Hey ladies who bash howard Stern...

[Room101]

He is virtually every man I know including myself. (Note: I don’t agree with everything anyone says) The only differnance is that he has the BALLS to say it out loud. Yes even your perfect Husband or boyfriend all talk like Howard in the locker room or at the bar when you’re not around. If he says he doesn’t he is LYING!

I’m a Peace activist and a Howard Stern listener. You see they are not mutually exclusive. Howard and the crew have provided countless laughs in a chaotic world filled with fake lame personalities.

Down with lame FM radio!

[Taverner]

1. Stern can be funny

I like his stuff...but then again I am a guy. I like the Three Stooges.

[Radio_Lady]

12. Stern lovers: Has he ever revealed his "Private Parts" on TV?

I guess his {{penis, testicles and scrotum}} could be edited out with blurry squares like the ((nipples, vulva and labia}} of the women he sullies with his grotesque comments.

I seem to remember from my younger days that he described himself as a "small" man, if you get my drift.

I'm happily married to a man who delights just me. This is my third husband and last act. (I've had more men than you can imagine.) This one has worked for us for 33 years. Monogamy is quite worth it. Pornography is a young person's game; long lasting affection until the end of your days is what you look for later. I'm almost 67 years old and still pumpin'. Watch Howard and see how he ends up.

What do they say about Texans? "All hat and no cattle"...

Let's invent something like this for dear Howard Stern, the poor New Yorker who keeps everyone around him -- at a high cost.

[LisaL]

2. All men are pigs. Is that what you are trying to say?

[LisaL]

3. On second thought-I shouldn't have insulted the pigs.

:evilgrin:

[FlaGranny]

6. Yes, and they all like

the Three Stooges. And they all scratch their butts in public, too.

[Lex]

4. Thus proving the premise of Maureen Dowd's book. nt

[LuCifer]

5. An OUTSTANDING article on Howard Stern well worth reading!!!

BRAVO TO WHOEVER WROTE THIS MASTERPIECE!!!!!!!!!!!!! I love this line especially: "the rotting corpse of radio"!!!!!!!! NO SHIT G!!!!!! Oh man that ALONE is worth reading this!!!!!! Imagine that?! Someone in the media WHO ACTUALLY GETS IT!!!!!!

DIE TERESTRIAL RADIO! DIE!
DIE CLEAR CHANNEL! DIE ALL YOU RIGHTWING NAZI WHORE RADIO SHIT SHOWS!!!
DIE ALL YOU SHIT RADIO STATIONS THAT PLAY THE FRUKING SAME 12 SONGS OVER AND OVER AND OVER AGAIN!!!!!!
For fucksakes: JUST DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Enjoy:

MINISTER OF CULTURE
Visionary Stern off to shock new world

Friday, December 16, 2005
Michael Heaton
Plain Dealer Columnist

Today is Howard Stern's last day on terrestrial radio and I have
nothing but praise and gratitude. Howard Stern is a brilliant
comedian, performance artist and the most innovative, groundbreaking mind in the history of modern broadcasting.

No one on radio in my lifetime has been more popular, more
misunderstood and more unfairly scapegoated than Howard Stern. He is the grown-up, real-life embodiment of Holden Caulfield, the
fictional protagonist of J.D. Salinger's evergreen coming-of-age
novel "The Catcher in the Rye."

The phony adult world -- aided by a complicit media -- sickened
Howard Stern to the bottom of his soul. On the air, he used his
microphone like a gun and his sense of humor like an endless belt of
bullets to decimate the pervasive world of glib happy-talk that
reigned on the airwaves across America.

Striking a blow for intelligent, adult listeners everywhere, Howard
Stern set about the work of exploding every sacred cow in sight. He
went after the mindlessly accepted conventions of modern society
with gleeful zeal. He refused to repeat the boring platitudes
employed by the lazy, self-satisfied broadcasters who came before
him. They were there merely to maintain the status quo for the sake
of their public popularity and oversized paychecks.

