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Let’s talk about a grumpy jerk who yells at people, and for once, I’m not talking about Joe Biden. I’m talking about Patti LuPone. He’s a Broadway star, loud and mean.
She’s been there for a while. She was with cats when they were still kittens, but apparently she thinks her pussy doesn’t stink. But your breath does.
The Broadway crank was filmed yelling like an old coot at a theatergoer whose mask slipped from under her nose Monday night after a performance of her hit musical ‘Company’.
His rant was recorded by people in the audience.
Roll it, Doocy.
PATTI LUPONE: Put your mask on your nose, that’s why you’re in the theater. It is the rule. If you don’t want to follow the rule, get the **** out!
Wow. And just like the North Koreans, after Kim Jong-un finished his speech, the audience cheered.
PATTI LUPONE: Who do you think you are? You don’t respect the people who sit around you.
Yeah, there are people sitting around her, by the way. Remember, she’s not wearing a mask while she’s screaming, which is either hypocrisy or a good thing, depending on how you feel about her face.
Now the audience member shouted back, “I’m paying your salary.” So, let’s play it both ways.
PATTI LUPONE: You pay my salary! Chris Walker pays my salary. Who do you think you are? Just put your mask on your nose.
Why would she bring Chris Harper in there? Who the hell is he? Anyway, allegedly. She then stormed out with a packet of white cheddar cheese crackers, which is typically racist.
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So where are you? Do you think she was right to humiliate a client because her mask slipped? I mean, who the hell does she think she is? A Delta flight attendant? Never forget.
Or was she an elitist snob who relished flaunting the huge power gap between the unmasked and the masked. Well, when I can’t make up my mind, I watch “The View” and whatever comes out of their fanged mouths, I take the opposite position. They live in a bizarre world where up is down, fire is wet, and Joy Behar is seen as a comedienne.
WHOOPI GOLDBERG: Went to the theatre. Put the mask on your nose. You don’t want to infect people on stage who aren’t wearing masks. You know there is a way to do it. Do it right. Why are you waving Patti LuPone?
JOY BEHAR: This woman was stupid. I’d rather fight with the Taliban than with Patti LuPone.
SUNNY HOSTIN: So many people say, “I want to go back to what it was before and I want to go back to normal,” no matter what that looks like to you. Still, the simple request to put on a mask is too much for some.
Look at our beautiful audience. Everyone has a mask.
Please don’t show us your audience. They have an angel voice – a Hells Angel dragged across an acre of broken glass with no pants on. Boy, if there was ever a show where talent faces should be covered. If they wear masks, they should be stuffed with oats. I don’t even know what that means. A sexist would say. How dare you applaud that? How dare you applaud this misogyny?
Shame on you all. I think we are learning a big lesson now.
Every dumb celebrity agrees that the public is rude and should wear masks so the talent doesn’t have to. This is the elitist handle. Gain power and wealth to exempt yourself from the rules you demand from others.
If they had what they wanted, you’d be locked up forever. You would be home from work forever. You would wear masks forever, you know, the way their role models in the Chinese government handle it.
And why? Because they think they are better than you. They can go to benefit galas. They may have servants behind the Hillarys of the world holding his train. And no, not the one Joe Biden is still playing with under the Christmas tree. And no, not the one Bill Clinton attends under the Christmas tree.
They can go to expensive restaurants, without a mask, and be waited on by the masks. And now, just last night, here is LuPone at the Tony Award nominees event. I was not invited. Without a mask. Obviously, she wants everyone dead.
What a clear status marker. You can see my mouth, but I can’t see yours. Your humble servant. Me master. The message, you do it to protect me from you and your modern day leprosy. Now go get me a bun or I’ll have you fired from your peasant job.
Either way, LuPone’s outburst is further proof that we live in two worlds, but it’s not a racial divide or a gender divide. It was what it always was, the elites against the rest of us, filthy, filthy commoners. I think we now see which mask really slipped, theirs. That’s why I don’t go to musicals. If I want to pay for an angry lady to yell at me, I’ll go to Judge Janine.