🚨 **HOLLYWOOD CANCELED ROSEANNE. APPARENTLY, THEY FORGOT TO TELL ROSEANNE SHE WAS SUPPOSED TO STAY CANCELED!** 😂🍿🇺🇸
Eight years after ABC kicked Roseanne Barr to the curb, the legendary comedian is BACK!
And here's the part that makes it even sweeter.
**She didn't need Hollywood's permission, approval, or a single major studio to make it happen!**
@therealroseanne has filmed eight episodes of a brand-new comedy called *Meemaw: A Modern-Day Fable*, playing a patriotic, survivalist-prepper grandmother in Texas.
And she's bringing some familiar faces along for the ride, including Randy Quaid and Drea de Matteo!
The series was independently financed, and Roseanne says she's taking shots at BOTH political parties.
Her words? **"I'm an equal opportunity destroyer."** 😂
Now THAT'S the Roseanne I remember!
Hollywood spent years preaching about diversity, tolerance, and inclusion while treating people with different political opinions like they had the plague.
Meanwhile, Roseanne went out and made her own show.
No begging for a seat at Hollywood's table. She built her own.
The series is still awaiting a distributor and premiere date, but one thing is certain:
**You can cancel someone's television show. You can't cancel their talent, their determination, or their right to make people laugh.**
Welcome back, Roseanne! ❤️🇺🇸
Did y'all used to have a dental hygiene person come to your school like once a year when you were little kids and hand out these chewable tablets that turned your mouth all pink, or am I imagining this?
I need to make a very PUBLIC announcement on behalf of younger GenXers and older Millennials.
If you see someone in their 40s or 50s who seems a little boring now, I need you to understand something...
We already got it in.
Like...GOT. IT. IN.
We are not sitting home on a Friday night because we never knew how to have fun.
We are sitting home on a Friday night because we have seen enough.
We went to parties in houses that should have been condemned and were almost certainly owned by the local drug dealer.
We saw police lights and RAN and not across a nice, flat field.
INTO THE WOODS.
Do you understand the athleticism required to hurdle uprooted tree roots in platform shoes while simultaneously trying to keep your low-rise jeans from sliding completely off your ass?
And somehow...we never spilled the Zima. We never spilled the Boone’s Farm.
That was TALENT.
We slept on floors in strange houses because the designated driver either never showed up or, in a shocking turn of events, was drunker than everybody else.
There was no Uber, Life360 or Find My Friends.
There was just somebody named Mike saying, “I know a shortcut.”
And we FOLLOWED MIKE.
We closed down bars and then decided the night was still young, so we drove to Atlantic City, where we somehow managed to get drunk, sober up, get drunk again, sober up again and then get drunk a THIRD TIME before breakfast.
And according to our parents? We were at Michelle’s house.
Eating pizza and watching movies.
Michelle’s mother unknowingly covered for approximately 17 people every weekend. If there even was a Michelle.
We drank things called Purple Passion, Mad Dog 20/20 and whatever somebody mixed inside a giant plastic garbage can. Nobody asked what was in it. You grabbed a red Solo cup and trusted the process.
We went to clubs until the lights came on. Do you know the psychological damage of seeing a nightclub with the LIGHTS ON? Nothing good happens after those lights come on.
We danced for four straight hours in shoes that permanently altered the structure of our feet.
We made entire plans without cell phones...no texts, dropped pins or group chats...just an extremely questionable sense of direction.
We rode in cars with 11 people when the vehicle legally seated five. Someone was always sitting on someone. Someone was always in the hatchback.
And there was always one friend yelling, “DUCK!” when we passed a cop.
So yes...now we like being home.
We like sweatpants.
We like cancelling plans.
We like saying, “That sounds fun!” with absolutely no intention of attending.
We like restaurants at 5:30 because we can get a good table.
We like being home by 8:17.
And if someone texts at 9:30 PM and says, “What are you doing?”
Sleeping...we are sleeping.
Because this is not boring my friends...this is retirement.
We already played, partied and danced on the bar.
We already ran from the cops through a wooded area dressed like a Spice Girl.
We have stories that cannot be posted because there are still people with careers, marriages and reputations to protect. And thank GOD there were no camera phones.
