Sinead O’Connor Kills Herself on Facebook

By Lex November 30, 2015 @ 9:01 AM


After first asking her Facebook followers for a job and a place to live, Sinead O’Connor announced she was taking her own life by way of overdose at an undisclosed hotel room somewhere in Ireland. You can book the room next summer if you’re a big fan. Given her history of public suicide notices and the ongoing nature of her diatribes, the latest series of Facebook miserable seemed like more of a cry for attention than a goodbye note:

If I wasn’t posting this, my kids and family wouldn’t even find out. Was dead for another fortnight since none of them bother their hole with me for a minute. I could have been dead here for weeks already and they’d never have known. Because apparently I’m scum and deserve to be abandoned and treated like shit just when I’ve had my womb and ovaries chopped out and my child is frighteningly sick.

O’Connor is in some kind of legal battle with everybody she knows, including multiple ex-husbands over multiple children, at least one of whom has a case of child abuse under investigation against O’Connor. Sinead’s loosely intelligible garble suggests a combination of crazy and self-medication in the manner of Amanda Bynes days before Poodle Fire 2014. I’d like to review the medical order on that hysterectomy.

O’Connor’s early career antics and shocking social messages mocking the Pope and government leaders gave her a brief but ardent following. It turns out she was probably just blossoming into nuts and everybody took it for substance. Once you get money and fame it’s possible you’re just homeless looney with a really nice home. I’d hate to think she’s really going to kill herself though I must admit if you’d told me she died eight years ago I would’ve believed you. Keep me posted, Irish Facebook. More potato famine updates.

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Kim Kardashian Smothered Music To Death In Its Crib

By Lex July 15, 2015 @ 10:06 AM

Sinead O’Connor has declared Kim Kardashian’s tits on the cover of Rolling Stone magazines as an official end to music as we know it. in the very least, O’Connor seems to have missed Rolling Stone covers of the Boston Marathon bomber looking like a sexy James Dean and fake campus rape articles. Though it’s hard to disagree with the general premise that Kim Kardashian on anything but your dick wrapped in three condoms and a polyurethane dental dam is a bad thing. O’Connor ranted on her Facebook page followed only by people who don’t like themselves very much:

What is this cunt doing on the cover of Rolling Stone? Music has officially died. Who knew it would be Rolling Stone that murdered it? Simon Cowell and Louis Walsh can no longer be expected to take all the blame. Bob Dylan must be fucking horrified. #BoycottRollingStone #AGenerationIsBeingGroomedAndSilenced.

Bob Dylan is stoned out of his gourd humping a young model wondering why you brought his name into this. Music is a business. Rolling Stone isn’t doing so well in the business. If your bald ass moved copies like Kim Kardashian, you’d be on the cover. The notion that twenty years ago there was integrity in music when people were still buying your music is convenient revisionist history. You were big when the teen girls loved you. Now they love Miley Cyrus and Kim Kardashian’s well-heeled tits. Boo fucking hoo. Would another Mumford and Sons cover make you shut your yap? Don’t go away angry, just go the fuck away. Now then, Kim, where were we. Yes, the lathering of the iodine on the genitals. My favorite part.

Sinead O’Conner Still Knows How To Party

By Travis February 27, 2014 @ 10:00 AM

Last time we checked in with Sinead O’Connor, she was professing her love of anal sex on the internet before marrying a random stranger for a week, and then she was offering Miley Cyrus advice on how not to be prostituted by the music industry. She also looked like she was tipping the scales toward two large sacks of potatoes, and she seems to at least have taken control of that aspect of her life according to her appearance at last night’s premiere of the film Stalker in Dublin. Sinead has also reportedly teamed up with her ex-husband and record producer again for her latest album, in case you were wavering on having an operation to make yourself permanently deaf.

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Sinead O’Connor Tells Miley Cyrus to Stop Being Such a Ho Bag

By Lex October 04, 2013 @ 3:49 PM

Sinead O'Connor Performs Live At The 2013 Bestival
People who write ‘Open Letters’ are almost entirely humorless dicks. What is an Open Letter but a self-serving excuse to grandstand your inflated sense of moral superiority. Case in point, Sinead O’Connor’s open letter to Miley Cyrus telling her to be less of a total skank in her music career:

“Nothing but harm will come in the long run, from allowing yourself to be exploited, and it is absolutely NOT in ANY way an empowerment of yourself or any other young women, for you to send across the message that you are to be valued (even by you) more for your sexual appeal than your obvious talent.”

I felt like the baldy unisex singer had something of a point there, until she mentioned Miley Cyrus’ obvious talents. Now I think this might just be an elaborate prank.

“The music business doesn’t give a shit about you, or any of us. They will prostitute you for all you are worth, and cleverly make you think it’s what YOU wanted… None of the men oggling you give a shit about you either, do not be fooled.”

Because, Miley, you and your parents from this place called Tennessee can’t possibly be smart enough to see through the music industry bullshit, even though you’ve already been a top star in the business for five times longer than I ever was. Jesus, Sinead (no offense), just because you’re old and Irish and bitchy doesn’t give you instant wisdom points. Miley and her management team know exactly what they’re doing. And, yeah, maybe someday Miley will regret all this untoward behavior on camera, but unlike the rest of us who look back on our slutty stupid years with some regret, she’ll have $200 million in the bank.

But, thanks for the open letter, you praying mantis looking fugly has-been.

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