The “Rockstar Leniency Rule” Explained
Some remain confused about what exactly is meant by the “Rockstar Leniency Rule.”
To wit (to Chiam Witz), here it is explained again:
In certain specific cases, those in which dressing up in douchesque ways are part of a theatrical or musical spectacle, there is some leeway granted before we tag “douche.”
This covers the carnivalesque superhero (like the WWE), the stage show singer/performer (Kiss, Van Halen) and the from-the-streets success story (Lil’ Wayne, 2Pac, Jewel Kilcher).
If musical success has been achieved, douchosity can be seen as a necessary costume or affect — like whooping cough. It is not necessarily forgivable, it is simply factored in as potentially a part of the performative spectacle.
The second part of the R.L.R. involves factoring in humor or self-deprecation. Justin Timberlake, long seen as a major carrier of the Grieco Virus, has mostly redeemed himself by participating in self mocking and taking the piss out of his “pretty boy” construct. I’m not ready to grant Timberlake a full nottadouche just yet, but he’s on the road of recovery.
Again, this is a case by case basis.
Kid Rock remains an ubersquat both on and off stage, no RLR granted. John Mayer attempts humorous self deprecation to appeal for an RLR, but in his case, Mayer simply reveals the gargantuan ego of the true douche rotting and festering in his soul.
The RLR is never automatic. It merely allows us leeway to account for the performative by the entertainer that we wouldn’t grant to, say, one of the Joey Porsche Long Island poseur crew.
Flash Gorton
Looks like you caught a fishstick with guyliner, Sally.
Toss it back before it starts singing falsetto karaoke.
Starhead
That reminds me.
Did I leave my greased up starhead kissing an Asian hott at home again?
I hate when I forget to kick it in the nads.
Fool Colt's Pendulum
Okay, for those whining that Mensa Candidates didn’t have enough hottness in it, I’m pulling the post.
But this is your punishment for annoying the DB1 with whining.
Smell it… smell it… now take it.
This mess is a toxic swirl of HCwDB iconography. Donkey Douche. Chandlerbag. An indeterminate bikini hott. Ubiquitous Red Cup. All these signifiers swirling in one image, recoded and remixed into one giant flashing neon poop.
I declare this pic art.
And by art, I mean AIYEEEEEE!!!! MEIN EYES!!!
Fool Colt’s Pendulum
Okay, for those whining that Mensa Candidates didn’t have enough hottness in it, I’m pulling the post.
But this is your punishment for annoying the DB1 with whining.
Smell it… smell it… now take it.
This mess is a toxic swirl of HCwDB iconography. Donkey Douche. Chandlerbag. An indeterminate bikini hott. Ubiquitous Red Cup. All these signifiers swirling in one image, recoded and remixed into one giant flashing neon poop.
I declare this pic art.
And by art, I mean AIYEEEEEE!!!! MEIN EYES!!!
Becca's Vegas Tag
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This pic was taken at the rooftop at moon at the Palms in Vegas. I don’t remember the particulars, but I do seem to remember them telling us they were male models. hahaha.
I live in LA, so nothing really surprises me anymore.
Thanks for the blog. I dig it!
– ‘Becca
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Nice tag ‘Becca, and while I’m not sure whether you’re the brunette getting crunched between Fauxhawk Rocker or the blonde curling up with Roidy McDNeck, I give you props for surviving the exposure to Vegas Scrotery.
I don’t think they lied to you, though. They clearly are male models. They just model diaper poopy.
Becca’s Vegas Tag
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hcwdb-
This pic was taken at the rooftop at moon at the Palms in Vegas. I don’t remember the particulars, but I do seem to remember them telling us they were male models. hahaha.
I live in LA, so nothing really surprises me anymore.
Thanks for the blog. I dig it!
– ‘Becca
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Nice tag ‘Becca, and while I’m not sure whether you’re the brunette getting crunched between Fauxhawk Rocker or the blonde curling up with Roidy McDNeck, I give you props for surviving the exposure to Vegas Scrotery.
I don’t think they lied to you, though. They clearly are male models. They just model diaper poopy.
The Eurobag
So I’m buying my bagel and YooHoo this morning at the local Korean deli, when this old lady taps me on the shoulder.
Old lady: “Excuse me, sonny. Can you tell me how one can look like a douche while groping a hott in Europe?”
Excuse me? I responded.
Old lady: “The Eurodouche! How does it work? I’m talking without the Ed Hardy, bling, kissy lips and orange tan. How can we identify a Eurodouche mugging a Eurohott?”
Two words, I responded. Bedazzled jeans.
And then I handed her this pic.
She thanked me and bought a dozen lottery tickets.
The moral of this story is never look an alpaca in the teats.
Yup, your humble narrator is making no sense again. I blame the Yoohoo’s sugary chocolate goodness.
Tarzana: King of the Bunghole
Tarzana’s found a tasty Jane to swing from his tree.
To root with his cheetah.
To loin cloth his noble savage.
To, uhm, have sex with.
Because I’m fresh out of euphemisms. And need a coffee.
HCwDB of the Week: Scrote Baio and Ophelia
A most impressive and hard fought weekly came down to Scrote Baio’s Doctor Who-ish absurdies and the gangsta puditude of Vanilla Putz, with Baio in charge. The voters speak:
Bilbo Douchebaggins: Scrote Baio FTW. He’s got all the signs of being a Douche. Hat. Mandana. Stupid Tats. A clear URC. Gang Signs While Holding the Cup. and is that a ring in his nose or just a bad shadow? Either way, he sucks therefore he wins. PS. There’s even a little “Joanie Loves Scrotie” going on here.
