By Debbie Schlussel

Dear friends and readers, I’m otherwise occupied with defending and helping the good guys. However, news just broke that Islamic terrorist and U.S. Army invader Nidal Malik Hasan has been sentenced to death for his jihad against 13 men and women serving America and one unborn baby. Problem is, he’ll probably never fry, since the U.S. military hasn’t executed a soldier in more than a half-century. And, now with our national push (on steroids) to please the Muslim world no matter what, our dear leaders would rather not offend Muslims than execute an Islamic terrorist who murdered Americans in cold blood, after he was given everything in life courtesy of you, the American taxpayer. So my guess is that Nidal Malik Hasan will end up spending life in prison after appeals and political correctness take their effects. Maybe I’m wrong. But I’ll bet I’m not.

No matter what happens to Hasan, though, it can never undo what he did in the name of Islam. The testimony on Monday by his surviving victims and the loved ones of those he murdered is harrowing:

Speaking at the sentencing phase of Maj. Nidal Hasan, the Army psychiatrist found guilty Friday of the November 2009 killing rampage, Staff Sgt. Patrick Zeigler Jr., wounded in the head, shoulder, arm and hip, said he’s left with permanent brain injuries that will force him to take a medical discharge. “That day, I had emergency brain surgery on the right side of my head, which removed approximately 20% of my brain. I was expected to die or remain in a vegetative state the rest of my life,” he told prosecutors.

Zeigler said he was hospitalized for 11 months during which he had 10 additional procedures on his head. He has the cognitive abilities of a high school student and said it is unclear whether he can ever hold a job. He cannot drive and is partially paralyzed. . . .

Jennifer Hunt, of Noble, Okla., became a widow that day when her husband of 2 ½ months, Spc. Jason Hunt, was killed at age 22. Hunt said her daughters have “taken it pretty well for as young as they are. Me, on the other hand, I pretty much lost my mind for a while. I got suicidal. I had two suicide attempts.” Read the rest of this entry »

By Debbie Schlussel

Not much to say about MTV’s VMA’s (Video Music Awards), since the network is a fraud, as it doesn’t feature V or M anymore. But apparently the “Teen Mom Porn Awards” wouldn’t be a big sell. Still, the network hosts this so that it can skirt the edge of porn as closely as possible and still claim it’s different from the Playboy and Spice Channels. Last night’s show is Exhibit A. Watch the videos below–the first one of Miley Virus (or Viley Cyrus) using a foam “Number One” finger as a sex toy, while stupidly sticking out her tongue the entire time and showing the world that White chicks can’t dance (or, in her case, sing); and the second one featuring Lady Gaga doing a strip tease to G-string underwear amid a bevy of silly-looking gay dancers (who resemble the West German guy from the old SNL skit, “Sprockets”). Then, tell me which way you think Western culture is headed. I warned you about this a few years ago when Cyrus was grinding a stripper pole for the kiddies. Note that Robin Thicke, whom she is molesting in the pic below, could be her dad (something she has in name only).

By the way, my favorite part of all of this is Brooke Shields, who played Cyrus’ mother on “Hannah Montana” (and is rumored to soon be chosen as a new “The View” co-host), telling NBC News how upset she is by this, how inappropriate it is, and how she’s “trying a little too hard to be an adult.” Great message . . . coming from someone else. It has as much authority to it as Ted Nugent–father to NINE children (most of whom he abandoned) with SEVEN different women (and both numbers keep going up)–lecturing Black America on “sexual ethics” and their fathering of multiple kids and abandoning them. It elicits the comment, “Um, look in the mirror, buddy.” And the same goes for Ms. Shields, who posed completely in the buff in full-on frontal nudity at age 12 in the movie, “Pretty Baby”–a must-watch movie . . . if you’re a pedophile. See the disgusting Brooke Shields child porn photos here, here, here, and here. Then, she made a career of selling sexuality throughout her teen years. Remember those provocative Calvin Klein Jeans ads, with Shields unbuttoning the last button on her top and declaring, “There’s nothing between me and my Calvins” or the stupid ad in which she writhes all over the floor while putting on her jeans and talking about sex? Some of those ads were banned by TV networks and magazines. And don’t forget “Blue Lagoon.” At least Hannah Montana waited for puberty to hit first. Read the rest of this entry »

By Debbie Schlussel

Well, it’s still August, Hollywood’s pet cemetery for garbage movies, sending them to this month to die a quick death. But this weekend’s offerings, while not great, were better than that of the previous weeks. But I wouldn’t pay ten bucks plus for any of these.

