Has Ashton Kutcher grown up?

All of you in the cheap seats, stop voting Democrat....

 Suddenly the conservative world, the blogosphere, and even large chunks of the Leftist Lamestream Media are all aflutter over the speech Ashton Kutcher (oh wait, sorry...Chris Kutcher) gave the other night at the Teen Choice Awards. Glenn Beck verily wet himself and cried on the air.

It was heartfelt. It was humble. It might have been lost on the hordes of screaming teeniebopper girls in the audience, but it definitely showed that Kutcher has grown up a bit and may be moving past the juvenile hijinks of "Punk'd" and at age 35 looking to be taken more seriously.



One of the first things he said in his speech was “I feel like a fraud.” I can appreciate the humility in that, basically saying he's deep down just like you and me, that he’s no better than any of us despite his fame & fortune. Now, any half-wit with the inclination could Google the man or check his IMDB listing and learn that his given name is Christopher and that when he started acting started using his middle name, but folks are acting like this revelation is tantamount to learning who really killed JFK.

But what is being lost on those applauding his use of his given name is why he said it in the first place.  He knows he’s still the Chris he grew up as and talks not about his life as Ashton but about a few things he learned from his life as ‘Chris’. He talks about the grocery store job he had, the job carrying roofing shingles, the dishwashing job he had and the custodial job he had growing up. And then he said something that continues this thread of humility: “I’ve never had a job in my life that I was better than.” That's quite refreshing to hear from a successful actor and celebrity and is actually a positive message for teens to hear.

It's good for kids to hear someone talk about hard work and opportunity, being thoughtful and generous to people, that it's good to be smart, and to build a life instead of just living one.

This is an interesting change from the Ashton Kutcher who in 2009 was part of an obnoxiously touchy-feely Progressive love fest video where, attached at the hip to then-wife Dummy Moore, he and a couple dozen other celebs promised to serve the new Lord & Master, Black Jesus Himself, Hussein Sotero, King Obama the First. Seriously, the video is nauseating, starting with The Annointed One blathering about patriotism (from one who hates America) and responsibility (when he blames everything he does wrong on everyone else from Bush to YouTube video makers), and his minions go on about healthcare for the elderly while Obamacare kills MediCare, pushing the Green agenda while they fly private jets to exotic vacations, pushing an anti-slavery message without saying where those slaves are and by doing so race-bait the ignorant masses of America into staying focused on the slavery here that ended 150 years ago.



I wonder how some of those celebs are feeling today about their Messiah? Half the couples featured all smiling and happy are split up now. Is Jason Bateman still only flushing after he craps? Hey, Diddy, did you finally remember to turn off the lights? I hope so, with your 4 mansions, 8 million dollar Manhattan apartment, a yacht, Gulfstream jet, and fleet of cars. That's a lotta lights to turn off when most of the country is trying to keep their lights turned on. I have a hard time taking orders on how to live a frugal life from limousine liberals whose Dear Leader used one of the MV-22 Ospreys attached to HMX-1 (the Marine Corps helicopter squadron assigned to Presidential flight duty) to carry his mothereffing DOG to his latest golfing vacation at Mecca's Vineyard.

HMX-1 took delivery of a pair of MV-22B Osprey tilt-rotors in the customary dark olive green paint scheme back in May to replace their aging CH-46 Sea Knights

Hopefully, Chris Kutcher has come over to the Right from the Dark Side. If so, welcome aboard.

Obama's Upcoming Playcation

Let me preface this by adding new words to your vocabulary. You'll be seeing them all over the place soon. Start using them. Make me famous.

1.Isleft (Iz′-left)-noun; The religion of being a left-leaning Liberal.
2.Musleft (Muz′-left)-noun; A follower of Isleft.
3.Kennedylah (Keh′-neh-dee-lah)-noun; The holy diety of Isleft
4.Mecca’s Vineyard—One of Isleft’s holy places
5.Hate Assbury—Another Isleft holy site

There comes a time in every young Democrat’s life when, like a devout Muslim, they feel the need to make the sacred pilgrimage to one of The Left’s holiest of holy places. Instead of making the Haj to Mecca, they make a vacation trip to Martha’s Vineyard.

Once there, they visit such shrines as The Holy Kennedy Compound to worship the Great Family. They leave flowers at the airport at the Shrine to Saint John John, who perished whilst flying to the island. And they leave Chivas Regal bottles at the Chappaquiddick Bridge in hopes that Saint Ted (Patron Saint of Foppery) will magically allow them to get away with any and all crimes scot-free.

And as devout followers of Isleft, making a return trip to Mecca’s Vineyard is the Obama family.

President Obama and the first family (and no doubt accompanied by countless strap-hangers) will rent a scenic farm house on Martha's Vineyard for their vacation during the last week of August.

The Blue Heron Farm, located on the island's western end in Chilmark, is a sprawling 28.5-acre private residential compound with a five-bedroom white Victorian farm house, and three other dwellings, including a reconstructed Pennsylvania hay barn and Vermont shed, an apple orchard, swimming pool, golf practice tee, basketball half-court, and a basement movie theater. It has ocean views, private access to a stretch of Squibnocket Beach, and a private dock with kayaks and a yacht.

Wow. All I got was a half acre, a small brown house, fire ants, crabgrass, and a living room theater consisting of a DVD player and the DVR hooked up to Dish Network.

Though the cost of the rental has not been disclosed, island rentals comparable to the farm rent for between $35,000 to $50,000 per week, according to sources who know how the idle rich operate.

The farm was purchased for $20.35 million by owners William and Mollie Van Devender (prominent Republican supporters) in 2005. At the time it reportedly was the second highest price paid for a single residential property in the history of Mecca's Vineyard. This could be the first & only time during the Obama Reign that Republicans will see any money come their way. The farm's previous owners, wealthy real estate developer Tony Fisher and his wife Anne, hosted a lavish dinner party there for Bill and Hillary Clinton in 1998. The Fishers died in a plane crash in 2003, part of a laundry list of people connected to the Clinton’s to die (Go look up “Clinton Body Count” on Google).

Oh, boy! Know where I spent my time off last month? My house. Why? Because in this crapfest of an economy, I couldn’t afford the luxury of going somewhere exotic & cool. And I’m certainly not alone. Most of America, if they get to take any time off at all, is doing the Staycation thing. A lucky few thousand, however, get to take an extended trip to exotic places like Afghanistan or Iraq, while our Dear Leader is shuffling off to a house so exclusive that people like us wouldn’t even be allowed to cut the grass there.


You’d think that with so many millions of people unemployed, and millions more living hand to mouth, paycheck to paycheck, that he’d have taken a lower-profile break at Camp David. (You know, that place specifically set aside as the presidential recreational facility?) We’re paying for a vacation spot that he ain’t using; I hope to hell I ain’t paying for this farm, too. I’m already paying for all the staff and entourages and security people.

I’m sure they’ll feel obligated to throw at least one shindig at the farm. Maybe they’ll invite Gates & Crowley, America’s newest bosom buddy Odd Couple, over for beers too, since they’re both just a couple hours away. In addition to a choice of frosty beers, I’m sure Michelle will have the galley scullions whip up some Wagyu beef burgers. And after dinner everyone can play pin the tail on Joe Biden.