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One Last (Sh)It List Remainder: Michael Ausiello

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Trade News | January 13, 2009 | Comments (85)


Having not read an issue of TV Guide since they used to reside next to the Reader’s Digest in the bathroom of my MeMaw’s trailer home when I was 8, I’d blessedly been largely ignorant of Michael Ausiello up until recently, when Entertainment Weekly unwisely decided that they’d like to reduce the staff’s collective intellectual IQ into negative numbers by adding him. The man is an anthropomorphic embolism; he actually blocks intelligence, keeps it from entering your brain. He is a pustule of stupidity, threatening to erupt in your eye — a geyser of pus, blood, and inanity. He is a blight on the soul of the television industry. I loathe him.

If you’re not familiar with Ausiello, then congratulations — your brain is still fully functioning. Ausiello is purportedly a television critic, though he’s about as critical as a fat man is of a chili dog. Ausiello is essentially the Perez Hilton of television critics, only he’s exchanged cum driblets and coke boogers for inane commentary and television spoilers. His entire career seems to consist of finding out about vapid series’ plotlines and revealing them to his readers, and then acting as though he’s some sort of goddamn savior. The dude really needs to get the fuck over himself. The man has no perspective on what he does: Finding out the latest casting news on “Grey’s Anatomy” really doesn’t alter our lives in any meaningful way, you twatwaffle. I realize that there’s an ounce of hypocrisy in the guy who runs Trailer Suck-offs saying that, but I’m under no illusion that I’m saving the goddamn Earth by running gratuitous photos of Ryan Reynolds without a shirt.

But the truth is, this motherfucker is a pawn for the television industry. There is nothing he doesn’t lap up like a starletard at a cum convention. He begins every sentence with a pun, then follows it up by announcing that his pun is an Ausiello exclusive, and then closes with another pun, almost always forgetting to actual reveal anything of worth (seriously: Check out the Ausiello Files, and count how many headlines contain the word: Exclusive. It’s about as meaningless as CNN’s “Breaking News.” Still, every TV exec in Hollywood talks to him, because they know that, even a scrap of meaningless information will have Ausiello fellating ther show like a dog with its own balls. He is a vile little man. But he’s an influential vile little man, and he can keep a show on for a few extra weeks (though, he’s not had the best of luck with “Pushing Daisies.”)

But what I really can’t stand is that, though he’s purportedly an educated man, he still speaks in a weird “Access Hollywood” tongue — he’s got some sort of Tourette’s where he’s incapable of completing a sentence without using the word “swag,” “scoop,” “Mommy” or “exclusive,” and yet people still slaver all over him. (And what the fuck is “frenemy”?) Like Perez Hilton, he is inexplicably beloved; he is considered by most to be witty, snarky, and brilliant, but unlike Hilton, he appears to have few detractors. Seriously: Do a Google search and find one respectable journalist who has a bad word to say about him. Fuck me, the man is the Joel Siegel of television; he’s a self-loving punfucker, and he’s somehow convinced his readers to love him, too. How? By procuring facile tidbits of information 90 minutes before everyone else and then gloating about it in the form of puns. Even worse, this smurf-collecting nitwit (seriously, he has an entire room devoted to a smurf collection), makes it a point every reason to find a show he can guest star in. And that’s the real shame, folks: He can’t be critical — he might jeopardize his chances of doing what he really wanted to do: Act. People often say of critics (and teachers) that they’re criticizing what they couldn’t do themselves — but that’s not entirely true. A good critic is doing exactly what he wanted to do from the beginning. But then again, Ausiello isn’t a good critic; like his counterpart in the film world, Ben Lyons, he just happens to be one of the most popular ones.


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Comments

Ha ha ha! I don't know who this is! And once I read your line congratulating me if I didn't know who he is, I skipped right on down to comment, because I don't WANT to know. His head alone scares me.

