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Posted by Betty Cracker on 10/14/09 at 09:51 AM • Permalink
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Posted by Betty Cracker on 10/14/09 at 09:51 AM • Permalink
Categories: News • Politics • Bedwetters • Nutters • Skull Hampers • YouTubidity •
Orly has a crazy style of debate that makes some interviewers who are unprepared look foolish.
I don’t think that Behar was prepared enough AT ALL for this. I grant that debating Orly with facts is like nailing Jell-o to a wall, but you’ve got to at least come prepared with the facts.
Just because Orly is obviously crazy doesn’t mean you can just say “You’re wrong, google it. “And the George W. Bush line was a little embarrassing.
As usual, Orly had to do the yeoman’s work in discrediting herself.
As usual, Orly had to do the yeoman’s work in discrediting herself.
She is always up to the task.
I don’t think that Behar was prepared enough AT ALL for this.
Then she didn’t do any research.
Knowing she was going to interview a dentist, lawyer, real estate agent who scurries around the country insisting the president is a foreigner should have been enough of a hint.
Sorry if I come off a bit terse. Maybe I just envy any adult who has the capacity to be startled by the sheer amount of crazy one human being can generate. Did she grow up swaddled in cotton wool?
I missed the first couple of minutes, with Orly floofing her hair-helmet (how she didn’t catch and break one of her fingers in that geodesic dome of hairspray I don’t know) and laughing off the judge, who probably spit out his bourbon at her, “Well, judge is delusional and corrupt.”
rubbernecker is right in Behar’s not having been prepared, at least the way one of us would be. At this point, we all know what Orly’s going to say: must have two parents, de Vattel, Hawaii gives COLBs to ANYBODY, even DOGS, where is doctor, where is hospital, 108 year old social security connecticut thousands of addresses corrupt corrupt, word salad with Russian dressing.
But with her looseleaf “dossiers” with the circles and arrows and explanations on the back of each one with blackings-out and highlighting, and (especially loved this) a color-copy of the cover of de Vattel, Orly looked absolutely barking mad.
There’s crazy, and then there’s Orlycrazy. Joy Behar may have thought her tough act, which plays easily enough on the View daytime talk show, would be enough to fend off the corrosive brainwaves that Orly puts out, but Joy’s not equipped.
Orly is like the Tasmanian devil of crazy; she whirls around opponents statements, she shakes her head, flashes bizarre smiles, fluffs her hair; motion detectors on Mars probably are picking up her constant activity.
I can’t stand to watch her. She pushes my slappy and stabby buttons.
I can’t stand to hear her voice. I’ll wait until she ups the ante and is disbarred to listen to her.
That she isn’t already a political prisoner is the ultimate rebuke of her insane fantasies.
I only lasted about three minutes into Orly’s screeching.
Allan, I think Mrs. Polly said it best when she compared Orly’s madcap adventures to an episode of I Love Lucy in which Lucy masquerades as a Hungarian countess to try to fix a parking ticket and ends up in Supermax.
Classic example of “I am right and the whole world is wrong”. How disappointing! Couldn’t the time and effort be better used for something else that is useful?
Roasters, I think everyone should calm down a bit about how Joy Behar handled this interview. I think we’ve all been standing a little too close to the sun that is Orly, and it didn’t matter what facts Joy offered or how well substantiated her statements were.
Step away from the PC, clear your mind of everything you know about Orly Taitz, then return and click “play.” View her as one of the general public who was previously blissfully ignorant of this particular woman’s existence.
Now laugh again like you did the first time.
Orly manages once again to be the exception to every rule. In this case the rule is
There is no such thing as bad publicity.
My last comment about Orly and how we’re too close to see her as she is?
That image reminded me of the science experiment that is a metaphor for living with an insane mother in a play by the late Paul Zindel. You remember it?
The Effect of Orly Taitz on No-Man-Walked-on-the-Moon Wingnuts
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