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  • Author:wilson
  • Email Address:wilson at insult dot org
  • Contribution:51 rants by this author
  • Percent of Insult: 2.18%
  • Age:35
  • Sex:Male
  • Sexual Preference:Bisexual
  • Marital Status:I have a bitch
  • Penis Length:I'm a horse!
  • Location:Spain
  • Drug of Choice:Weed
  • Physical Self Description:

    Ham Pants wearin', Mullet sportin', Gum Chewin', Zoot Suit stylin', CRACKER.

  • Bio:

    Singer, songwriter, producer. Born in 1971, in Harlem, New York. Wilson was raised by his mother, a model, after his father was murdered in 1974. He grew up in Mt. Vernon, New York and attended a Catholic boys school in the Bronx. Wilson gained the nickname “Cum Dumpster” in high school because of his habit of being a human cum receptical for the Jockocracy. Wilson is also known by the nickname “Cum Dumpster Daddy.” Wilson majored in business administration at Howard University, producing weekly dance parties and running an airport shuttle service while attending classes. He dropped out to pursue an internship at Uptown Records, which led to a talent director position. Wilson rapidly rose to the level of vice president and had success producing several key artists for Uptown, but left the company in the early 1990s.

    In 1993 he started his own production company, Bad Boy Entertainment, working with such upcoming and established rap, hip-hop, and R&B; recording artists as Mariah Carey, New Edition, Method Man, Babyface, TLC, Boyz II Men, Li’l Kim, SWV, Aretha Franklin, Mary J. Blige, Faith Evans, and the late rapper Notorious B.I.G. (also known as Biggie Smalls). In 1996, Wilson was named as ASCAP’s Songwriter of the Year. By 1997, Bad Boy Entertainment had sold nearly $100 million worth of recordings and had made a multi-million dollar deal with Arista Records for management of the label.

    After his friend Biggie Smalls was murdered in 1997, Wilson recorded the tribute “I’ll be Missing You” which topped the Billboard singles chart for six weeks and launched Wilson's first album, No Way Out (1997) to platinum status. Soundscan named No Way Out as the third best-selling LP of 1997, with more than 3.4 million copies sold in the U.S.

    Wilson released his second album, Forever, in 1999. He is currently dating the actress and singer Levres.

    In December 1999, Wilson and Levres were allegedly involved in a shooting incident outside a New York City nightclub, in which three people were injured. Wilson was later charged with gun possession and bribery, as prosecutors claimed he offered his driver, Wardel Fenderson, $50,000 to say that the loaded gun police found at the scene of the crime was Fenderson's. His trial, at which Levres has publicly stated she will agree to testify, begins in late January 2000. If convicted, Wilson faces a possible 15 years in prison.

    After repeatedly denying widespread rumors of a breakup, Wilson confirmed in January that he and Levres had gotten engaged. On March 12, 2001 the happy couple was married in a small vila outside of Pampolona, Spain. They are now awaiting the birth of their first child due in June 2001.

Black people think I'm famous

Yeah, I don't get it either. For the third time today, black people have accused me of being famous. Actually, today it was TWO black ladies. I hear an "Excuse me, sir! I know you from the movies!" on my walk back from grabbing a burrito down the way. True to form, they then both freak out when I turn around to talk to them.. which, well, that's an interesting feeling. Of course, when I press them on it, they have no idea who I am or what movie, just that "they know me from the movies". Other black people have yelled at me from across the street about it. Now, this has only happened down-town (that's where we have black people in LA) and only on this one street between work and the burrito place... so, fuck, maybe it's the lighting or something. Well, anyway, black people think I'm famous - but who the fuck do they think I am? The only hint I can give you is that they all freak out specifically in the sense that I'm a "movie star", so no made for TV roles here, herpes commercials, etc. Like I said to Lib one of the other times it happened, at least they're not shouting "kill whitey" or calling me "cracker ass cracker" (quite fond of that moniker, fwiw)... these days I just get to be the white guy they mistake for that other white guy.

I'm just scratching my head on this one.

Wilson out.

Looks count

One thing can be said for the bunch, they're definetly better losers than winners.

As a fan of a team with some class, I would like to extend my congratulations to the Sox, and especially the prettiest man the sport has ever known, Johnny Damon. I just saw an interview with him, and now more than ever I'm convinced he's the spawn of an asian fucking a retard. But BOY that half-yellow half-tard can play, and get my nether regions all tingly at the same time.

