than to one’s intellect or reason. 2) attacking an opponent’s character rather than answering his argument.

 

The recipe for Fahrenheit 9//11 has more emotional batter than International House has the floury kind for pancakes. This really is a historical moment in our lives. For who would have ever believed such a story could even be told at all, with reason, intellect and attempts at answering arguments lowered to such anemic levels of deprivation. When there is no sense, there really is no sense. Hitler knew this. When Rudolph Hess swore in the entire Nazi party in 1934, he exhorted his hearers: “Do not seek Adolph Hitler with your brains; all of you will find him through the strength of your hearts.” Like Clinton who acted the reprobate because “I could,” Moore and his Mooronic dupes reject their brains and believe the lies simply because “we can.”

 

In the case of one Michael Moore though, I say if the ad hominem monkey suit truly fits, slap it on.

 

Moore is simply an obese, grotesque blob. A virulent blight on mankind. Even through pictures of him you can smell his rot -- his decayed breath festering from his black oral cavity, his magnet-infested deviant mind and his stinky fermenting what’s-a-bath? beard cheese. Looking at his dwarfish and greasy rat-like hands attached to his blimpish body repulses me into imagining the filthiness of the fat-ass always-eating head chef of a restaurant who when he uses the restroom, returns to work without having washed his hands. (I admit, it has to have something to do with that liberals flock to excrement) Whittaker Chambers wrote of a man he once met: “I was always expecting him to sidle up to me and whisper: ‘Feelthy pictures?’” Moore sends the same pornographic ickiness up and down my spine.

 

Moore appeals to the baseness of man’s worst kind. He is an enabler of terror. He embodies the ugly perverted worst of a human life. He is a creator of terrorist joy. He is a motivator for terrorist death squads; he is a maker of their deadly laughs.

 

"A nation can survive its fools and even the ambitious. But it cannot survive treason from within. An enemy at the gates is less formidable, for he is known and he carries his banners openly against the city. But the traitor moves among those within the gates freely, his sly whispers rustling through all alleys, heard in the very halls of government itself. For the traitor appears no traitor; he speaks in the accents familiar to his victim, and he wears their face and their garments and he appeals to the baseness that lies deep in the hearts of all men. He rots the soul of a nation; he works secretly and unknown in the night to undermine the pillars of a city; he infects the body politic so that it can no longer resist. A murderer is less to be feared. The traitor is the plague."

 

Marcus Tullius Cicero, Roman Orator - 106-43 B.C.

 

It’s not my thing to be into hearing slaughtered pigs squeal -- neither am I an animal rights wacko activist willing to forgo a yummy July 4th BLT -- but Moore’s an anti-American, Benedict Arnold-styled hog who’s guttural squealing would be music to my ears. If I could find an Air America station on the dial broadcasting that or an Al-Jazerra station playing the video, I would knock the knob off and also have a new screen saver.

 

“...and stabbed with his spear next the navel, and all his guts poured out on the ground, and a mist of darkness closed over both eyes.” The Iliad

 

 

 

 

 

Hillary Clinton exposes herself and nobody’s frightened enough to scream.

 

"Many of you are well enough off that ... the tax cuts may have helped you," Sen. Clinton said. "We're saying that for America to get back on track, we're probably going to cut that short and not give it to you. We're going to take things away from you on behalf of the common good."

 

Can this witch denude her beliefs and intentions any more starkly? Are we so far removed from thinking and its ability to put into objective perspective horrific histories, that one of our own Government representatives -- one who no less has lust for our highest office -- can get away unscathed with regurgitating such vile marxist, socialist dribble? Hillary needs to fess up -- Karl Marx is the incubus doing her.

 

 

"In order to establish equality, we must first establish inequality."

 

“Civil servants and priests, soldiers and ballet-dancers, schoolmasters and police constables, Greek museums and Gothic steeples, civil list and services list - the common seed within which all these fabulous beings slumber in embryo is taxation.”

 

“For the bureaucrat, the world is a mere object to be manipulated by him.”

 

“The meaning of peace is the absence of opposition to socialism.”

 

“The theory of the Communists may be summed up in the single sentence: Abolition of private property.”

 

“We should not say that one man's hour is worth another man's hour, but rather that one man during an hour is worth just as much as another man during an hour. Time is everything, man is nothing: he is at the most time's carcass.”

 

all above quotes by Karl Marx

 

“But how is legal plunder to be identified? Quite simply. See if the law takes from some persons what belongs to them, and gives it to other persons to whom it does not belong. See if the law benefits one citizen at the expense of another by doing what the citizen himself cannot do without committing a crime. The present day delusion is an attempt to enrich everyone at the expense of everyone else; to make plunder universal under the pretense of organizing.”

