Iyanla, Un-f**k-Up My Life

This isn’t even funny. Iyanla Vanzant has on her season premiere a record industry dude named Jay Williams who has between 34 and 43 children, with 17 mothers.

Come on, man.

This guy claims he needs to do something for these kids. What can you do for these children? It’s almost an opening-day roster for an NFL team.

This is what happens when people only give a shit about themselves.  After you’ve had a couple of kids, five kids, 10 kids, tie that thing off. Get your nuts cut, watch the start of March Madness and stop procreating.

Iyana just asked him why he didn’t get a vasectomy. This dumbass says:

“No. I don’t want one. I don’t have a problem with what I’ve created”

Pathetic. The most pathetic thing I’ve seen in a long time. Forget the child support. He can’t be a father to those children. And those women; oh those women. I used to say where are these women when I was younger? I have to admit, they wouldn’t want me, and I wouldn’t have wanted them. The guy had to do some lying for sure. Who wants to have unprotected with a dude with more than 30 kids by 10+ women? He continued to go bareback because he didn’t give a shit about having more kids, or getting more women knocked up. I can hardly think of a thing more selfish.

Have you read our posts where we discuss losers? Losers aren’t just people who don’t have money. Losers are the selfish, the irresponsible, the pathetic. This guy is on the border of loser and the dreaded super-loser. I think that calls for additional categories. That actually calls for a glass of  Johnnie Walker Blue Label.
Jay’s father, Wes, is Harvard-educated. He was an absentee father himself. I’m sorry, he helped Jay down the road to being near super-loser. Jay doesn’t want to Hell yes, BSP is critical. Look, everyone has fucked-up moments in their lives. Let us not pretend we are that much different. My mother and father were in an abusive relationship. The thing they did for us is teach us the difference between right and wrong. Right and wrong is significant because it means we don’t knock up as many women as humanly possible. We don’t get fucked up off illegal (or legal) drugs. And the dude Jay blames his mother for it all. Daddy is Superman and Mom is horrible, someone to be yelled at. It’s not believable in my eyes. If you mess with your mother, you’re a worthless son of a bitch. Period. Sorry. Jay allegedly wants help, but he doesn’t want help without having to look in the mirror. F him. No wonder his kids don’t want anything to do with him.Good luck with that, buddy. And good luck with not having your kids hate you in your delusional world, loser.

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I love sports. I don't love the hype, homerism, ratings talk, self-important egomaniacs, bias or any of the other nonsense you get with the national media. Nor will you get the two clowns on sports talk radio who stage phony arguments. It doesn't make it entertaining. It makes it time to turn on your iPod and jam instead of listening to white noise generators. This is the sports blog for you, the ones who don't like everything Los Angeles or New York. Just because the sporting media is based there doesn't mean we have to like their teams. We do treat them fairly, though. That means if one of those cities has an average QB who plays particularly well...we'll note it. If they're garbage, we'll say so. Instead of crying "why, why, why" like a certain sports media homer did in his radio broadcast. This isn't my job...I have a real one. Nevertheless, I'll post here when I make an observation. Common sense in sports is nearly dead. Now we're attempting to bring it back.
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