Now the Cops Want to See Alec Baldwin's Phone
This time it's not about his addiction to Words with Friends
Two months ago, Alec Baldwin shot and killed cinematographer Halyna Hutchins on the set of his never-upcoming movie Rust. Since then, he has wept and made excuses to George Stephanopoulos, harangued paparazzi about what a great guy he really is, and posted Christmas photos for some reason. Hey, just because Daddy killed somebody, why should that ruin the holidays for the rest of the family, right?
Now the homicide investigators in New Mexico want to take a look at Baldwin’s phone.
Here’s what Baldwin’s lawyer, the unfortunately named Aaron Dyer, has to say about that:
"We proactively requested that the authorities obtain a warrant so that we could take steps to protect Mr. Baldwin’s family and personal information that is clearly unrelated to the investigation… A phone contains a person’s entire life, and personal information needs to be protected. While they evaluate the phone information, we hope that the authorities continue to focus on how the live rounds got on the set in the first place…”
Well, you do have the right to privacy, even if you did just kill someone. But that phone is evidence in a homicide case. Even Alec Baldwin doesn’t seem dumb enough to destroy it, but I’ll bet there’s a whole lot of deleting going on. Can the cops figure out what was deleted and when, or does that only happen on TV?
As for the authorities needing to focus on how that bullet got into that gun, why not ask the producer? His name is Alec Baldwin.
The last time anybody cared about Baldwin’s phone was 10 years ago this month, when he refused to turn it off on a plane because he was playing Words with Friends. He got kicked off the flight, because the rules apply to him too, and then he whined about it.
Delaying a flight to play your dopey little phone game is between 5-7 on the Asshole Scale. Shooting somebody and then claiming you had nothing to do with it is off the charts.
Oh, Biden’s doing just fine. Why do you ask?
This year Joe asked Santa for a new brain, but he’s on the naughty list.
There’s a rule of thumb I noticed years ago concerning press coverage of Washington: When Republicans screw up, that’s the story. When Democrats screw up, the Republicans’ reaction is the story. Here’s WH Deputy Press Secretary Karine Jean-Pierre:
Inflammation, inflation, whatever.
Meanwhile, Democrats are actively screwing up the pandemic response and making inflation worse. But the White House knows most of the press will just parrot any lies they want to tell. Then they all wonder why we don’t trust them.
This is the worst argument for abortion I’ve ever read. It would be a lot quicker to just say: “I’m lazy, selfish, and irresponsible, and I don’t care enough about any of the women I’ve banged to let our children live.”
Remember when Joss Whedon wrote and directed an ad for Planned Parenthood?
Then his ex-wife accused him of having multiple extramarital affairs with actresses who worked for him. He didn’t care about “abortion rights.” He just wanted to dispose of the evidence.
Yesterday I noted how mask scold Jake Tapper doesn’t think the virus can get him while he’s posing for pictures. Now here’s another wealthy, powerful person with an unearned sense of entitlement:
Just slide that wig down.
In other pandemic news, please make a note of this important update:
BREAKING: WaPo sucks.
Congratulations to Eric Adams on being the first African-American to be elected the second black mayor of New York City!
Well, not all of those people were violent criminals.
Look, as long as de Blasio is out of there…
“Look, I believe with enough leadership, enough mandates, we’re gonna get a hell of a lot more people vaccinated.”
A mandate isn’t leadership. Convincing people is leadership. Imposing a mandate means the leader has failed.
By the way… Where are their masks? Just kidding, rules are for the proles.
Now that the second-biggest jerk in New York City is no longer on CNN at 9 p.m., they should give the job to #1. de Blasio couldn’t be any worse at reading a teleprompter than he was at running a city.
Remember when we were supposed to be mad at Dave Chappelle? LOL!
Spider-Man: No Way Home premieres today, and I just want to remind you of my NO SPOILERS policy. Namely: NO, I don’t care about SPOILERS. Go ahead, ruin it for me. I am in no way concerned. It’s a superhero movie, not the U.S. Gold Codes.
The last movie I saw that would’ve been ruined by spoilers was The Crying Game in ‘92, and I don’t think Marvel is going that far with Peter Parker.
Yet.
You can also start posting fake spoilers just to mess with people. Why not?
Happy Friday, and thanks for reading. Wow, Christmas Eve 2021 is just one week from today. How did that happen? Seems like only yesterday I was young.
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Wonder how much Kaivan Shroff had in student loans. I imagine he’s just as glib about that as he about abortion.
And I love the takeaway—Abortion is for my convenience; I don’t want to waste my 20s and 30s on yucky kids. I assume all the progressive women I sleep with feel the same.