So, way to go Sox... As for the fans, just hope your reveling doesnt wind up biting you in the ass. Talk about putting the cart before the horse.


I wish I had a girlfriend with hair this pretty.

Go Astros! Clemens will 0wn j00!

More Baseball Fun

Ended up taking the train to the downtown office this morning, where I came to find myself seated across the way from some old cocksucker (think Kenny Rogers, but less of that 'gambler' vibe). We're both occupying the aisle seat, with the window seat empty. At the next stop, a decrepit old black guy (think of an old black guy) gets on the train and just goes to town on me with the eye-raping. Various people have been eye-raping me on the metro for a few weeks now, so I'm starting to take less of an issue with it, but at a certain point it seems like you should react in some way. After a few minutes, my thought is that old black guy wants my seat, and although I've come enjoy the attempted ocular penetration, I slide over to the window side where I'm obscured from his view by ticket-checking-fatty (you see, we have the "honor-system" on our metro, which means that they employ fat chicks to do random spot checks). Non-gambling-Kenny stays put.

The next thing I know old-black-guy comes over and asks Kenny if he can take a seat next to him, Kenny yields, and somehow, as if brought together by fate, five seconds later they're discussing the evils of the Yankees organization. Cue up the music, nothing brings the races together like unilateral hate. They go on for about three or four minutes discussing why the Yankees are an abomination to the sport, why it's unfair, etc. They hit all the basics people fall back on when they're backpedaling for excuses - whiny, idealistic shit. Now, I'm a man known to sport a Yankees cap once and a while, and I take a colossal amount of shit for it, even out here, thousands of miles away. The interesting fact about that, I've found, is that roughly half the time a guy starts in on you with the "I'm an angry Red-Sox fan and you are my Yankee target" shtick, he's also going to make a few awkward passes at you through the duration. Anyway, I'm getting off course here, I'm trying to get to the point that Boston fans are sally-ass bitches who are addicted to self-loathing and losing. What does it say about a man who chooses to align himself behind a known loser, not just an under-dog, but a sure-fire loser?

The end of Kenny and old-black-guy's conversation gave me some clues. After a minute or two of silence, Kenny blurts out "The Red-Sox are such an embarrasment", to which old-black-guy agrees and mentions some of the finer nuances which make them such an embarrassment, along with more speculation as to how the Yankees effected that. That was the very first moment of their conversation when either of them were being realistic about the issue at hand (In case you forgot, we're talking about the Red-Sox sucking), and it took so much anti-Yankee propaganda from each of them, for one of them to be comfortable enough to 'fess up to the truth.. the dirty secret they all share. Now I think we've figured it out. Boston fans ascribe their own loserdom to the fact that they cannot succeed, that there is some insurmountable force stopping winning from being a possiblity (mind you, this will evolve over time.. Sox fans had different reasons for their chosen team sucking 20 years ago). To deal with this, they project all of their self loathing, fears and inadequacies on to the one team with the most diametrically different ethos, the team that knows it can, and does, and will, win. In the end, a lot of Yankee fans have to shoulder the burden of hearing Boston fans cry about how their pussies hurt, while deflecting comments that you're somehow evil if you're a Yankees fan. Most of the time it just makes me sad to talk to one of them... they're so much like fat people that say they want to be thin, yet don't believe they deserve to be thin, and just get fatter as a result, or, say Catholics. Actually, I'd be interested to know how many Sox fans are Catholic, as there seem to be many similarities in mindset... if anyone can dig that up, that'd be cool.

To my friends who are Sox fans, those of you enjoying this rain-out with another day of stewing, pacing, and self loathing - maybe some day you'll throw off the shackles of your mind and join me as a fan of the greatest baseball team in the universe (Cue Imperial Death March). All you gotta do is believe.

"He who fights with monsters might take care lest he thereby become a monster. And if you gaze for long into an abyss, the abyss gazes also into you." - Friedrich Nietzsche, Beyond Good and Evil

"Baseball is ninety percent mental and the other half is physical." - Yogi Berra

Kurt Cobain

I still think that no good slut snuffed him out..
(Ripped from the page cited below..)

Cobain's heroin, (morphine), blood level was 1.52 mgs per liter. This would require a minimum injection of 225 mgs of heroin, three times a lethal dose, even for a hardcore heroin addict! The drug Diazepam, was also found in Cobain's blood system.