* “In a World . . .“: I had mixed feelings about this movie. On the one hand, it was funny, entertaining, and light. On the other hand, it was a feminist fantasy in which all of the men are either complete creeps or entirely weak and wimpy, and the women are the strong and righteous ones. And the movie’s writer, director, producer, and star, Lake Siegel–who goes by the name Lake Bell–clearly has a thing for defaming Jewish fathers. Read the rest of this entry »

By Debbie Schlussel

I have been offline and away for the most of the week because I’ve been swamped with a ton of legal work, away at court appearances and at the law library, and working on many documents that are due. And so I haven’t been around (I will be back very soon, and my movie reviews will be up later today). But this morning, as I took a brief break (because I needed to buy food) from being totally incommunicado from the world and engaged in non-stop work, something happened that I must publicize. All the “Lee Daniels’ The Butler” movies in the world, two elections of a Black President, and everything else have not helped race relations. It has only made Black Americans feel more justified in their racism against White people. This is why two Black teenagers and their Black wannabe White companion murdered an Australian baseball player, why an old White military veteran was murdered by Black teens, and why Black on White violence is on the uptick.

Today, my life was threatened and I was assaulted “in the name of Trayvon Martin” by a Black woman. And I guess I should not be surprised. Because this is America, now . . . where Black teens murder war veterans and Australian baseball players “just ‘cuz” (although it may have been a racist gang initiation). Where anything goes because someone has lighter skin and deserves to be “gotten,” to be treated as less then human. Will this “payback” ever end or just keep getting worse? Sadly, I vote the latter.

I can’t say this is the first time I’ve been a victim of Black racism or that “now” I know how it feels. Because as a White person who has grown up in Black areas, went to a majority Black high school, and now lives in a majority Black area, I’ve repeatedly been subject to the racism of one of the two most racist groups of people in the world: American Blacks. (The other group is Muslims.) Today, my life was threatened in the name of Trayvon Martin in a store, as I tried to check out. And it was done with the Black employees mocking me and laughing with the woman who threatened me that she would “beat yo’ ass and kill you.”

I was in one of two lines for self check-out at the Meijer store in Southfield, Michigan, a suburb of Detroit. (Meijer is like Walmart, only not as good.) I was waiting patiently and for a long time because, per usual at this Meijer store, several of the self-checkout stalls were not working. The man in front of me was in a wheel chair, and when the next self-checkout stall opened, he wheeled over. Then, finally another became available, and as I was heading over to it, a Black woman ran in front of me, dumped her stuff and began checking out, laughing at me. She was not anywhere in our line. I said, “Excuse me, but I’m next. I’ve been waiting a long time.” She just laughed and said, “I was in the other line and I don’t wanna wait. I don’t have to wait for you.” Yeah, why let the “White bitch” get her rightful turn in line, right? That’s what was going on here. (The other two women in line behind me were also White.)

I complained to the two Black female employees who were supposed to be manning the self-checkout, helping out customers, and so on. And they–one of them was named Denise W. and the other woman, whose badge was covered up, claimed her name is “Melinda”–refused and just laughed at me with the woman that cut in front of all of us. Then, they began mocking me and laughing at me with the other Black customers in line. Hey, look at this White bitch we’re not helping. We really got her. I said to “Melinda,” “Really? You’re laughing at me? This is funny to you?” She kept laughing.

Then, as I finally got a checkout stall, and I’m checking out, a Black woman at the self-checkout stall on the other side starts laughing at me and starts saying I deserved this “because of Trayvon Martin.” I said, “Oh, so you’re racist.” Suddenly, the woman is towering over me and in my face, in an uncontrollable rage, yelling, “What did you say, bitch?! I’ll beat your ass. I’ll beat you and kill you.” She kept repeating that, with the Black female Meijer employees, Denise W. and “Melinda,” laughing (with her and at me). Yeah, really funny. I felt my life was in danger. Her threats of violence constitute the crime of assault. I really thought this woman was going to attack me and I asked her to leave me alone. She refused, and the Black female employees refused to help me. They just kept smiling and laughing. Finally, a Black male teen (a decent guy) pushed the woman away, told her stop, and I got away. Read the rest of this entry »

By Debbie Schlussel

I’ve written about plenty of stupid White women over the last two decades who’ve converted to Islam (or just married Muslim men and served as womb and egg donors for their population takeover) and covered up in the rags of jihad. And I’ve written about fashion models who’ve done the same. Now, there’s yet another one of both (and there shall be plenty more, sadly). This model, Carley Watts, is a cheap, skanky one, and the other one I wrote about was a lesser known model. But don’t be surprised when more famous models choose the jihad. That’s gonna happen, sooner or later. Watts’ future in-laws in the religion of submission and terrorism won’t be told about her former career because “they wouldn’t understand” and might stone her to death.

