Sorry if the headline makes no sense to humans, but it’s completely accurate. Meg Whitman, who for some reason spent $71 million of her own fortune to win the GOP primary for the utterly unwanted job of California Governor, is supposedly “qualified” because she worked at eBay for a while. And that’s where she went so nuts this one time that she “became angry and forcefully pushed” a colleague who was trying to prepare her for an interview with a Reuters reporter within the mid-2000s sex-avatar chat room called “Second Life.” And then Whitman/eBay settled with the lady for about $200,000, and Meg Whitman left the job she had planned to keep for a decade.
The New York Times really buried the lede on this one, hiding the unseemly “Second Life” details until the end of the article:
Interviews with many former eBay executives who worked with Ms. Whitman suggest that the episode with Ms. Kim, and the behavior alleged, was an anomaly. They say Ms. Whitman was demanding and would often express sharp bursts of anger toward employees whose work or preparation she found lacking. But they knew of no other similar accusations.
According to several current and former eBay employees, the incident with Ms. Kim took place on the morning of June 1, 2007, when Ms. Whitman was preparing for an interview with the news wire Reuters on an online virtual world called Second Life, where people appear as cartoonlike avatars.
Yes, and then the “cartoonlike avatars” — which are all gross furries with massive genitalia — joylessly hump on each other beneath portraits of John Edwards. Not even kidding.
Why does the violent nut Meg Whitman endorse cartoon-furry hardcore porn and John Edwards’ gross sexcapades? The conservative wingnut voters of California await their answer. (They’ll be in Second Life, just humpin’ each other like crazy, O.C. style.) [New York Times via the Comics Curmudgeon]







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Meg Whitman’s second life avatar is corky from the hit television series Life Goes On.
And in the ring now, Meg Whitman in the red shorts, Bob Etheridge in the blue…
Evony gives handjobs.
it’s like getting to meet the atheletes in the laff-a-lympics everytime the governorship’s up for grabs in CA.
I had the opportunity to meet Ms. Whitman several years ago. I was impressed by her huge forehead, it had almost a dolphin like quality to it. That being said, I see no reason why Meg had to shove her tormentor when she could have used her dolphin power of echolocation to stun her pesky underling.
http://www.rainbowdolphin.com/dolphins/anatomy_melon.shtml
She left negative feedback.
Meg’s huge melon.
http://sfist.com/attachments/SFist_Brock/meg%20whitman%20before%20after.jpg
Ken, remember how Reuters paid all this money for a Second Life “island”? They built this stunning three-story atrium for their “bureau.” Did you ever create a lovable avatar with long donkey ears and fly in?
The only difference between Meg Whitman and her Second Life avatar is that her avatar has a soul.
Meg’s not pro-furries with gigantic penis/vaginas.
So when does the Meg Whitman sex tape show up?
Needs moar implants.
[re=598506]kinginyellow[/re]:
I went into Second Life and checked out the Reuters place. It was cold, empty, the news reading functions didn’t work well, and while it was pretty enough to look at, it was hard to navigate around. No wonder people going there in an attempt to find some news end up humping.
I think the Second Life Reuters branch is closed.
Kill me now, plz.
Meg Whitman also need to answer for her cruel willingness to sell Ray Smuckles’ mama’s milk. She is a cold woman who made a man buy his own mama’s cheese.
Kristen Wiig’s Dooneese.
Meg Nitwhitnegger loves buttsecs from Armold Spankennegger’s Bratwurst under a Austrian tank.
[re=598513]Terry[/re]: Yeah, exactly. I once chatted in Second Life with a lady from some terrible Kerry-era liberal institute for “framing the debate.” In SL their offices bumped up against a shop selling VR sex organs. It was so empty and awful that I kept expecting it to give way to the sweet relief of SL humping.
Money can’t buy you love.
I have something more obnoxious than a blingee to sell everyone on. My wife’s professor is making them do a http://www.glogster.com/ – it is essentially a blingee made out of Flash that can incorporate video and sound. It is horrific and one should be done about Michele Bachmann.
Or Meg Whitman, whatever.
That sounds like a uniquely Californian scandal.
“But they knew of no other similar accusations.”
You can release their children now, Megs. It’s over. Clasp hands behind head, and drop to your knees.
Swat Team, stand down.
Now to be honest, I’ve had a few earlier this evening. But I have very little idea what is going on here. And that’s ok with me. Keep up the good work everyone.
Gee, that must’ve been a helluvan epithet — one of those epithets which, were your potential constituents to discover that you used it against an Asian-American woman (are they sure it was one epithet, I wonder — a savvy CEO like Meg would’ve gone for the volume discount) might guarantee that she didn’t get elected? I think Ms. Whitman is about to be served a cold plate of karma she’d forgotten she ordered.
way to go, california. if you keep it up, you might actually be able to make this race LESS dignified than the 2003 recall election.
*pour some out for gary coleman*
[re=598545]SayItWithWookies[/re]: i just returned from a working vacation in california’s south bay area(santa clara, san fran, san jose). TONS OF ASIANS THERE. any statewide candidate needs that region for fundraising purposes. it’d be terrible if megs shit where she ate.
When originally asked for comment, Meg Whitman was said to have replied, “Talk to the hand, with this weird-ass eye thing inside of it.”
But Meg Whitman is not bad– she is simply streamed that way, three-dimensionally, in real time.
From one of the terrifying linked articles (the one about the Edwards portrait): “God or Allah or Space Demon King or Whatever is up there: If you’re watching, this is probably a pretty good time to destroy the Earth.”