Howard Stern became a millionaire by refusing to be bought off. He
created the world of Howard Stern's Brain, a labyrinthine multiplex
of unfiltered, uncensored and unadulterated audio theater. He spoke
the Gospel of the First Thought. So we heard Howard on sex. In fact,
Howard on sex a lot. But there was also Howard on marriage, Howard
on race, on politics, the economy, the people in his office, what he
saw on TV last night or had for breakfast that morning. Plus the
personal stuff that polite people rarely share with anyone, much
less a nation of laughing listeners.

So we drove to work every morning with Howard by our side. We
laughed while Howard riffed on all aspects of American life that
bummed us out or made us crazy. He railed against every institution
that tied us up, held us down or made us feel powerless. Howard made
fun of idiot celebrities and pompous politicians. And yes, there was
sex. Always more sex.

Before Howard Stern, the famous thrived on personal exclusivity. You could never hang out with icons like the Rolling Stones, Jack
Nicholson or David Letterman. They lived in some other world.

But Howard Stern invited all his fans into his personal life to
celebrate his own naked dorkiness. We were invited to embrace his
lack of self-esteem, his larger-than-life fears and existential
dread. While you wanted to be like celebs because they were cool,
you liked Howard because he was so honestly uncool.

Then in 2004, the Janet Jackson Super Bowl halftime show sent the
spineless nitwits of the FCC looking for a fall guy. Howard Stern
was tailor-made to die for their sins. And to save their own necks
they drove him from the rotting corpse of radio. Good riddance to
radio. They killed one of the few golden geese left in an ever-
shrinking flock.

Come 2006, I see him up there on Sirius Satellite radio like some
superhero exploring new galaxies of entertainment. I see Howard
pioneering new forms of mirth and laughter. God speed Howard Stern. A grateful nation of your faithful salute you.

Keep telling the truth. Keep making us laugh. See you on the other
side.

To reach this Plain Dealer columnist:

[email protected], 216-999-4569

http://www.cleveland.com/entertainment/plaindealer/index.ssf?/base/entertainment/1134725689149830.xml&coll=2

[Lex]

7. Stern is the "real-life embodiment of Holden Caulfield?"

Wow.

:rofl:

[Radio_Lady]

11. See last night's thread. Stern better be GOOD at getting an audience

on SIRIUS, or he'll be so thrown-in-the-trash-heap of radio history. We even had a guy on Portland cable here during 1999 to 2001 who finally defecated himself into TV history. I think he died recently.

$100 million dollars? Hey, I'll repeat -- I hope he uses it with great care and for good purposes.

However, I won't be listening, despite the Plain Dealer's plaintive yet supportive article.

On edit: Sorry, I forgot. My husband has NEVER SEEN HOWARD STERN on TV or heard him on radio. I told him we'd get it ON DEMAND on TV, but not sure where. We have Comcast cable service.

http://www.democraticunderground.com/discuss/duboard.php?az=show_topic&forum=105&topic_id=4455422

[MrScorpio]

8. I like Howard

We see things a lot alike


And some women REALLY are that way

[hickman1937]

9. Huh. Do you really ask every woman you know to show you her breasts?

What an exiting life you must lead.:hi: :thumbsup: :yourock:

[LisaL]

10. If he did that, he would be locked up.

[ForrestGump]

13. I'm not lying when I say I don't talk like him when my

lady friend is not around. You can't paint all off us with the same broad brush.

I always thought he was a pig. I was surprised that I liked Private Parts, and that gave me a slightly different appreciation of him, but he's still not really my cup of tea -- his broadcast persona, anyway.

And it's not that I don't aprpeciate naked women or enjoy bawdy humor -- the latter's some of the best there is, and I wouldn't mind seeing more of the former. But I don't talk like him about women...then again, I don't exactly hang out with men that much, anyway, and when I do it's not the kind of man who's a Howard clone. There are lots of us out there -- hardly oversensitive New Age wimps who've been castrated by feminism, just not really seeing the need to make a big deal about seeing women as little more than true sex objects.