Posted by: Anastasia Beaverhausen at January 13, 2009 10:10 AM

I agree AB, that is one strange head. He reminds me of the goofy friend (or neighbor?) on some '80's sitcom. Can't quite put my finger on it...

Posted by: courtney 2 at January 13, 2009 10:12 AM

He reminds me of the guy at work that makes looking just as bad as touching.

Posted by: Kayanne at January 13, 2009 10:13 AM

In that picture, he kind of looks like Jim Carey in Me, Myself and Irene.

Posted by: scruffles at January 13, 2009 10:17 AM

Gah. He looks like a young, creepy version of James Carville.

(I suppose the creepy part was kind of implicit.)

Posted by: Sean at January 13, 2009 10:22 AM

As most of us pretentious fucks already know, being popular doesn't make you intelligent/right/cool/etc. What it does tend to make you is annoying. Or in this case, painfully annoying, similar to a bad venereal disease. One that makes your eyes bleed and your breath stink.

Posted by: Xtreme at January 13, 2009 10:22 AM

Poetic, Rowles, very poetic.

Posted by: lateformyfuneral at January 13, 2009 10:23 AM

A pun-ny TV critic who likes spoiling shows and praising content through exaggeration and/or hyperbole? As tempting as that is (I've done it for reality TV shows over the years through actual research, experience, connections, and good old fashioned whoring), I don't want to burst my bubble that maybe this post is a bit exaggerated. Never in my life have I fondled a TV Guide or Entertainment Weekly. I don't want to break that streak.

Posted by: Robert at January 13, 2009 10:24 AM

There is nothing he doesn't lap up like a starletard at a cum convention.

That is so misogynistic. [eye roll]

Posted by: rikkitikkitavi at January 13, 2009 10:26 AM

Cover the mouth and look at the eyes. It's a little ooky. But besides dead, evil eyes, no one should have that smile to begin with. It sounds like this guy could be usefully fun if he was at least on TV since he could probably be a Soup fixture.

Alas!

Posted by: Jay at January 13, 2009 10:27 AM

Jealous?

Posted by: richmac at January 13, 2009 10:28 AM

His head looks like it's made of silly putty and fear. And I counted; the word "exclusive" appears 20 times on that page alone.

Posted by: Jeremt Feist at January 13, 2009 10:30 AM

I was kidding, thankfully I do not know who he is either.

Posted by: richmac at January 13, 2009 10:30 AM

Bad Touch! Bad Touch!

Posted by: admin at January 13, 2009 10:32 AM

Dane Cook and then Ausiello? I didn't realize that Butthole Day fell this early in 2009.

Posted by: branded at January 13, 2009 10:33 AM

"He is a blight on the soul of the television industry. I loathe him."

Dustin Rowles


Even more than Tyler Perry?

Posted by: Pookie at January 13, 2009 10:36 AM

Is that the guy that sells ShamWow's on TV?

Posted by: Some Guy at January 13, 2009 10:38 AM

I was SO MAD when EW hired him...it's bad enough that they still employ Jessica Shaw.

I kind of fell back in love with Diablo Cody after this week's column...she listed the 5 things that made 2008 awesome, and two included were the Shamwow and the WiiFit. Nothing can aptly explain the hilarity of watching your roommate's Mii continuously plunge into the ocean as she balances on an iceberg dressed as a penguin. It's almost as funny as watching me hula hoop.

Posted by: Julie at January 13, 2009 10:39 AM

A. Room. Full. Of. Smurfs.

And a physical appearance that screams "Child Molester."

This guy seriously needs to be sterilized in order to prevent his genes from being perpetuated. We'd be doing succeeding generations an immense favor.

Posted by: The Wanderer at January 13, 2009 10:43 AM

Though Ausiello is vile, I find the cutesey phrasing of the "questions" to be just as much a part of the vicious cycle. Who wants to make their foray into perpetuity by being that guy or gal who wrote, "You'd be as sweet as pie if you could give us some Pushing Daisies scoop!" (To which the requisite response includes some pun about being a la mode.)

