‘Gay bike conspiracy’? Alec Baldwin’s biking arrest is ‘fun for everybody’! [pic]

http://twitter.com/#!/Ianscotthowland/status/466223395299135488

Every so often, the gods of schadenfreude smile upon us. This is one of those times.

http://twitter.com/#!/redsteeze/status/466239278620889089

More from The New York Post:

A source told Page Six, “Alec was riding his bicycle the wrong way on Fifth Avenue this morning and, when he was stopped by police, he didn’t have ID, so he was handcuffed and arrested. It is not known where he is now or if he is still in police custody.”

According to InTouch Weekly, which first broke the story:

An eyewitness tells the mag the 56-year-old was “calm and quiet” while he was cuffed and put in the back of the police car, though another onlooker said he “went ballistic on the cops, screaming at them” earlier during the altercation.

http://twitter.com/#!/Neal_Dewing/status/466236638377807872

One thing’s for certain: Alec Baldwin is the gift that keeps on giving.

http://twitter.com/#!/joelcifer/status/466238002298376193

The @nypost newsroom when Alec Baldwin news breaks  on Twitpic

We’re with them. This is gold, Jerry. Gold!

http://twitter.com/#!/Matthops82/status/466235390299369472
http://twitter.com/#!/BrittWhitmire/status/466239196089167872

What's in your wallet? Better be bail money.

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@TwitchyTeam— Adam Wood (@nashvltravelguy) May 13, 2014

Teehee!

http://twitter.com/#!/SooperMexican/status/466242303309672448
http://twitter.com/#!/ejkoolkid13/status/466239875550044160
http://twitter.com/#!/dcbigjohn/status/466237923374157824
http://twitter.com/#!/duchessrebecca/status/466254767556022272
http://twitter.com/#!/CorcoranNYC/status/466249278537486336
http://twitter.com/#!/CK1Blogs/status/466250390926024704
http://twitter.com/#!/stephenkruiser/status/466234695093854208

You’d think so, wouldn’t you? But not yet, apparently. Get on that, NYC!

http://twitter.com/#!/redsteeze/status/466244553419542528

True. Story.

http://twitter.com/#!/JosephMiner/status/466249887903141888

Amen to that.

Just one word of advice to the perpetually pissed-off pedaler:

http://twitter.com/#!/Will_Antonin/status/466239837998436352

Heh.

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Update:

‘Thar he blows’! Alec Baldwin unloads on NYC’s ‘carnival of stupidity’ after arrest

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Related:

Twitchy coverage of Alec Baldwin

Read more: http://twitchy.com/2014/05/13/gay-bike-conspiracy-alec-baldwins-biking-arrest-is-fun-for-everybody-pic/

Drama Queen ALERT: Hollywood elite send letter to Congress about Trump and ‘Constitutional Crisis’

If any of these people can spell the word Constitution, let alone have read it, we’ll eat our hat. And crisis, really?

Hello drama queens.

Read more: http://twitchy.com/samj-3930/2017/05/18/drama-queen-alert-hollywood-elite-send-letter-to-congress-about-trump-and-constitutional-crisis/

Selective outrage: GLAAD slams Phil Robertson after letting Alec Baldwin slide

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Lefty gay rights activists are up in arms over comments Phil Robertson made regarding homosexuality. The “Duck Dynasty” patriarch told GQ that he believes homosexuality is a sin:

“Start with homosexual behavior and just morph out from there. Bestiality, sleeping around with this woman and that woman and that woman and those men,” he says. Then he paraphrases Corinthians: “Don’t be deceived. Neither the adulterers, the idolaters, the male prostitutes, the homosexual offenders, the greedy, the drunkards, the slanderers, the swindlers—they won’t inherit the kingdom of God. Don’t deceive yourself. It’s not right.”