 

“All these plans as a whole -- with their common aim of legal plunder -- constitute socialism.”

 

The Law -- Frederic Bastiat

 

 

 

 

 

Cheney saying F’yourself to Patrick Leahy on the Senate Floor. Many are worried that civility is dead. Frankly my faith in it has been a tad bit restored. Cheney telling Leahy to F’yourself is the most civil (and rational) act I’ve heard of since I’ve been paying attention to politics. I would have rated it as an even higher level of civility if Cheney had jacked his jaw and laid the pompous, duplicitous blowhard flat out on his back right there on the pristine Senate floor, then straddled over him, giving that twatish Leahy a dick-in-the-dirt view at real balls, then like John Wayne, thrown in another F’yourself for old-fashioned, traditional measure.

 

Civility? yeah right...when the truth goes all else does too. And when a man stands there, at that crossroads of nothingness, he needs to: throw a punch. And don’t stop throwing it until it reaches its full end. Punch through the target, not to the target -- figuratively or literally, whatever circumstances call for.

 

Three, four, five -- 6 or 7 heart attacks and a man still says bring it on...hell, you don’t have enough to even fillout a XXS jockstrap if can’t find something to admire about that. The F’word has its place; we know it does. Too bad pusillanimous pundits inside the beltway are comparing Cheney’s masculine use of it to liberal’s castrated, impotent uses.

 

 

 

 

 

On a final note, out of respect for a friend of mine...

 

We had to put to sleep our bulldog Mac this week. He was 9 years old and his body was tired and it was just shutting down. It was some time in coming, but that still didn’t make it any less a drag. It was a real drag. He was ornery, stubborn and tough when he wanted or needed to be. And gentle when he knew it was the right thing to do. Like when the girls would pounce their whole body weight on him or when they would grab a tiny, tight fistful of his fleshy jowls and pull them across the room like they were silly putty. He never went off on them. But on bigger dogs ten times his size he let them know who the king was around the Warrior property. Our 100 pound Australian Shepherds, Wiley and Daisy, a brother and sister team running on frenetic mischievousness, learned real quick not to screw with Mac when he one day grabbed in his jaws both their snouts simultaneously, and wouldn’t let go until a juicy steak bone lured him into letting go. Man, that was funny. And he snored. Did he ever. So loud he had to sleep in a room on the other side of the house just so the humans could get sleep of their own. Every morning it was the first sound I would hear. Drove me mad. Now I’m imagining I hear it and heavyhearted that it’s not real. He was a great dog and we miss him; we will for a long time. And as it so often goes on many life occasions, you don’t know how much you miss something until it is gone. When he was here it never crossed our minds he wouldn’t be. Now we find ourselves wondering if we let him know enough just how much he meant to us while he was here. Especially since we began a family and our kids became our kids, not the dogs. Life lessons can be found in all that lives and dies. You were a great dog, Mac. So long.

 

 

 

 

I am, of course, Warrior.

 

 

Credit: UltimateWarrior.com

[MillenniumMan831 0]

Oh man, there is no way I can read something that long written by ol Jimbo.

[EVIL~! alkeiper 0]

Damn. The man spend around 12-15 paragraphs bashing a movie he hasn't even seen?

[Guest Staravenger]

Damn. The man spend around 12-15 paragraphs bashing a movie he hasn't even seen?

How can someone have an opinon THAT long on something they've never seen? Sounds like he was just running his mouth just for the sake of reminding wrestling fans with taste that he's still alive.

[Guest netslob]

can we get a translator in here, please? i seemed to have misplaced my 'English to Dipshit' dictionary.

[Slayer 0]

Happy July 4th

Looks like Helwig isn't even in tune with the space-time continuum

[Guest MikeSC]

Hmm, yup, he's still a fucking whack job.

-=Mike

[UseTheSledgehammerUh 0]

I want to see Moore critique his WrestleMania VI pre-match speech.

[Guest Staravenger]

I want to see Moore critique his WrestleMania VI pre-match speech.

Is anyone THAT mentally stable to be able to transcribe the whole thing without going Cukoo for Cocoa Puffs?

[JoeDirt 0]

Hmm, yup, he's still a fucking whack job.