Given the extinction-event oil spill in the Gulf of Mexico, and the post date of 2007, it looks like the turnaround on heavenly requests is about 3 years. Handy to know!
[re=598516]Fuck Toad[/re]: I love you for that, but you really couldn’t have referenced the eBay Platinum arc instead? It has more Airwolf and less ick factor. Not that the current arc isn’t taking a nosedive into mind-flaying horror country.
[re=598541]FlipOffResearch[/re]: One can only wish, Todo.
— And the Red Queen’s, “Off with her head!” —
Who reads the New York Times in California?
[re=598544]Norbert[/re]: From Monday’s Boston Globe, “GOP women a rising force in the party”. http://tinyurl.com/3xzmyw8
Clear enough, yah pussy?
[re=598549]obfuscator[/re]: Not even Asians so much as anyone who realizes how inappropriate it is to use any kind of ethnic or sexual slur in a professional situation. I mean, we gave lots of people a pass due to their growing up in a time where crude stereotyping was within the margins of civilized behavior. Okay, we let it go on for about five generations longer than necessary, just to be sure it was out of everyone’s system — but damn — the fucking CEO of eBay, who started her job in the twenty-first century calling someone an ethnic slur? “Idiot,” “jackass,” “incompetent troll” — those are horrible, but you could imagine a brash, dynamic leader using them once in a while. That whole other list — well — anybody who’s worked outside of a slaughterhouse or an American Apparel office knows they’re stupid, ugly and career suicide.
Here’s a photo to blingee:
http://cache.gawker.com/assets/images/valleywag/2008/09/WhitmanMcCainAPDharapak.jpg
Cunty cunty cunty cunt.
True love:
http://image.blingee.com/images17/content/output/000/000/000/6ba/639715301_1297053.gif?4
[re=598556]Jukesgrrl[/re]: Los migros.
[re=598568]Johnny Zhivago[/re]:
Oh bootiful
Salacious lips
Right by the face of scars
I’ll bear my bum
If you’ll bear yours
God spread his cheese on thee
Oooh, ooh, Meg! Push me. Push ME!
(I could use the money.)
[re=598568]Johnny Zhivago[/re]: Get a terrarium!
So has everyone gotten home from breathlessly purchasing their copy of The Overton Window yet? I hope you saved it for when you got home and didn’t finish it on the ride back from the bookstore. You might’ve missed some essential plot nuances.
…gross furries…
As opposed to what, exactly?
[re=598568]Johnny Zhivago[/re]: Gaaaaah! Pass the brain bleach!
[re=598566]slowhansolo[/re]:
How little we know when genius might repeat.
Leaving the protection of his patron Cardinal Armand Jean du Plessis de Richelieu, 17th century French dramatist Pierre Corneille used your rhyme in his epic “Le Cid”. See Act IV, Scene 3.
A stoning followed.
[re=598579]SayItWithWookies[/re]: “The Overton Window”? Is that some sorta Peeping Tom slashfic?
[re=598579]SayItWithWookies[/re]:
“So has everyone gotten home from breathlessly purchasing their copy of [Beck's novella] “The Overton Window” yet?
No. Waiting for the sequel, “Gay Panther Paws.”
[re=598582]Joey Ratz[/re]: You might be thinking of The Olsen Transom.
[re=598583]S.Luggo[/re]: Panther is oddly specific. And then there’s the enigmantic association with black as well as pink — a sort of androgynous interracial tension being expressed subconsciously. Very subconsciously considering it’s a couple of virginal hetero pasty white folks. Then again, when one anxiety gets out, maybe they all run rampant. Maybe the panther is also named Malcolm Racer X Factor John Wayne O’Reilly.
I thought I might extrapolating a bit too much at first, but then my euphemism for teasing the panther is “talking about Dien Bien Phu with the jaguarundi.”
And Paultards
[re=598588]SayItWithWookies[/re]: There’s a guy who pulls up to where I work a few nights a week. He drives a big red Ford 3500 with a giant exhaust pipe running up the passenger side of the cab. He lets it idle in the lot for a good five or ten minutes before he shuts it off and walks into the building. This thing is seriously as loud as a tank. My euphemism for what he’s doing during that time is “rubbing out a Panzer.” By the time he catches up with Rommel, the reset button on his tripmeter will have crusted shut. A month after that and he won’t be able to read his speedometer.
At this rate, he’s on track to be our governor in twenty-five years. I can’t wait!
Did Meg’s Avatar vote? http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2009/09/27/meg-whitman-voting-record_n_301038.html
To me the pushing sounds like Meg’s attempt at the first tender strains of romance. I’m also looking forward to campaign billboards such as “Meg Whitman: She Will Stone Cold Choke a Bitch.”
Meg is the new Mama Grizzley! After pushing the woman, she then proceeded to savage her handlers, sending several to the Emergency Room, and was later subdued with tranquilizer darts.
the “cartoonlike avatars” — which are all gross furries with massive genitalia
Oh, if only. Actually, they’re mostly gross lesbian bodybuilders with boobs bigger than their heads.
[re=598580]Joey Ratz[/re]: As opposed to what, exactly?
Mmm, yeah, abuse me, baby. That’s the way. Oh, God! I’ve missed that since Jim left.
[re=598585]SayItWithWookies[/re]: Do Mary-Kate and Ashley triumph in the end or do they die tragically?
This is what happens when women don’t have children at the proper age.
To add insult to injury, she paid the employee in Linden Dollars.
[re=598545]SayItWithWookies[/re]: Maybe Ms. Kim is a representative of Kim Jong-il’s (Dear Leader’s) mafia branch. If so, be very afraid!
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