Greg Gutfeld: Patti LuPone’s outburst is further proof that we live in two worlds

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Let’s talk about a grumpy idiot who yells at people, and for once, I’m not talking about Joe Biden. I’m talking about Patti LuPone. She’s a Broadway star and loud and obnoxious.

She’s been around for a while. She was into cats when they were still kittens, but apparently she thinks her dick doesn’t stink. But her breath did.

The Broadway eccentric was caught on camera screaming like an old idiot at a spectator whose mask slipped under her nose on Monday night after a performance of her hit musical “Company”.

His diatribe was recorded by people in the audience.

Roll up, Doocy.

LUPONE PACT: Put your mask over your nose, that’s why you’re at the movies. That’s the rule. If you don’t want to follow the rule, get out!

Wow. And just like the North Koreans, after Kim Jong-un finished his speech, the audience applauded.

She continued.

LUPONE PACT: Who do you think you are? You don’t respect the people who are sitting around you.

Yes, there are people sitting around her, by the way. Remember that she is not wearing a mask while screaming, which is either hypocrisy or a good thing, depending on how you feel about her face.

Now the audience member yelled back, “I pay your salary.” So let’s play this back and forth.

LUPONE PACT: You pay my salary! Chris Walker pays my salary. Who do you think you are? Just put the mask over your nose.

Why would she bring Chris Harper into this? who the hell is he? Anyway, supposedly. She then left with a packet of white cheddar cookies, which is typically racist.


So where are you on this? Do you think she was right to humiliate a customer because her mask slipped? I mean, who the hell does she think she is? A Delta flight attendant? Never forget.

Or she was being an elitist snob who delights in flaunting the huge power gap between the unmasked and the masked. Well, when I can’t make up my mind, I watch “The View” and whatever comes out of their fanged mouths, I take the opposite stance. They live in a bizarre world where high is low, fire is wet and Joy Behar is considered a comedian.

WHOOPI GOLDBERG: Went to the theater. Place the mask over your nose. You don’t want to infect people on stage who aren’t wearing masks. You know there’s a way to do this. Just do it right. Why are you rocking Patti LuPone?

JOY BEHAR: That woman was stupid. I’d rather fight the Taliban than Patti LuPone.

SUNNY ACCOMMODATION: A lot of people say, “I want to go back to the way it was before and I want to go back to normal,” whatever it is for you. However, the simple request to put on a mask is too much for some.

Look at our beautiful audience. Everyone has a mask.

Please don’t show us your audience. They have the voice of an angel – a Hells Angel being dragged over an acre of broken glass with no pants on. Boy, if ever there was a show where talent’s faces were supposed to be covered. If using masks, they should be filled with oatmeal. I don’t even know what that means. A sexist would say. How dare you applaud that? How dare you clap your hands for this misogyny?

Shame on you all. I think we have now learned a great lesson.

Every fatuous celebrity agrees that the public is disgusting and should wear masks so talent doesn’t have to. It’s the elitist grip. Gain power and wealth to exempt yourself from the rules you demand from others.

If they did, you’d be stuck forever. You would be home from work forever. You would wear masks forever, you know, the way your role models in the Chinese government handle it.

It’s because? Because they think they’re better than you. They can go to charity galas. They might have servants behind the Hillarys of the world holding their train. And no, not the one Joe Biden still plays with under the Christmas tree. And no, not the one where Bill Clinton participates under the Christmas tree.

They can go to expensive restaurants without masks and be served by the masks. And now, last night, here is LuPone at the Tony Awards nominees event. I was not invited. Without mask. Clearly, she wants everyone to die.

What a clear status marker. You can see my mouth, but I can’t see yours. You servant. I master. The message, you are doing this to protect me from you and your modern leprosy. Now bring me a roll or I’ll have you fired from your peasant work.

Either way, the LuPone explosion is further proof that we live in two worlds, but it’s not a racial or gender divide. It’s been what it’s always been, the elites versus the rest of us dirty, dirty commoners. I think we now see which mask really fell off, theirs. That’s why I don’t go to musicals. If I want to pay for an angry lady to yell at me, I’m going to Judge Janine’s house.

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