After it came out Jesse James cheated on Sandra Bullock and put on some Nazi clothes to make his buddies laugh, it’s become devastatingly clear this man has little to no good redeeming qualities. (Other than being able to change a tire on a dark road in the rain.) This morning, he tried to explain how he’s actually not a Nazi, even though he seems to have every item of clothing he’d need to be one.
“I don’t even remember taking that photo. I could tell by the look on my face it was a joke that was funny then, probably for a minute, but then looking at the context of now in my life, it’s not funny. There’s not a racist bone in my body.”
When was the last time “I don’t remember” was an acceptable answer for anything?Jesse’s “I don’t even remember taking that photo” is his way of watering down the situation and making it seem like not a big deal because if he doesn’t remember it, it must not have happened, right? But his efforts are futile, because the picture is on the internet and everyone and their doorman has seen it. So whether or not he remembers it doesn’t matter. Then, he makes everything worse by admitting he found the idea funny FOR ONE WHOLE MINUTE. This tells us he does have a racist bone in his body — it’s just a supremely tiny one, or one with a conscience that feels bad for being racist after it laughs at something racist.
When do we think he’s going to realize he can’t talk himself out of anything we’ve caught him doing?
Source: NYPost