She used to spend her days posing in her underwear but now glamour model Carley Watts, 24, is to cover up after falling in love with Tunisian lifeguard, Mohammed Salah, 25. The model, from Dearham in Norfolk, met Salah during a holiday in Tunisia in April and says she is so serious about the lifeguard she is set to Islam to become his wife. Read the rest of this entry »

By Debbie Schlussel

I just tasted the best tomatoes I’ve ever had. You’ll love ’em, even if you are, like me, not that into tomatoes. Dirty Girl Tomatoes. I love them.

I admit it. I’m not a tomato-phile. I don’t dislike them. But I rarely buy them at the store, even though for health’s and variety’s sake I should. But if the tomato is in a salad I’ve bought or been served, I’ll eat it. But, on Friday, the produce guy at the local gourmet supermarket recommended I try these Dirty Girl Tomatoes by Dirty Girl Produce, and I’m hooked. Yes, they are organic (and I don’t like organic produce because it rots more quickly and is more expensive). But that’s not the draw. It’s the taste.

Dirty Girl Tomatoes taste slightly salty and sweet at the same time. They are like a saltier version of the taste of a roma tomato. And for those, like me, who don’t add salt to their food for health fanatic reasons, this has the light flavor of salt. The tomatoes are flavorful and delish! They were tasty in a panzanella salad (bread salad), and in a salad with onions, fresh mozzarella, and a light dressing of vinegar and olive oil. Read the rest of this entry »

By Debbie Schlussel

File this under, “Yeah, Right, Times Infinity.”

The thing about funerals is that (except with some notable exceptions) people go overboard in beatifying and declaring the absolute sainthood of the newly departed. Like claims that the most handsome (in others’ view) and philandering of Presidents tried to make a play for Helen Thomas a/k/a Helen tHAMAS, Hezbollah’s and HAMAS’ homeliest cheerleader (and the competition for that gig is stiff while making men anything but).

JFK Probably Hit This . . .

Definitely Not That . . .

On Thursday, the world’s sexiest woman alive!, Jew-hatin’ Thomas, had her funeral. And a ton of people, from far-left self-hating Jew, Detroit News editor-in-chief and publisher Jonathan Wolman, to other noted urinalists and drama queens of self-indignance and hypocrisy, sang the praises of this lookalike of the doll from the “Saw” horror movies. Among the claims of Thomas’ niece, Suzanne Geha, is that President John F. Kennedy “dated” the fugly Thomas and made a pass at her.

Geha, a veteran TV reporter and anchor in Michigan, told personal stories about Thomas, including a new one about how she once dated future President John F. Kennedy before he was married. “He was too fresh,” Geha recalled Thomas saying about Kennedy. Read the rest of this entry »

By Debbie Schlussel

As I told you on Friday, much of the depiction of the “inspired by a true story” Black White House butler in “Lee Daniels’ The Butler,” is complete fiction (read my review). And, now, DebbieSchlussel.com has exclusively learned that Eugene Allen, the butler, on whose life the story was hardly based, was a Republican activist, and NOT the anti-Reagan, anti-Republican man portrayed in this movie. Not even close. As I noted in my review, the movie shows fictional butler “Cecil Gaines” finally quitting the White House in disgust over what he sees as Ronald Reagan’s lack of regard for Blacks’ civil rights, and coming around to his fictional Black Panther son’s radical point of view.

REAL “The Butler” Eugene Allen . . .

FAKE “Lee Daniels’ The Butler” . . .

But that was not the case in reality–a reality that apparently didn’t fit conveniently with the agenda of the filmmakers, so they just lied about it. (Yes, Allen did attend Barack Obama’s Inauguration, but that doesn’t mean he wasn’t a Republican before that.) A reader, whose identity I’ve agreed to keep anonymous,

Ms. Schlussel,

After moving to DC at the end of 2001 with my wife with no connections, we went to a local DC republican committee meeting. A Republican meeting at it’s lowest, neighborhood, grassroots level. Not an RNC [DS: Republican National Committee] meeting, although it was in DC. There we introduced to Eugene Allen and of course I was amazed the fact that he had served during so many administrations, which is why I remember this introduction. Read the rest of this entry »