The Double Douche: Scrote Baio, FTW. Your very presence in Ophelia’s breathing space has lowered her intelligence to sub-human levels. The question mark on your “Outer hat” fathoms the question, “How many fingers am I holding up?” while the mandana keeps such deep thoughts from actually getting through to your skull. Your only desirable trait is Ophelia and fear she will soon start bleeding from the ears.
Whoop-di-douche: Scrote Baio for being the 64,000 Dollar Question: how many head lice can live under a fez?
Vin Douchal: Scrote Baio delivers. Bad tatts and questionable “Question Wear” combined with a cutie that if fouled by this guy may as well move to a disease ridden, famine region in Africa to find a doctor with a cure.
Mr. Scrotato Head: Got a Tweet from the spunk dangling from Scrote Baio’s nose. Says he’s voting for the Baiobag. Who am I to doubt the wisdom of Douche Drippings? Scrote Baio and his sentient splooge FTW.
WillieWonkadouche: I’m just thankful that’s Jesus’ eyes are covered by Scrote Baio’s club wristband so that he doesn’t have to witness to the ridiculous Riddler hat. Baio FTW.
2Douchetacular: Scrote Baio!!! Because nothing says I’m unique, like a bull nosed flower tatted ear pulley joker douche like you my snowy barkley……
Mr. Biggs: Scrote Baio all the way. His doe in the headlights look belies a douchery so advanced, he must think his get up is perfectly normal casual attire. For that we must honor him for his extra-mile effort. And fish-slap him with just enough force to transfer a bit of the slap to Ophelia there. Because we must warn her, but not get her to a nunnery.
Double Bock: Scrote Baio FTW because thinking of him with Ophelia makes me want to punch kittens. Besides, anyone that takes fashion advice from Matthew Lesko deserves a weekly.
Pope Belligerent I: While the appeal of the Gangsta Butler is undeniably powerful, I will always throw my vote behind a douche wearing a hat over a bandanna. And if that hat has Riddler-style question marks all over it, as if to ask the world “how much head protection does one douche need?”, then in my mind this isn’t even a contest. Plus, Ophelia is as delicious as Scrote Baio is groin-meltingly awful.
Excellent esoterica in the comments threads this week, props to all for bringing appropriately strange references to this pic. It deserved it. But a very close second place, Vanilla Putz brought the suburban wigga voters out in force:
Dr. Bunsen Honeydouche: Vanilla FTW! I’ve never wanted to beat a guy to death with his own butler and then beat the butler to death but now I can! Scote Baio is harmless and has no butler. Poor HPC looks like a stiff breeze would knock him over but he does have the Amazonian hott but no butler.
Wherami: Vanilla Putz: Not just another white boy that is going to peek at 18 and be serving you at the nearest Waffle House and telling you how once he was on this website and he WAS somebody…
Troy Tempest: My cat squeezes out stanky turds with more brains than this putz. Vanilla Putz FTW.
MISS KITTY: My vote is Vanilla Putz, simply because in his pubescent stupidity, he takes his shirt off to show a really pathetic set of abs. Then, the butler photo just kicks it in the clutch, further exemplifying his sad sad physique. His butler looks better than him. No, they both suck. And the place is just filthy, they obviously take turns beating the dog and pissing all over the floor.
Douchemockracy: Vanilla Putz FTW (but all props to Crucial for the Scrote Baio tag). VP has many many years in which to perfect the fine art of douchiness (just look at him now – he’s already off to a flying start). I shudder to think what this uberchoad will look like once his balls have dropped in 5 years time. And I like his hott. A lott.
Well said, panel. But lets not forget Homeless Phil Collins, who found his Genesis with some voters. Yeah, I just made a Genesis joke:
CeeGee: The Homeless Phil Collins’ disturbing smirk and ab reveal provoked much more rage from me than the harmless Vanilla Putz and Scrote Baio. I mean, look at Baio. He almost smiles there. So yeah. Homeless Phil Collins FTW this week.
Sergeant Scrote Stain: I’m punching my ticket for the dishonorable Phil Collins for two semi-coherent reasons. A) Ab reveal, possibly the most unifying douche move in existence. B) His hott is 11 feet tall. I have long dreamed of an erotic encounter with an Amazon Princess, and this bucket of duck butter has forever tainted that epic vision. What a selfish putz. Phil Collins FTW. And by, “FTW,” I mean, “please die immediately.”
Mmm… Amazonian princesses. We should not forget how potently toxic the ab reveal remains. But this is Scrote Baio and Ophelia’s turn to Zapp into the monthly. Lets let MoeDouche take us home:
Scrote Baio FTW!
Old geezer Collins just looks like a out of work porn star with his coked-up agent. Vanilla Putz is just a little punk crashing for the day.
Scrote Baio has the wholesome hottie and that idiot “?” hat and mandana ensemble. Yeah, DB that’s the question: “Why is that sweet hottie standing next to poop?” He tops it all off with primitive amazonian earrings and a c*k ring attached to his nose. Let’s not forget the one-arm tats. This scrote is one of a kind!
I couldn’t agree more, M.D., and props to everyone for bringing serious A-Game pop culture references and critiques. That’s what I’m talkin’ about. See Baio and O in the monthly, where they will get destroyed by Smoot.
