If it’s a day ending in “y,” you can bet your sweet ass that there’s (another) Mel Gibson tape floating around the interwebs, just waiting for a rapt audience to hoot and holler at his misogynistic and racially-motivated antics.
RadarOnline has the latest audio, which you can listen to here, but in case you’re at work, or have small children in the vicinity, I’ve taken the liberty of transcribing the audio to text (OK, I lied, it was merely an exercise of the magic of CTRL+C and CTRL+V) so you can read his rant, rather than have to subject yourself to the gruffness of Mel’s psychoticisms. (Yes, that’s a word because I just happened to invent it. Now.)
Jump in to read the text!
Mel: “Did you get my last message about me being a bad father, and Tim being a great dad now?”
Oksana: (Barely audible) “No.”
M: “You didn’t hear that one? Well, you should go and fuck him (Timothy Dalton, Oksana’s James Bond ex), you know, you fickle cunt because I don’t care … The game’s over! Okay? The game’s over. Let the new games begin so you can get it on with anybody else and your son can watch it. What is it? Number 45 he’s going to have to look at? Fucking good. I’m so fucking sorry I had a child with you.”
After much huffing and puffing, Mel says:
“I despise you. I don’t want you back. You have proven yourself to me. You’re not the fucking woman I want. You’re a fucking fake. You’re a fucking sham. You don’t know what the fuck it means to make a man happy. You didn’t make me fucking happy., I couldn’t make you happy with the BEST I DID FOR ANYBODY, EVER! EVER. You fucking glum cunt! What the fuck do I have to do?!?”
Damn. Them’s fightin’ words.
I know there probably isn’t much sympathy out there for Mel, and normally I wouldn’t defend an alleged boyfriend- or girlfriend-hitter (ever, and I’m not defending what he’s said and done, because it’s completely reprehensible), but Mel’s clearly feeling some pain in these tapes. You don’t just go off the rails if you don’t care about someone — or something that they’ve supposedly done. But, fuck, I don’t know. I’m no psychologist. Maybe he’s just nuts.