Case you dont know, Diazepam is valium and used in the treatment of anxiety disorders, seizures, and muscle spasms. It is Schedule IV in the U.S... You all know what heroin is

THE OBVIOUS QUESTIONS:

1. If Cobain injected himself with a deliberate heroin overdose, why would he ALSO shoot himself in the head with a shotgun, leaving his baby daughter - the love of his life - with horrific visual images to remember him by? Why not just "go to sleep" on the overdose and never wake up?

2. IF Cobain injected three times a lethal dose of heroin, COULD he then pick up a shotgun and shoot himself? Wouldn't he have been immediately incapacitated?

Based on the heroin, (morphine), blood levels found in Cobain's body, preliminary research indicates Kurt Cobain would have been immediately incapacitated. He could not have picked up that shotgun. He could not have pulled that trigger!

www.cobaincase.com *WARNING* ANNOYING FUCKING AUDIO on that webpage
www.justiceforkurt.com All together better page, more informative.. but the first is an investigator/former detective on the case.

Fucking faggots, I dont want to hear your shit blaring through my speakers as I try to beat off to my Nature's-relaxing-sounds CD.

Saw that cunt Courtney Love on Letterman the other week.. all I have to say is, Awful.

"Just because you're paranoid, Don't mean they're not after you." - Territorial Pissings

Goodbye to an actor and a gentleman.


I'm Dead

plop.

Thanks for reading the article and responding, Stone.. I'm not going to argue with you because it seems invariability fruitless, and I'd rather just agree to disagree..

I just wanted to clear up that he IS talking about Ashcroft in the article.. if you do a Google Search for "John Ashcroft Confederacy" (sorry, can't link to it since insult sucks :)) you'll get back a fucking laundry list back. Delicious tidbits like this:
In 1998, Ashcroft gave an interview to the Southern Partisan, a South Carolina quarterly promoting the Confederacy. Ashcroft said, "Your magazine also helps set the record straight. You've got a heritage of doing that, of defending Southern patriots like [Robert E.] Lee, [Stonewall] Jackson and Davis. Traditionalists must do more. I've got to do more. We've all got to stand up and speak in this respect, or else we'll be taught that these people were giving their lives, subscribing their sacred fortunes and their honor to some perverted agenda."

Like slavery.

I'm pretty sure what you've said about Rock & Roll isn't right, based on what I've read and seen in the past.. the foundation of "counter-culture" and whatnot.. I dunno..

Tasty bills like the patriot act and it's new friend, the so-called "son-of-patriot act" definetly makes me feel like this is increasingly a police state, but then again, it's my nature to be paranoid and sensative to shit like that.. so take for what it's worth. I guess I'd be the one laughing when America actually does become a police state, but I'd probably be more likely to be crying.. or be in Canada...

Thanks,

JW

Why the Right Hates America

I ran across this article the other day.. I didn't write it, I just agree with it, and since there's no other chance anyone else here will wind up reading it,I felt like posting it (hey, at least there's a chance now)..
See it formatted nicely: Here

--begin
As a leftist, I'm getting just a bit weary of hearing how much I "hate America." Ever since the big you-know what in late 2001, that little zinger has been the comeback of choice for any objections to US foreign policy. Don't like our new wars? Gee, you must really hate this country.

Friends on the right, you wound us. If we didn't love America, why would we spend so much time and energy on bake sales and discussion groups and lecture series and petition drives and demonstrations to make it a better place? I mean, there may be some parts of Dallas we're not too keen on, and personally, you couldn't pay me enough to live in Phoenix, but on the whole, sure, love that America. Friendly people, nice beaches, great forests, er, what's left of them.

Of course, the relationship is just a bit more complicated than that. We love America kind of like we might love a dear friend or relative who's drinking too much and putting his health in danger, or messing up his home life. We're kind of embarrassed and more than a little bit worried for good old America. But that doesn't mean we don't love her. Hey, we're family!

You know, it occurs to me that when rightwingers can't come up with a better argument than "you hate America," they might actually be projecting. After all, who was it that said that the 9/11 attacks allowed, quote, "the enemies of America to give us probably what we deserve"? It wasn't any leftist, that's for sure. It was that jolly old moral majoritarian, the Rev. Jerry Falwell.

The more you think about it, the more it makes sense. The right can't stand American culture. Rock & roll swept the planet, helped bring down the Berlin wall, inspired everyone with its free-spirited, rebellious American energy. Who fought it every step of the way? The right, that's who. Same goes for hip-hop, another great American export, subject of Congressional inquisitions. And don't even get me started on Hollywood. Billions of people love our movies, but the right acts like the whole movie industry is the last refuge of Stalinism.