So kids, when you look at your Gen X and older Millennial parents sitting peacefully on the couch watching Dateline at 8 PM and think:
“God, you guys are boring.”
Sweetheart...oh sweetheart.
You are looking at retired legends.
Put some respect on our names. We're probably the reason Life360 was invented.
xoxoxo (posted from someone else on FakeBook) 🤣 #genx #oldandtired
We’ve never seen anything like this before. A man was conscripted into jury duty by the government. He performed his civic duty and followed his conscience, refusing to acquit a woman who confessed to systematically executing her three children. The defense attorney immediately launched a public smear campaign against the juror. Soon several other jurors joined the campaign. Then the media. Even the defense attorney’s wife has joined. Now they’re doxxing the man, digging into his past, contacting his family, showing up at his house. All of this both to punish him for refusing to go with their program, and to pollute any future jury pool by making it clear that anyone who votes to convict Clancy will have their life destroyed. It’s truly one of the most outrageously evil things we’ve ever seen from the Left, and that’s saying something. A direct assault on the integrity of our justice system. They are burning down every boundary and standard in their path. And doing it all for the sake of a child murdering psychopath. Unfathomable.
A man objected to allowing a woman to kill her three young kids and get away with it, so NBC is trying to smear that juror, whose identity should be protected. Another low for legacy media.
If the juror is being harassed, Florida will provide asylum — I’m sure he’d be welcomed and appreciated.
THIS DOESN’T ADD UP!
Lindsay Clancy’s case ended in a mistrial, and a GoFundMe benefiting her family has reportedly raised more than $1 million, with the goal climbing toward $3 million.
GoFundMe says fundraisers tied to the legal defense of violent crimes are prohibited. So people are asking a pretty simple question: how is this one still standing?
Maybe there’s a technical distinction in how the money is being described. Fine. Then explain it clearly.
Because when the rules look strict on paper but flexible in practice, people stop trusting the rules.
Either standards mean something, or they don’t.
If Patrick Clancy killed those children, you’d have to believe one of Massachusetts’ most decorated criminal defence attorneys somehow missed the defence of a lifetime.
Kevin Reddington has spent 50+ years defending serious criminal cases, including scores of murders.
He won Therese Rogers an acquittal using battered-woman syndrome/temporary insanity. He got Dr Ann Marie Gryboski through a murder investigation without an indictment. He got Dr Ingolf Tuerk acquitted of murder, the jury voting the lesser charge of voluntary manslaughter.
He’s a Fellow of the American College of Trial Lawyers, an invitation-only honour reserved for an elite sliver of trial lawyers, was named Boston Magazine’s Best Criminal Defense Attorney in Massachusetts, and holds an AV Preeminent peer rating.
This man knows how to find reasonable doubt.
If there were ONE IOTA of credible evidence, forensic anomaly, witness testimony or viable INKLING that Patrick killed those children, Big Redd would have ridden a third-party-culprit defence into court like a fucking WARHORSE.
His duty is zealous advocacy for Lindsay, not protecting Patrick.
Yet he didn’t blame Patrick.
He argued Lindsay committed the acts but lacked criminal responsibility.
The idea that X detectives uncovered an alternative killer that Kevin fucking Reddington somehow overlooked is peak delusion.
STOP IT 🛑 You all look foolish.
And there it is.
The Lindsay Clancy trial ends in a mistrial, and before the fcking courtroom is even cold, we get Corie Walsh.
Prosecutors say Walsh had become obsessed with the Clancy trial. Hours after discussing it with friends, she’s accused of killing her 2 year-old son.
And what are we already hearing from her attorney?
Psychotic episode.
Of course.
This is exactly what we should all be afraid of.
We are dangerously close to creating a culture where murdering your own child becomes secondary to finding the diagnosis that explains why you did it.
Mental illness is real. Psychosis is real.
SO IS A DEAD FCKING CHILD.
If we lose the ability to acknowledge both of those things at the same time, we’ve completely lost the plot.
Lindsay Clancy didn’t cause what happened in Illinois.
But that trial sure as hell showed the world the door.
Now we’re watching someone else walk through it.
🚨 BREAKING: There is seemingly ONE SINGLE JUROR that is flat out REFUSING to follow instructions from the judge
The judge spoke with EACH juror individually, and sent them BACK to deliberate
DO NOT allow Clancy to walk!