The spreading cancer of social-media celebration following the vicious early morning murder of UnitedHealthcare CEO Brian Thompson proves that brutal bloodlust runs deep in America.
It’s not just that this cold-blooded NYC assassination carries all the hallmarks of an addictive true crime saga. With a handsome and mysterious gunman still on the loose, New York’s top coppers in chaos and little to no leads after three full days, seething online hatred is filling the vacuum and attempting to justify a sickening act.
The first failed attempt on Donald Trump’s life this summer appears to have whetted our collective appetite for the macabre. Now we’ve bypassed the Polite Period – in which we are supposed to at least pretend to be sympathetic to the victim’s family – and headed straight for the comments section to see who can be the crueler ghoul.
Thompson – a dad of two – had it coming, these corpulent keyboard thugs yell, pointing to his $10 million pay packet and United’s $280 billion yearly revenue as ‘proof’.
It’s not just the armchair abominations. Professional attention shrews – like former Washington Post crackpot Taylor Lorenz – soon crawled to the surface.
Loathsome Lorenz appeared to celebrate Thompson’s death. ‘CEO down,’ she raged, later sharing a pic of another insurer boss, as if to say, ‘you’re next!’
I get it, the hatred for the rapacious insurance industry is palpable. It’s one of the few things to anger a Midwestern Karen more than politics. And people should be allowed to be actively hopping at Big Health.
But gleefully celebrating a man’s murder because you’re incapable of articulating your resentment is varsity level mass psychosis if I’ve ever seen it.
The spreading cancer of social-media celebration following the vicious early morning murder of UnitedHealthcare CEO Brian Thompson proves that brutal bloodlust runs deep in America. (Pictured: The alleged gunman).
The only thing more idiotic than cheering for the real-life Purge is treating the alleged gunman like an adorable winner of the Timothee Chalamet lookalike contest.
We’ve woken up in the Joker movie, which, I hate to break it to you, ends badly for everyone.
Famished Felon
Convicted Epstein madam Ghislaine Maxwell is whining because the cash-strapped Florida lockup where she’s rotting can no longer afford her fancy ‘vegetarian diet plan’.
She was ‘left starving’ over Thanksgiving, sources told the Mail, adding that conditions are supposedly so bad the roof regularly leaks and there’s no money for medicine.
Yeah lady, prison sucks. Why do you think Jeffrey Epstein offed himself?
Shave it, Jacob!
Perhaps he went from Saltburn to razor burn, because former hot pot of coffee Jacob Elordi showed up at the Marrakech Film Festival looking like a hobo with a full, red beard. Who does he think he is, Prince Harry?
For someone so genetically gifted, he’s doing himself a disservice rocking that marmot on his face.
Perhaps he went from Saltburn to razor burn, because former hot pot of coffee Jacob Elordi showed up at the Marrakech Film Festival looking like a hobo with a full, red beard. Who does he think he is, Prince Harry?
MSNBC meltdown
In the wake of the election, it’s meltdown over at lefty MSNBC.
In fact, there might soon be a wake for the entire network if Comcast spins this loser off to the highest bidder. Anyone got a spare tenner?
Elon Musk is threatening to buy it, and lord only knows what would happen then to Rachel Maddow’s hefty new $25 million salary – which is actually $5 million lighter than her last contract.
There’s plenty of blame to go around, and Maddow herself is placing it on morning show turncoats Joe Scarborough and Mika Brzezinski for suddenly sucking up to Donald Trump at Mar-a-Lago after months of comparing him to Hitler. They literally brunched at the Eagle’s Nest!
If this sinking ship didn’t have enough pirates, former MSNBC grump (and Maddow mentor) Keith Olbermann has turned on Raging Rachel and slammed her as ‘unprincipled’.
Man, if they spun the cameras round and started a staff reality show, ratings would be a hit!
Grubby Gillian
Gillian Anderson has gone from X Files to X-rated with her latest artistic romp: an anthology of anonymized women’s sexual fantasies, collected and titled ‘Want’.
Sounds like faux feminized and overly intellectualized smut destined for the clearance shelves.
Though I must confess my want was once to share the same male model as Gillian. Oh wait, that actually happened in the 90s. But, unlike Gillian’s sexually suppressed lady whingers, I don’t kiss and tell.
Gillian Anderson has gone from X Files to X-rated with her latest artistic romp: an anthology of anonymized women’s sexual fantasies, collected and titled ‘Want’.
Still standing
Sir Elton John, 77, has revealed that he’s now blind in one eye and worries he won’t live long enough to see his young sons get married.
The revelation, made in a new documentary, caused his husband David Furnish, 62, to tear up.
No doubt he was weighing the sad reality and eventuality of an age-gap relationship.
Truth is, old Elton will probably outlive us all. At least his music will.
White House Grinch
Fresh off pardon-gate, the White House mantel is looking a little bare this year. There used to be stockings hung for each Biden grandchild with such cruel care.
You see, only legitimate grandkiddies were represented in Christmases past, with Hunter’s bastardess – sired via stripper – denied a festive sock.
Sure, her mom worked at a jiggle joint, but she’s got just as much Biden blood coursing through her as the rest of the brood and deserved a little public love (if not a future Burisma board seat).
Now she’ll never get the chance.