The right hates our heroes, too. They had to be dragged kicking and screaming into making a holiday to honor the Rev. Martin Luther King, who helped us try to fulfill the promises of Reconstruction. And some of them still grumble, as Ronald Reagan did, that he was some kind of "communist." Still others, like John Ashcroft, express nostalgia for the Confederacy's fight to maintain slavery as a noble cause.

Come to think of it, the right hates our constitution, too, except for the Second Amendment, and maybe the Eleventh, now that the Rehnquist Court has rewritten it to mean "Congress shall pass no law that we don't like." But the First, the Fourth, the Fifth, and um, the Sixth, and the Eighth, and pretty much the Fourteenth and Fifteenth Amendments are right out the window these days. Damn shame, too, if you ask me. Plus the right is still itching to overturn old decisions like Miranda and Bakke and Roe, if not Griswald. Some of them aren't too crazy about Brown v. Board, either, if you know what I mean.

And it's obvious by now that the right wing really, really hates democracy. If you even bring up the word, they go on about how the Founding Fathers made a republic, not a democracy. Well, sure, but they also wrote in the parts about blacks being three-fifths of a person, and only land-owning males being able to vote. Some of those cool old amendments moved us closer to actual democracy, at least for a while there. Now the rightwingers on the Supreme Court have made it clear that we have no actual right to vote, let alone have the votes counted if it's inconvenient for their candidate.

And the election of 2000 isn't the only one stolen by the right. In 1968, and again in 1980, the right-wing candidates, as private citizens, interfered with foreign-policy negotiations of the US government in order to (successfully) gain electoral advantage. Come to think of it, they did that again in 2000, advising the Israelis to drag their feet in the Camp David talks. But I guess they can get away with that, since they love America more than us pesky leftists.

But if the right loves America so much, why do they keep subsidizing the corporations that foul our air, despoil our coasts, and clear-cut our forests? Just how patriotic is the Bush administration's new rule that allows mining companies to shear off the tops of our purple-mountain'd majesty and dump them into our streams? Don't you think we could express our love of country a little better by tightening up those fuel economy standards, instead of squeezing the Middle East for more fuel for our Hummers?

Now that reminds me. Why does the right keep making so many enemies for our country? You know, like overthrowing elected governments in Iran and Chile and so on, or backing torture-happy juntas in Turkey and Pakistan, or paying for proxy terrorists in Nicaragua and Angola, or subsidizing the occupation of East Timor and the West Bank. Didn't the left keep saying, "Um, excuse us, if we keep supporting violence and terrorism abroad, it might come back to haunt us"? And we're the unpatriotic ones?

Oh, but that's where we got started here. Any time we criticize US foreign policy, we're making excuses for the terrorists. I guess it's inconceivable that the left could love America enough to want us to stop making new enemies. Well, okay, America. If invading Iraq doesn't work out as nicely as planned, you might give us a call. We still have a few ideas, and, gosh, we just love ya to pieces. Write sometime! After all, who gave you votes for women and blacks, and the weekend, and overtime, and retirement pay, and family leave? Your old pals on the left. God love ya.

--end

Umm.. All I really have to add is Legalize Fuckin' weed already, man.. this is fucking insane already. If you haven't been keeping up on Operation Pipe Dreams and other DEA scams, you're realling missing out on some of the finest propaganda work our government has come up with in decades.

Post later.. maybe :P

Happy Birthday Levres!

Happy 22nd birthday sweetie!

I realize this is the tamest birthday wish I've ever sent to someone on insult, but if you think picking out a present for agirlfriend is hard, let me assure you that determining the right kind of odd porn to post for their birthday is even harder. I guess I will sing the TGI Fridays birthday song instead.

I don't know what I've been told *clap*
Someone Here is getting old *clap*
something something something something *clap* *clap* *clap*
Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday, Happy Biiiiirthday, TO YOU *raucous applause*

Happy Birthday.. I wish I could be there to spend it with you

1212 Out.

BTW: This WAS posted on the 4th, but since you fags are on east coast time and the server is too, I guess this is belated. Fuck you all for making me look bad. :)

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Enough of the homo-erotic banter.


JW OUT

Happy Birthday Devlin!

I always wanted to use the "Level of Filth (be accurate): 6(really obscene photos inserted)" setting on insult, so, Happy 22 Man!
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