Soul Corrupted

Does Howard have a soul? Nobody cares, but the entire world knows Howard Stern's giant bank accounts are tied up in a hush fund so no family member will write a book about the little girl Howard who had to be forced out of the house dressed like a boy with a little suit and tie, instead of wearing mom's dress and jewelry. He's now surrounded by dozens and dozens of non-earners and had to fund his own rise to fame for 15 minutes with that movie "Private Parts" that was quickly dumped onto the video market.

Daddy Howard's drawing
posted on Mommy Beth's
Instagram of their cat. 

Howard & Beth are in desperate need of therapy. They constantly pretend to be raising real babies, with the tables that look like they are for diaper-changing, playing on the floor or on a bed with a baby blanket; Howard doing drawings to entertain the tiny tykes as they start to grow and explore the universe of the playroom. Howard trying to show off some bizarre tattoo in an attempt to prove it's "daddy" playing with a newborn is pathetic, sad, and creepy. 

Is this Howard or Helen?

Playing this daddy and mommy game is getting to be scary. Scarier than that spy ship that landed on Howard's head planted by the scientologists to see if any life still exists inside that hollow soul filled with engrams. Oh, but Howard is so butch with the tattoo when that photo below looks like it's been professionally done by a painter.

It looks like Howard's arm was painted into the photo, you know, like a watercolor done by Howard's pro artist teacher. That poor kitten is being harassed by two barren rich people pretending to play house, holding up the adoption of these kittens so Mrs. Stern can get attention and justify her 112 income while scraping dough off the top of her personal foundation for a dead dog, Bianca, and the charity that pays her a salary as their useless spokesperson.

Stern is struggling to allegedly pay hundreds of thousands of dollars for his over-the-hill pudgy wife to have his baby but it hasn't worked so far but is still afraid they will be exposed like how Sarah Jessica Parker was trailed by off-duty police to ferret out the real mother of her kids. 

As this blogger has already mentioned, the Stern show is now uploaded free on the Internet [I provided the web address], and on You Tube and some of the interviews are uploaded to Howard's website for free, trying to get someone to listen to his stale show. So pretty funny that during the Tom Arnold interview on Howard's satellite radio show, Howard glossed over Arnold talking about his wife having, what? ...oh, something like three years of fertility treatments and injections before producing a child for that coked-up sounding butt boy allegedly hooking up the Hollywood crowd with their vice of choice.

Cohen did dozens of
blaxploitation films and
newer films like
Phone  Booth, Cellular, and
Messages Deleted.

What happened to all those messages deleted? On Martin Luther King Jr Day we remember the alleged murderer of Ronni Chasen, a black man now dead by a supposed suicide. Ronni, whose brother [pictured left with one of Beth's reject lab babies] allegedly had a huge gambling debt only to surprisingly profit from his sister's sudden tragic death, wow, what timing. Oh yes, that story has been dead and buried for about four years now, and let's not revisit it; only that it appears, seems, and is alleged that an innocent black man was set up, big time, but it's Beverly Hills, so anything can be done that needs to be done at the right time for all the wrong reasons.




Happy Monday, Howard, as you sit in your new hideout waiting for a handout from your neighborhood welcome lady. Have fun, we know we are, as everything is now free for the asking and no one asked to listen to your satellite radio show for free. Why? It's four hours of commercials while waiting for some celeb whose career is tumbling downward and Howard jabbers at them until they run out of the studio. There is no content, nothing, same as what is evidently inside Helen's, I mean, Howard's soul, no content. Messages deleted...empty the trash...go home.