When you’re someone like Bill Maher, and you’re paid to make jokes on television, we assume it’s pretty hard to believe that people are going to take things you say, for instance, on Jay Leno’s couch, seriously. But when you’re someone like Donald Trump, who probably has millions of employees ready to act on his very whim, you can take everything seriously — particularly if it earns you a bit of publicity. Which, apparently, Donald Trump still craves. That’s our assessment of this crazypants lawsuit with which Trump has just slapped the Real Time host. It all began with this joking exchange Maher made on the Tonight Show a month ago:
Playing off of Trump’s unfounded Obama birther accusations and last fall’s irritating request for the president to make his college transcripts public in exchange for a $5 million donation from Trump to a charity of Obama’s choice, Maher offered $5 million to a charity of Trump’s choice if he could prove his father is not an orangutan. (This inspired by the unnatural color of the real estate mogul’s hair.) The next day, Trump actually had one of his flunkies send Maher a copy of his birth certificate (also obtained by Yahoo), naming Fred Trump as his father. Read more…
Real Time host Bill Maher has been talking trash on talk shows since 1982. Starchild Paul Stanley has been singing trash with Kiss since 1972. Both unrepentant philanderers were born on January 20th. Click on the photo to find out who’s older.
When did The View become Meet The Press? First the ladies ripped John McCain a new cornhole, now they’re having heated discussions about religion with Bill Maher. Maher clearly wasn’t going to tone down his stance for Elisabeth Hasselbeck and Sherri Shepherd, who became offended when Maher asked them earnestly if they believed Barack Obama might be the antichrist (as a recent e-mail chain has suggested). “A lot of people do—if you’re irrational, who knows?” he said. Maher also suggests that intelligent people who profess faith have “walled off a part of their mind.”
The hosts are on edge throughout the clip above, but the interview goes totally haywire when he starts to mock the specifics of the nativity story, with Shepherd practically holding Hasselbeck back. When he notes the similarity between the story of Jesus and those of other ancient gods (9 minutes in), Shepherd angrily asks if he’s “ever just talked to God.” Following the applause (which surprises Maher), he asks if he answers you. Shepherd says “he answered me,” to which he responds “then we should call Bellevue – that’s just a voice in your head.”
Whoopi then tells everyone to see his film Religulous, and quickly cuts to commercial. Can’t really blame her. Think he’ll get to come back?
TORONTO – Bill Maher has taken his crusade against religion to the big screen. “Religulous,” directed by fellow doubter Larry Charles (“Borat: Cultural Learnings of America for Make Benefit Glorious Nation of Kazakhstan”), is intended to inspire similar skepticism in others – and perhaps get nonbelievers to talk more openly about their lack of faith.
Karrine “Superhead” Steffans doesn’t just shake her booty in your favorite rap videos. She’s also slept with most of your favorite rap stars. The list includes Lil’ Wayne, Method Man and even a few ringers like Shaquille O’Neal and Bill Maher. And her acrobatic tongue eventually earned her the nickname “Superhead.”
Steffans blew the lid off her love life in the memoir Confessions of a Video Vixen, which landed on bestseller lists in 2005. The pneumatic 25-year-old told of breathless encounters with DMX, Diddy, Jay-Z, Xzibit, Dr. Dre, Ice T, Usher, Bobby Brown and Vin Diesel during her years in Hollywood. Breathless, that is, until the morning after, when Steffans would discover that she was left with more crabs than self-respect.
In the sequel, The Vixen Diaries, Steffans was at it again, alleging that ex Darius Morgan cheated on her with Tyson Beckford. In his own tell-all published in 2008, Bobby Brown downplayed Steffans’ contributions to literature. “I’ve spent several nights at her house,” he wrote. “But she was only good for what her nickname stood for.” — Charles Bottomley