Hail Nancy, Full of Grace

This woman needs to be stopped. I have an idea: don't watch her show. If you accidentally come across it, quickly turn away lest her snake-hair turn you to stone.

Even her own production crew are not fans, as evidenced by this old footage of them joyfully undermining her broadcast.



Since that show, way back in the Spring of '07, Nancy has devolved into an even worse caricature of herself. But as long as CNN can get big-name sponsors to buy time on her show, she is not going anywhere.

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I'm sure they've created their talking points over at First Baptist Church of Orlando, justifying why helicopters, news trucks and vans and thousands of people who never knew Caylee Anthony or her family are gathering in the church for a PUBLIC "memorial service" orchestrated by the grandmother of the slain toddler.

If you're unfamiliar with the case, good for you. Try to stay that way. It's a sordid tale given way too much press by a ghoulish media, headed by Chief Demon Nancy Grace, who fanned the flames nightly in a self-righteous roar, boosting her ratings. The tragic tale was lapped up by a sick segment of society that now believes they knew this little girl.

And in an effort to appear compassionate, along comes this church, portraying itself as a gracious and welcoming place for "healing and hope" for our community as we "move past this ordeal and find closure."

And you're welcome to come back this Sunday!


And how about this for some sick advertising over at WESH news? Another little girl goes missing, and be sure to watch LIVE COVERAGE of the memorial!

Allow Me To Apologize

On behalf of the city of Orlando and the Great State of Florida, I apologize to the rest of the country, even the world, that you have been subjected to the sordid and tragic goings-on of the Anthony family and all that Nancy Grace has wrought.

Were it not for this despicable wreck of a human who craves ghoulish gossip and who has single-handedly incited the shoeless and toothless pitchfork vigilantes to demand the head of party-girl turned child-neglecter (killer, maybe) Casey Anthony, you might still think of Orlando as a magical place where people come to live in fantasy world for a week. Instead, you get to see the hideous truth; we are just Arkansas with beaches and sunshine.


A note to Arkansans: I mean you no special derision. You're just top-of-mind when it comes to hillbillies. I could've cited West Virginia, Kentucky, Missouri, Alabama, Mississippi or 44 other states just as well-known for backwoods idiocy.