Sometimes, somebody creates something so great, it just has to be shared. This is one of those times, and this is one of those somethings:
This post will be updated from time to time but I had to get something up quickly during the early days of this blog.
Father Robert Ballecer is a longtime TWiT contributor and one of the biggest (fattest) fucks on the planet.
His loathsome “radio voice” is the scourge of TWiT livestream viewers from California to Rhode Island. Steve Gibson, TWiT’s own security expert, openly mocked his religious collar as a “costume” and questioned why he even wears it. Video links and further commentary to follow shortly.
Please leave a comment if you’d like to contribute to this post. There are many sides of Padre that have yet to be explored. Ug.
Here’s an example of his ridiculous “humor”:
At certain times Padre is gross. Other times he’s disgusting. I guess one could say that Padre vacillates between disgusting and gross about, oh, 100 percent of the time. God is watching you Padre. And she is not pleased.
Filters OFF! Full mouth ahead!
Noted tech journalist Sarah Silbert was disrespected the other day on the TWiT network livestream by host Mike Elgan. Silbert subsequently announced that she was leaving the technology press and some at #TotalDrama suspect that Mike Elgan’s abhorrent conduct may have been the last straw for her appearing on the TWiT network ever again.
Bless you Sarah, and we are sorry for your pain.
The video to the exact moment when Mike Elgan refers to “turd-flavored PopTarts” is below and is most likely the reason why Silbert is exiting her career.
Please tweet Sarah your condolences here: https://twitter.com/sarahsilbert
I am so tired of hearing him talk about all the millions of dollars from his personal funds that he has invested. The company is profitable, the company has been profitable for years. The amount he has put in has already been paid back. His half truths are so fucking misleading. He has disclosed how much money he makes from podcasting and how much he makes from the shitty radio show for octogenarians. (No offense gramps.) We know what he makes. Putting a portion of profits into your company is something every business owner does. “All his shows make money and all the other hosts’ shows lose money.” Can we see the spreadsheet your girlfriend put together that backs that nonsense up? Does he understand the halo effect?
F. YOU LAPORTE!
Kimberly Bryant, founder of Black Girls Code
Just a little note to let everyone know that TNT has NEVER had an African-American woman on as a guest or co-host. What’s with this bias in tech reporting? A white man hosting a show that won’t have a black woman on in 2014 is just plain lazy or racist. But either way, it’s not good. #ComeOnPeople
It’s not that hard to find qualified women of color. Why, there’s even a website dedicated to these wonderful women:
One of the biggest complaints of #TotalDrama members is that Leo Laporte and the gang over at TWiT purport to run a “family-friendly” network. But if you ever watch the livestream, the entire broadcast day is filled with inappropriate moments. That’s all great…because we’re adults and we can handle it. But the chatroom won’t allow any off-color humor. You’re not even allowed to repeat what Leo just said without getting kicked or permanently banned. I hate hypocrisy. So here’s a little taste of the “family-friendly” Leo Laporte:
TWiT News Director Mike Elgan is seen here encouraging his listeners to double subscribe on each podcast. In this way listener number get artificially inflated and the sponsors end up paying much more for non existing customers. Surely they cannot be too happy about this tactic from the TWiT podcasting network.
Thus beginneth the start of something big. Italian Wedding Soup for everyone on this joyous of days!
And Mike Elgan lays down some bullshit about Starbucks not being a coffee company.
My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun; Coral is far more red than her lips’ red; If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun; If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head. I have seen roses damasked, red and white, But no such roses see I in her cheeks; And in some perfumes is there more delight Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks. I love to hear her speak, yet well I know That music hath a far more pleasing sound; I grant I never saw a goddess go; My mistress when she walks treads on the ground. And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare As any she belied with false compare. Inspired by Shakespeare