Insane Blue at the Green Man Inn

Cut the lights and pray that you're dead
Opium dreams through the seven dials
Feel the pillow over your head

Do we believe Howard Stern is still in therapy since his court-ordered visits have ceased since his youngest lab creation has reached its 18th birthday? 

Early Howard with the longer wig on a fun playdate.

Well, I might say yes, I believe Howard in this case, but why, you ask? Because Howard is a desperate crying man in the fetal position on the floor of his psychiatrist's office due to his lack of being a success in life. Howard is insanely jealous of every celebrity around him, everyone has surpassed him while he remains a dinosaur on pay radio, sans ratings, only subscribers. So it doesn't matter if Stern quits or not, he is a drop in the pond [I know, he's pond scum, obvious joke]. 


Howard can never match the fame of Don Imus, who is simultaneously on radio and cable television, who consistently gets real guests, not guests who are in New York for the week making the rounds to a bunch of satellite stations hawking their latest merchandise, it hardly matters who is conducting the interview, Howard means nothing, it could be the disembodied voice of Cabbage Head Robin, it doesn't matter, it could be Beth's dead Yoda cat toy she hands out [Fauxda] when she dumps those used up photo op cats onto real foster homes, it only matters that the celebrity can plug their stuff. Howard just sits there and reads their bio from Wikipedia, talks up his stupid wife Beth and announces that he has been stuck with his frozen egg model for 15 years and the interview is done.

Howard needs to punch up his radio show with a segment like Don Imus has called "Blonde on Blonde", but oh right, Howard has no deal right now to air his radio show on television, too bad. Of course, Beth has a face and voice for a paper bag not radio or TV. In comparison,  Don Imus has a beautiful and pleasant wife Deirdre, who leads the segment on his radio and cable TV show [Deirdre Imus is in the middle in the photo].

Don Imus was the first shock jock on the radio having
naked girls in the studio. Howard is a shock copycat.



Howard looked like Howard Sprague until he grew out his
wig and decided to be a rock and roll super nerd DJ
[Dee Snider claims to have told Howard he needed to change
to a rocker image].

Howard even scripted Robin to have cancer to copy Don Imus. 
Howard tried to grab headlines for his show when Robin
paraded around as a fat cancer survivor. Prior to all this staging, 
Robin had a meltdown on the air, then a nervous breakdown due
to SiriusXM pay cuts. 

This photo of Beth was shown
on Howard TV from Howard's
office at his Sirius studio.

Oh, but let's bring up what really sends Howard crawling back into a corner of his office in a huddled mess crying with Beth's stupid black & white photo staring down at him from his desk, it's Talkers Magazine.   [www.talkers.com/heavy-hundred/]

For 2014, who is number one? Rush Limbaugh, with Mike Savage coming in #4, and Howard makes a showing at #7, yes, I agree, quite dismal for a guy who has been blowing his own horn for 30 years and managing only now to pay Simon Cowell for a spot on free TV as a stupid judge of a scripted show, I mean, does Howard not know that show is scripted? What does he think he is staring down at when they start taping the show? All outcomes are pre-arranged, unless a contestant falls into a pit or commits vocal cord suicide, I mean, who is Howard kidding with all this shit?

Howard is desperate to be relevant, desperate to get his face on TV since he is aware that satellite radio is for retirees, it's mothball radio, and has special limited-run channels for old celebrities plugging a concert tour or CD. Pretty funny Howard proclaims to be friends with Babs yet she snubs him at Sirius.

Howard is also dealing with the fact he has an ugly wife that not one person cared he married. She never was famous, even after he pushed her onto the public with magazines that are long gone, bankrupt, over, and cease to be published in the U.S., such as, FHM and Razor. Beth always looks bizarre with that torn earlobe and has to use the middle hole in her head to wear earrings. But, Howard made Beth over to look like Gwen Stefani with that overly bleached hair with the overly red lips, total 1950's look since he was in love with his mother and her "My Little Margie" era.





Howard could never match the professional girlfriends of George Clooney, oh yes, Clooney invited Stern to his mansion on Lake Como in Italy, but guess what guys, you pay for that. He tried to broker the wedding deal with Holmes & Cruise but they chose some other weird scientology castle in Italy...and we know they are now divorced anyway, so I won't get off on that track.

Anymore Stern failures to document? I think you know why Howard lives alone in Manhattan and only shuttles himself back and forth in the Hamptons when he needs to put in an appearance at the castle of the crazy catholic commie Bethie, who needs a padded room more than anything else right now.

Oh, but doesn't Howard bring up that Beth and he share a penthouse apartment in New York? I mean, how funny is that? We know Beth has her own apartment directly beneath Howard, but he will switch that around and say Beth is in the upstairs unit...most likely they are adjacent townhouse apartments since it was public record he bought up the apartments around him and beneath his original apartment.