Having written a rant or three about a greedy, lying, Australian son of a bitch named Rupert Murdoch, people sometimes ask me, why do I hate that greedy, lying, Australian son of a bitch, Rupert Murdoch?
Okay, I'll tell you why I hate, and I mean Really Hate, that greedy, lying, Australian son of a bitch, Rupert Murdoch.
It’s because to loathe him doesn’t even come close.
And why I hate him is not the reason you might think. For instance, I don’t hate Rupert Murdoch because he pays blathering idiots to lie to America’s Stupidest People about the citizenship of the president of the United States.
And I don’t hate Rupert Murdoch because he pays toadies like Sean Hannity and Bill O’Reilly, and that delusional scumbag, Glenn Beck, to spew fake news about the president of the United States.
I hate Rupert Murdoch because he is a fake American.
Why else do you think he’s so obsessed with identifying Barack Obama as, not a, “real,” American? The answer is stunningly simple. Murdoch ain't. An American. Not really. Not at all.
That’s what I believe.
Sure, Rupert pays flacks and lobbyists and politicians and so-called, “journalists,” and docile domesticated well-gelded politicians like McConnell and McCain and Boner and the rest of the piggish Congressional oinkers to spread crap around that he, Murdoch, is a sworn United States citizen who pays his United States taxes. But it’s all bullshit.
I believe Rupert Murdoch is NOT a sworn American citizen. I believe Rupert Murdoch does NOT pay his American taxes. Not like you and I do. Once again, not even close.
You think Rupert Murdoch stood around with a bunch of other grateful immigrants and raised his right hand and swore to God that he would obey the Constitution of the United States? Rupert? You gotta be kidding.
Murdoch probably had some tame senatorial putz or slavishly obedient Supreme Court judge, most likely Clarence “Yassuh, Boss” Thomas, report to his office to play out the charade that he took such an oath. And the guy wearing the robe? It could have been Hugh Hefner.
Do we know? Never mind about, where was Barack Obama born? Do we know the name of the person who officiated, who presided, at Rupert Murdoch’s Americanization? Yes, of course we do. It’s Rupert Murdoch.
Otherwise, why is it a secret? Who was it? What’s the name of the ass-licking law-jockey that supposedly swore the greedy, lying, Australian son of a bitch named Rupert Murdoch into his much-ballyhooed American citizenship? Tell us, Rupe. C’mon, tell us.
Rupert Murdoch pays his taxes, just like we do? Are you insane?
Murdoch has people, highly paid, highly skilled people, whose specific job it is to slither Rupert through myriad tax loopholes like the reptile he is, and solely for the purpose of having Ol’ Rupert AVOID paying his American taxes. You know it’s true. Getting Murdoch out of American taxpaying is a goddam industry, for chrissakes.
I don’t buy any of it. As far as I'm concerned, Rupert Murdoch is nothing but a greedy, lying, Australian son of a bitch who lives and profits in our country illegally. That makes Rupert Murdoch an illegal alien. And that’s why he’s afraid to go to Arizona.