Many were quick to pounce on Robertson’s comments, denouncing him as a homophobe and using the remarks as evidence that committed Christians are intolerant bigots.

http://twitter.com/#!/FayolaRose/status/413415599130148864
http://twitter.com/#!/BlessThisMess88/status/413414336791457792
http://twitter.com/#!/gossipcharming/status/413419810328825856

Here’s “Ellen Show” executive producer Andy Lassner:

http://twitter.com/#!/andylassner/status/413411952539361281

GLAAD spokesman and former “My So-Called Life” actor Wilson Cruz also expressed disgust:

http://twitter.com/#!/wcruz73/status/413319208185761793

And GLAAD issued a statement condemning Robertson:

http://twitter.com/#!/glaad/status/413317051860533249

But that got some people to wondering: Where was this outrage from GLAAD after Alec Baldwin was caught — repeatedlyusing gay slurs?

http://twitter.com/#!/ExPoleDancer/status/413398311719436290
http://twitter.com/#!/ExPoleDancer/status/413414951806844928
http://twitter.com/#!/JustAnotherMo/status/413349232796397568

Whether or not you agree with Robertson’s views, it’s clear that they stem from his firm belief in biblical teachings. And Robertson is careful to emphasize that he is not in any position to pass judgment on someone else:

As far as Phil is concerned, he was literally born again. Old Phil—the guy with the booze and the pills—died a long time ago, and New Phil sees no need to apologize for him: “We never, ever judge someone on who’s going to heaven, hell. That’s the Almighty’s job. We just love ’em, give ’em the good news about Jesus—whether they’re homosexuals, drunks, terrorists. We let God sort ’em out later, you see what I’m saying?”

Today, he responded to the criticism from GLAAD and others:

“My mission today is to go forth and tell people about why I follow Christ and also what the bible teaches, and part of that teaching is that women and men are meant to be together. However, I would never treat anyone with disrespect just because they are different from me. We are all created by the Almighty and like Him, I love all of humanity. We would all be better off if we loved God and loved each other.”

Now, if it were Alec Baldwin we were dealing with, the response would range from feigned ignorance to physical assault. He could learn a thing or two about class from Robertson.

And from the looks of things, Robertson won’t have to defend himself by himself:

http://twitter.com/#!/annuhhbrooke/status/413392971682152448
http://twitter.com/#!/amber_kinder/status/413418406830804992
http://twitter.com/#!/Krs_1031/status/413416575346438144

Indeed. If Robertson’s critics are truly appalled at blatant homophobia, if they are truly interested in addressing genuine persecution of homosexuals, they ought to focus their attention elsewhere:

http://twitter.com/#!/JustAnotherMo/status/413380280083177473

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Related:

Alec Baldwin threatens ‘toxic little queen’ reporter in epic Twitter rant

‘Almost all of my best friends are gay’; Alec Baldwin’s wife defends ‘queen’ slur

‘Starf**kers’: GLAAD mocked for giving Alec Baldwin a free pass

ABC News reports on Alec Baldwin’s ‘alleged’ slur

Anderson Cooper: ‘Why does Alec Baldwin get a pass?’ Conservative ‘would be vilified’

Dan Savage (sort of) defends ‘homophobic bigot’ Alec Baldwin

Alec Baldwin cleanses Twitter feed (again)

Shhh! Media Matters still silent about MSNBC host and homophobic bigot Alec Baldwin

Alec Baldwin: I didn’t know calling someone ‘c**ksucker’ is anti-gay

Alec Baldwin loses battle with ‘fundamentalist wing of gay advocacy’

Twitchy coverage of “Duck Dynasty”

Read more: http://twitchy.com/2013/12/18/selective-outrage-glaad-slams-phil-robertson-after-letting-alec-baldwin-slide/

This Is What Goes On Inside One Of The Biggest #Oscars Parties In…

Actually watching the Academy Awards at a huge Hollywood viewing party is easier said than done.

Inside the party. Not pictured: me. Jamie Mccarthy / Getty

An Oscars viewing party is only as good as the people you’re watching with. Do they know when to be snarky and when to keep silent? (Julianne Moore is speaking. That means you are not.) Do they get appropriately emotional at the right moments? (When David Oyelowo cries, you cry too.) Have they seen most of the nominated films, or are they at least willing to withhold judgment based on a single clip? (I sat through The Judge, and I have earned your respect.)

Which is to say, a lot can go wrong. After all, there’s a reason I’ve taken to hosting a viewing party for one where the only mandatory attire is sweats and the only distraction is my own tweeting. Nevertheless, this year, I ventured out into the world outside my apartment for a chance to check out Elton John’s annual Oscars viewing party, a fundraiser for the Elton John AIDS Foundation, and an excuse to rent a decent tux.