. . . Actually, I'm sure I have an aunt or two who would write that type of question and frame the answer (though it would be about NCIS more likely than PD.

Posted by: foursweatervests at January 13, 2009 10:46 AM

If the Internet contingent of Pajiba wants to do another website review, I highly recommend the TV Tropes wiki. It reminds me a lot of Pajiba, actually.

Also it will consume at least three hours of your life.

Posted by: twig at January 13, 2009 10:50 AM

"...lap up like a starletard at a cum convention..."


Ok, I'll admit that was funny,


you commie bastard.

Posted by: BarbadoSlim at January 13, 2009 10:50 AM

Oh Julie, I'm so glad to know that I'm not the only fool here with a WiiFit. I love my Wii, it's officially a family member now. The kind of family member you walk on. And yell at. But love nonetheless.

Posted by: Xtreme at January 13, 2009 10:51 AM

Now I'm trying to imagine the roster of speakers at the cum convention.

Also, the dealer room.

Posted by: twig at January 13, 2009 10:52 AM

*Starts planning First Annual Cum Convention"


CUMAPALOOZA!

Posted by: BarbadoSlim at January 13, 2009 10:57 AM

or....CUMTOBERFEST!

Posted by: BarbadoSlim at January 13, 2009 10:58 AM

Hee-Xtreme, my roommate Jess got the WiiFit for Christmas and we have so much goddamn fun on it. I love how judgemental it is..."I see you were too busy to come back yesterday." FUCK YOU AND YOUR ELECTRONIC BABIES, WiiFit, I had a migraine! No wonder I love it so much, it reminds me of my wonderful Irish Catholic guilt-ridden upbringing.

Posted by: Julie at January 13, 2009 10:59 AM

Do you think there could be games at Cumtoberfest? You know, like at the carnival?

Maybe a Cock Ring Toss, shooting cum instead of water into the open mouth of a porn starlet, a dunking booth...

Posted by: courtney 2 at January 13, 2009 11:04 AM

Do you think there could be games at Cumtoberfest? You know, like at the carnival?

Whack-off a mole?

Posted by: Julie at January 13, 2009 11:08 AM

I love the carnival atmosphere that the voluptuous courtney 2 has created for Cumtoberfest.

Posted by: Optimus Rhyme at January 13, 2009 11:10 AM

Bobbing for apples, from cumbuckets
Target shooting, with cum.
Cum chugging

Posted by: BarbadoSlim at January 13, 2009 11:13 AM

Whack-off a mole?

Julie, are you trying to get me fired?!? I just spat tea all over my monitor.

My boss already thinks I'm strange.

Posted by: Tarn at January 13, 2009 11:16 AM

I'm under no illusion that I'm saving the goddamn Earth by running gratuitous photos of Ryan Reynolds without a shirt.

And that is where you're wrong.

Posted by: Clee Shay at January 13, 2009 11:17 AM

Longest Gargle.

Posted by: admin at January 13, 2009 11:17 AM

Anal ring toss.

Posted by: Pookie at January 13, 2009 11:18 AM

Julie/Courtney, I think we should get the three of us together and make our own game for the WiiFit. Think Vivid meets Nintendo. You could do cardio sex, where you'd have to pace yourself to improve stamina. And sex strengthening, where you would have to do rigorous things involving pelvic thrust reps, or sex Yoga, which would basically involve a guy laying with his head on the Wii Board with a girl sitting on his face. Possibly for hours at a time. Any other ideas out there?

Posted by: Xtreme at January 13, 2009 11:19 AM

Find the cock in the haystack.

Posted by: courtney 2 at January 13, 2009 11:19 AM

WII Fit: Kama Sutra Edition.

That shit is hard.

Posted by: admin at January 13, 2009 11:21 AM

Xtreme, how about practicing breathing through your nose? A skill every girl should hone.

