She was a sensible Missouri girl until the Hollywood Lefties got to her.
Sheryl Crow calls for rationing toilet paper.
No, not just "rationing."
TOTALLY IMPOSSIBLE RATIONING!
Crow has suggested using "only one square per restroom visit, except, of course, on those pesky occasions where two to three could be required".
And what is Sheryl Crow doing while she expects you to wipe with one square of toilet paper?
Riding around in her air-conditioned, fossil-fuel-burning tour bus.
I propose rationing tour buses to travelling one mile or less per day.
[H/T 2 memeorandum.]
UPDATE: Sheryl Crow now claims that the toilet paper suggestion, like the entirety of the Left's intellectual ability, is a joke. If this is true, it says much about the environmental movement that their positions are so absurd they are indistinguishable from parody. But I doubt that it was a joke. Because aren't jokes supposed to be, well, funny? And why the serious link to StopGlobalWarming?
More likely she was earnest in her ridiculous suggestions, then started receiving flack for it, and thought she better cover her ass with "I was only kidding!"
Does it rise to the level of the Fat Chick from the Dixie Chicks? No.
But it does serve as a reminder that we don't want our politicians to sing, and we don't want our singers to politic.
Just FYI: This week is the 32nd anniversary of the publication of "The Cooling World," which predicted global cooling, in Newsweek.
Labels: Environmental Illness, Hollywood nutjobs, Sheryl Crow
posted by The Last American at 9:09:00 AM
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John, I'm developing a theoretical story, with funny voices and facial expressions, on why she and Lance Armstrong broke up...involving her new hatred of T.P. and a certain number between LXVIII and LXX...ewwwwwww!
If she tries to make me give up the copious amounts of airse-wipe I have to use to get the job done, I'll poop in her hair like that bear did to the rabbit in that one story.
R
...and another thing, the "dining sleeve" of which she speaks, well, I knew of a bright young man from my second-grade class who used to blow his nose and wipe his greasy hands on the tail of his undershirt, so he was about thirty years ahead of his time.
R
In general, neither Libertarians nor The Arkanssouri Blog condone pooping in someone's hair.
Unless they sign a waiver outlining their consent first.
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