First things first, the Elton John AIDS Foundation does amazing work, having raised more than $45 million, according to a publicist. That’s not really surprising given the fact that the viewing party is punctuated by stars like Alec Baldwin and Sharon Osbourne asking attendees to dig a little deeper into their pockets. Guests’ pledges are also projected onto a large screen, which adds incentive to make a big donation. (I know exactly how much you gave, Chris Colfer, and I’m proud of you.)

I acknowledge the great cause, because regardless of my personal experience at the Elton John viewing party, I’m glad that it happens every year. But since you asked, my personal experience was actually rather uncomfortable. When I first arrived, I milled about trying to go against my better judgment and make conversation with strangers. I did engage Lisa Rinna for a few seconds before realizing I had nothing particularly interesting to say, aside from complimenting her dress. And I managed to sneak a peek at Aaron Paul’s ballot, but only after I’d turned mine in.

Eventually, we were escorted into the dining room where the dinner and viewing party would take place. And that’s when things took a turn. I quickly realized my table was chatty. Listen, I am not an antisocial monster. I think it’s nice when the people around me want to know my name and what I do for a living and where I got my tux. (Men’s Wearhouse, thank you very much.) But this is the Oscars. This is the one night of the year I actually care about watching TV live and sharing my opinions with the internet, because I’m a millennial. The people at my table were more interested in loudly talking about how they hadn’t seen the vast majority of nominated films. Ida is streaming on Netflix, people! Come on.

A table inside the party. (Not my table. If I were sitting with Gigi Hadid, don’t you think I would have mentioned that?) Dimitrios Kambouris / Getty

I tried to focus on the show, but it was increasingly difficult to hear. (With each drink, the woman next to me was becoming drunker and drunker and louder and louder, which might have had something to do with that.) I took note of the fact that Gillian Anderson and JC Chasez were sitting at a table together, and I desperately looked for reasons to join them. Can you imagine how well-timed and expertly delivered Gillian Anderson’s barbs are? I can just see JC Chasez throwing his head back with laughter.

I continued to live-tweet the drunken exploits of my neighbor and tried to mentally will Sir Elton John to turn up the audio so I could actually hear the broadcast. Things reached their nadir at my table when John Legend and Common performed “Glory” — which was, to be clear, the highlight of the Academy Awards themselves — as another woman at the table rolled her eyes, accused people of fake crying, and loudly lamented the public conversation about racism in Hollywood that Selma‘s snubs had inspired.

I wish I could say I handled this all better than I did. I asked her what her issue was with “Glory,” and she claimed she didn’t have one, just that it had to win the Oscar for Best Original Song because people were so angry about the film not getting other nominations. And when it did win, she kept repeating “no surprises here,” before muttering something to her friend about having to give the blacks something. “I’m not going to sit here with a racist,” I said to no one in particular, before getting up and walking away. (I am a man of honor, but one who is also terrified of confrontation.) I never returned to my table, watching the rest of the broadcast from the cocktail area. My biggest regret is that I didn’t actually try to engage with that woman over her racism, and my second biggest regret is that I left the table before dessert was served.

That uncomfortableness at my table was luck of the draw: I happened to be at a viewing party with the wrong people. (And to be clear, not everyone at my table was terrible! But as with any family gathering, the drunkest and the most racist attendees always get the most attention.)

Once the show was over, I quickly discovered that the Elton John Oscars viewing party is a lot more fun once the actual viewing portion ends. As is the case with any Hollywood party, I spent most of my time walking around, silently acknowledging the presence of various actors (it was basically a shit ton of TV people, who are often considered to be less important than movie stars; but I happen to watch more TV than movies, so nyah), and wondering how long the valet line would be (it ended up being not so bad. I stood next to Dance Moms star Abby Lee Miller, who is always a hoot, bless her heart).

Ultimately, I feel very lucky that I was able to experience a glamorous Hollywood night, but I was also comforted by the fact that my sweats were waiting for me at home.

Read more: http://www.buzzfeed.com/louispeitzman/what-its-like-inside-elton-johns-annual-oscars-viewing-party