I get knocked down, but I get up again.  You’re never going to keep me down!  -Chumbawumba

Public Service Announcement:  No, we’re not talking about tee-shirts.  We’re not like Mr. Hooper.  We’re not talking about treasure boating or day sailing.   No we’re talking about the real wife beaters.  Today we bid adieu to a real wife beater.  Today we bid adieu to Bobby Cox.   I’ve heard people say, “Bobby Cox did it the right way.”  If by the right way you mean getting arrested by police at his home, jailed overnight and being charged with simple battery after punching his wife and pulling her hair, then ya, sure.  Pulling her hair?  C’mon you sissy, knock it off.  After the jump, we’ll look at other members of the All Wife Beating team.          Read More »

No rapper can rap quite like I can.  I’ll take a musclebound man and put his face in the sand.  I’m Bad.  -LL Cool J

OK, here we go!  Maybe the nation has already forgotten the Chris Benoit tragedy, but this blogger hasn’t.  That’s why, darling, it’s incredible, that someone so unforgettable, thinks that I am unforgettable too.  The WWE wants you to forget.  Doing everything in their power to make you forget.  Altering history to make you forget.  Forget the horrors.  I’ve seen horrors.  Horrors that you’ve seen.  But you have no right to call me a murderer.  You have a right to kill me.  You have a right to do that.  But you have no right to judge me.  It’s impossible for words to describe what is necessary to those who do not know what horror means.  Horror.  Horror has a face.       Read More »