-=Mike

[Mecha Mummy 0]

Cheney saying F’yourself to Patrick Leahy on the Senate Floor. Many are worried that civility is dead. Frankly my faith in it has been a tad bit restored. Cheney telling Leahy to F’yourself is the most civil (and rational) act I’ve heard of since I’ve been paying attention to politics. I would have rated it as an even higher level of civility if Cheney had jacked his jaw and laid the pompous, duplicitous blowhard flat out on his back right there on the pristine Senate floor, then straddled over him, giving that twatish Leahy a dick-in-the-dirt view at real balls, then like John Wayne, thrown in another F’yourself for old-fashioned, traditional measure.

 

Civility? yeah right...when the truth goes all else does too. And when a man stands there, at that crossroads of nothingness, he needs to: throw a punch. And don’t stop throwing it until it reaches its full end. Punch through the target, not to the target -- figuratively or literally, whatever circumstances call for.

 

Three, four, five -- 6 or 7 heart attacks and a man still says bring it on...hell, you don’t have enough to even fillout a XXS jockstrap if can’t find something to admire about that. The F’word has its place; we know it does. Too bad pusillanimous pundits inside the beltway are comparing Cheney’s masculine use of it to liberal’s castrated, impotent uses.

 

I tried to read some section of Warrior's babble and ended up reading THIS. Jesus H. Christ.

[AboveAverage484 0]

Warrior is a frikkin' maniac.

[therealworldschampion 0]

I still do not know what "destrucity" means

[Corey_Lazarus 0]

I'm still trying to figure out just where he gets off thinking he has an opinion anybody gives a shit about it...

[Guest JstnCrdbl4]

That's funny that you say that on a message board, the breeding grounds of people spouting out opinions that no one gives a shit about.

[Hunter's Torn Quad 0]

I'm still trying to figure out just where he gets off thinking he has an opinion anybody gives a shit about it...

Maybe he gets that idea from people posting about it on message boards like this one.

[Special K 0]

I find it funny that a man who abused roids for THAT long can prattle on and on and on about who has balls.

 

This is a pretty funny read all in all. You just have to imagine him typing this and frothing and shaking his head.

 

Or just imagine when he was in WCW and was to blown up to shake the ropes once he got to the ring. That was the best.

[Sideburnious 0]

Moores next movie should be about Washed up,patriotic wrestlers and how they live there lives. A bit like that Martin Bashiir/Micheal Jackson one. Id like to see Warrior up close and personal with Moore

[cue_meanie 0]

If I was conservative, I would quickly think about changing my ways, just because I wouldn't want to be remotely associated with anything that lunatic says.

[Si82 0]

Moores next movie should be about Washed up,patriotic wrestlers and how they live there lives. A bit like that Martin Bashiir/Micheal Jackson one. Id like to see Warrior up close and personal with Moore

He couldn't do that because...

Moore is simply an obese, grotesque blob. A virulent blight on mankind. Even through pictures of him you can smell his rot -- his decayed breath festering from his black oral cavity, his magnet-infested deviant mind and his stinky fermenting what’s-a-bath? beard cheese. Looking at his dwarfish and greasy rat-like hands attached to his blimpish body repulses me into imagining the filthiness of the fat-ass always-eating head chef of a restaurant who when he uses the restroom, returns to work without having washed his hands.

Or maybe Warrior could put Moore through the "Warrior Workout" and get him one of these. Only $150 folks!

[TheBigSwigg 0]

Hmm, yup, he's still a fucking whack job.

-=Mike

Mike, you're just saying that to cover up the fact that you ARE Warrior.

[Guest MikeSC]

Hmm, yup, he's still a fucking whack job.

              -=Mike

Mike, you're just saying that to cover up the fact that you ARE Warrior.

Listen you miniscule blight on all of humanity, you do not question the all-powerful, all-knowing Miii --- *coughs*

 

Hard to talk like that with a persistant cough.

-=Warrior...I mean, Mike.

[Sideburnious 0]

Moores next movie should be about Washed up,patriotic wrestlers and how they live there lives. A bit like that Martin Bashiir/Micheal Jackson one. Id like to see Warrior up close and personal with Moore

He couldn't do that because...

Moore is simply an obese, grotesque blob. A virulent blight on mankind. Even through pictures of him you can smell his rot -- his decayed breath festering from his black oral cavity, his magnet-infested deviant mind and his stinky fermenting what’s-a-bath? beard cheese. Looking at his dwarfish and greasy rat-like hands attached to his blimpish body repulses me into imagining the filthiness of the fat-ass always-eating head chef of a restaurant who when he uses the restroom, returns to work without having washed his hands.

Or maybe Warrior could put Moore through the "Warrior Workout" and get him one of these. Only $150 folks!

Lol ah if you shook enough green in warriors face the broke bastard would shave Moores legs in the documentary

[Shanghai Kid 0]

WTF, I can't even read one paragraph without my head hurting.