Going to Italy , must have an appointment to see Pelosi’s plastic surgeon
did she get out of the limo or did they come up to the window and kiss her ring?
I hate liberals but I really hate limosine liberals.
Go find a movie named "Joe" from 1970. (She was actually pretty hot back then.)
Why? What the heck does SHE know about any of those things that THEY don't know a whole lot better??? As usual, the Cult of Celebrity -- however dull that celebrity is -- evades reason.
Oh, tell me she got pepper-sprayed and/or tazered!
She should have given up everything right there...but did she? Fight the Power Susan.
Did Susan open her purse and share the wealth with her hippy friends? I got a box of doughnuts bet that she gave her pack of poodles nothing more than a whiff of her Marxist perfume. Phew! Smells like Mao Long March feet.
"Have you gotten your marching orders from your cell leaders, Comrades? Can you recite verses from Chairman Mao's little red book? Do you have your ski masks or shemaghs at hand? Do you all have enough gasoline for your Molotov Cocktails?"
****The protesters peppered her with questions about climate change, consumerism and the economy.****
Them most important people will come to ask of me..
They will ask me to advise tnem,
Like Solomon the Wise man.
“If you please Miss Sarandon,”
“Pardon me, Miss Sarandon,”
Posing problems that would cross a Rabbi’s eyes.
And it won’t make one bit of difference,
If I answer right or wrong.
When you’re an actress they think you really know.
“We must march, my darlings!”
What’s Susan’s carbon footprint?
And probably secretly met with her brokers to check up on her investments.
Typical liberal limosine leninist hypocrite. Sarandon to the protesters: “Yeah proles, fight the power, eat the rich! Now if you’ll excuse me, I need to get this limo to the airport for my private flight to Italy. I’m having dinner on the Po in Venice this evening and I shant be late. I mean, if I didn’t have such a busy schedule flying all around the world and hob-nobbing with the celebrity elite, I’d be out there marching in the streets right along side you comrades. You understand don’t you, comrades? Fight the power! [raises her fist-in-the-air then pulls it back in, adjusts her pearl necklace, rolls up the tinted window and signals her chauffeur to drive off].