By Debbie Schlussel

Today is the 36th anniversary of the death of the great American talent, Elvis Aaron Presley, after his degradation into a life of drugs and unhealthy living. Overweight and with all kinds of substances in his system, on August 16, 1977, the 42-year-old Presley was found dead on the bathroom floor. On this site, I’ve often written that Elvis–according to Jewish law–was Jewish (descending from his Jewish great-grandmother, Martha Tackett) and about his Jewish roots and the things he did that identified with Judaism. There have been some baseless detractors (among them intermarriage promoter Nate Bloom who has nothing to back his detracting and gets a lot of things wrong), who claim that the story isn’t true or has been “debunked,” but in fact it is true and has not been debunked, including the fact of the original tombstone that he had made for his late mother, bearing both a Jewish star and a cross. But Elvis’ third cousin is the original source of the story as told in the well-researched and documented “Elvis and Gladys (Southern Icons Series),” by historian and biographer named Elaine Dundy, and I’ve heard from some of Elvis’ other cousins who’ve confirmed that there were, indeed, Jewish roots in the family. And–since 36 is a good luck number in Judaism*–it’s auspicious that near this 36th anniversary of his death, a new book has been released, that is–as its author says–the final word on Elvis’ Jewish roots, confirming them in detail.

Elvis Wearing Jewish “Chai” (“Life”) Necklace)

Howard T. Senzel, author of “Elvis Presley and the American Spirit,” has written what he says is “the last word on Elvis and Judaism, not just the symbolic biographical facts but the actual impact Elvis had on the American Jewish Experience.” Howard sent me several excerpts from the book, including this one:

Elvis Presley’s mother, Gladys Love Smith, was born April 25, 1912, the fourth daughter of Bob and Doll Smith. Bob was the son of Obe Smith and Ann Mansell, both of whom were part Native American. Bob made liquor, which was illegal in Mississippi. Octavia Smith, called Doll because she was so small and cute, was born 1876 the second daughter of White Mansell. White Mansell was the son of William Mansell and Morning White Dove, a Cherokee daughter. As White’s sister was the mother of Doll, she and her husband were first cousins. Their father and uncle, William, was a rich planter, an immigrant of Scotch Irish descent. Actually, the Mansells were Normans, who wound up in Scotland, but when they arrived in America, the largest group of ethnics was Scotch Irish, so they were too. White was the son of a rich man. He grew up in a large house, but by 1900, he was living in a tiny shack, in Tupelo, working shares. From the beginning of Southern culture, owning land was a sacred aspect of identity. Farming somebody else’s land for a percentage of the crop when they kept the books was the dreaded fate for victims of slavery or other dire luck, but the South was still in ruins and it was a life. In 1870, White Mansell married Martha Tackett. She was the daughter of a Jewish couple, Abner and Nancy Tackett, who were devoted to her. There were two boys, Sidney and Jerome, both devout and observant Jews, but their sister was not religious. Martha converted for White. They had four daughters, then two sons. All six children grew up knowing their Jewish heritage and doing some of the rituals. Doll Smith was Elvis’ maternal grandmother. She knew she was Jewish and so did her children. In the Diaspora of remote rural America, so far from the centers of rabbinic learning, knowing the story and telling it was a near equivalent of devotion. Gladys knew enough of her mother’s origin to pass along to Elvis a sense of Judaism as something precious and sacred, and part of what made him special. We know from his autopsy that she did not have him circumcised, but she told her little boy about Martha and Nancy and their Jewishness. Read the rest of this entry »

By Debbie Schlussel

Nothing too great debuting at movie theaters, today, but the choices are vastly better than last week’s selection.

* “Jobs“: I had mixed feelings about this movie. It was very long–much longer than its two-hours-two-minutes run time and seemed to go on forever, hitting apparently every turn and project in Steve Jobs’ career. Ashton Kutcher does a pretty good–if slightly stilted–job portraying Jobs, based on the articles and features I’ve seen on the Apple co-founder. But, then, he is naturally a semi-doppelganger for Jobs, and that helps tremendously.

If you’ve read a few articles about Steve Jobs, there’s probably nothing new in this for you. The movie shows Jobs to be at once a genius and a creep, which is supposed to be fairly accurate. The movie also shows the value of hard work (to go with G-d-given talent), which probably inspired Kutcher’s recent acclaimed speech at the “Kids’ Choice Awards” about the importance of hard work. The movie shows several of the kids who helped Jobs found Apple, along with Steve Wozniak (loathsome liberal and Mormon-hater Josh Gad), and how Jobs ripped them off and cut them out of any chance at Apple stock. At the end of the movie, stay through the credits, and it shows you how much the actors, who played the various cast of Apple innovators, looked like the real thing.

There’s nothing objectionable or wrong with this movie and it’s somewhat entertaining. I just thought it was a little dull, especially given the magic that Steve Jobs’ genius inspired. Read the rest of this entry »