Alec Baldwin On Dick Cheney

It's cute when dumb people play smart:

I mean, this is the guy that sicced Enron on Gray Davis and the state of California to embarrass Davis, trigger the recall and then watched Arnold Schwarzenegger become governor of California. (To this day, perhaps, still the low point in American political life.) Then Cheney covered it up.

Cheney's the guy who told Libby to out Valerie Plame. The rumor I heard is that someone yelled, "Look out! Shooter!" and Cheney thought he said Scooter and fired in that general direction.

Cheney is a terrorist. He terrorizes our enemies abroad and innocent citizens here at home indiscriminately. Who ever thought Harry Whittington would be the answer to America's prayers. Finally, someone who might get that lying, thieving Cheney into a courtroom to answer some direct questions.

Alec Baldwin wrote this post during a break from his frantic schedule of not starring in movies.

This guy's biggest gig is appearing on Saturday Night Live every five weeks. The producers love him, because they know he doesn't bring any of that "project to promote" baggage with him.

The young readers may not remember, but at one time Alec Baldwin was actually an action star with enough heat to actually be considered a suitable actor for the role of James Bond. He was a two-fisted Hollywood tough-guy, smacking around everyone who got in his way. But enough about his marriage to Kim Bassinger.

The Baldwin Index -- the number of Baldwin Brothers you're expected to recognize the names of -- used to be 3. (Daniel only pushed it up to 4, briefly, when he was on crack & hooker binges.) It's now only at 1, and that 1 is actually Adam Baldwin from Firefly, and he's not even related.

I don't want to say the guy hasn't worked in a while, but his appearance on Inside the Actor's Studio was just embarrassing. They spent ten minutes talking about his role in Hunt For Red October, then they had to fill the rest of the hour discussing their favorite Blue Oyster Cult songs. (Alec's: Burnin' For You. James Lipton's: Godzilla.)

Dipshit.

Thanks to SWOOD.

posted by Ace at 07:49 PM

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