Posted by: courtney 2 at January 13, 2009 11:21 AM

At the small festival that my family attends every year there's a tractor pull competition. Hmm, how can that be a part of Cumtoberfest?

Posted by: courtney 2 at January 13, 2009 11:22 AM

There must be a rim-a-thon (or rim-walk) at Cumtoberfest as well. Or at least a rim bleaching booth, a la the face painting booths at other "fests".

How about a cum pie eating contest?

Posted by: IsiahaTripod at January 13, 2009 11:25 AM

Hmmm...guy sits on board, girl improves balance by fucking him reverse cowgirl style while keeping the Wii's little red dot in the yellow area. Or you could hula hoop together...lots of pelvic motions, and you'd burn a shit-ton of calories.

Posted by: Julie at January 13, 2009 11:25 AM

Ride the teabags (a la the teacups). Nothing like spinning around with balls on your face.

Posted by: branded at January 13, 2009 11:25 AM

tractor pull competition. Hmm, how can that be a part of Cumtoberfest?..."

Simple:

They'd have to pull giant vats of cum. We could also have mud-bogging the mud would be made from cum drenched dirt.

Posted by: BarbadoSlim at January 13, 2009 11:26 AM

Ha! I love it branded.

There's a joke about a log flume or a slip and slide in this Cumtoberfest business, but I'm too too tired to find it.

Posted by: Julie at January 13, 2009 11:28 AM

There's a joke about a log flume or a slip and slide in this Cumtoberfest business, but I'm too too tired to find it.

I'm thinking one of those mini-roller coasters that winds all around in a small space. The little cars could be shaped like sperm, and we'll call it "The Fast Deferens."

Posted by: branded at January 13, 2009 11:32 AM

log flume = giant cock on a river of cum?

slip and slide probably doesn't need much changing, actually. it's just an excuse to get girls wet.

Posted by: lizzieborden at January 13, 2009 11:32 AM

it's just an excuse to get girls wet.

Posted by: lizzieborden at January 13, 2009 11:32 AM

...with cum.

Posted by: BarbadoSlim at January 13, 2009 11:33 AM

how about practicing breathing through your nose? A skill every girl should hone.courtney 2

Now, don't limit it to just the girls. It's just as useful for guys.

And I loved your carnival games.

Posted by: Drake at January 13, 2009 11:34 AM

This cockstain's (Ausiello's) parents must be proud given the outpouring of ideas that his "work" has produced. He has been the complete inspiration behind Pajiba's 1st annual Cumtoberfest and a Wii game as well.

And he's still got hell to look forward to.

Posted by: Isiaha Tripod at January 13, 2009 11:34 AM

Hmmm...guy sits on board, girl improves balance by fucking him reverse cowgirl style while keeping the Wii's little red dot in the yellow area. Or you could hula hoop together...lots of pelvic motions, and you'd burn a shit-ton of calories.

Posted by: Julie at January 13, 2009 11:25 AM


Behold everyone, Julie has found the cure for obesity in America! Now we just need to find someone to make the game and we'll be rich! And skinny! And perpetually exhausted. But happy. So happy.

Posted by: Xtreme at January 13, 2009 11:35 AM

I thought it was a joke the first time I saw that column in EW. (Yes, my subscription hasn't run out yet, and I keep holding on to the hope that they'll go back to the better writing they used to do). All I could think of was Jackie Harvey's column in the Onion. It's the exact same tone (which, by the way, does not fit the tome of the mag. Or at least it wouldn't have a few years ago).

Posted by: Anna von Beaverplatz at January 13, 2009 11:36 AM

"You'd be as sweet as pie if you could give us some Pushing Daisies scoop!"

Tell me you made that up and that it didn't really happen.

TELL ME!!!

It is true, and coincidentally, that was the very line that drove me to write this post. I read it out loud to Mrs. Pajiba-hyphenate a week or two ago and we both groaned until we puked.-- DR

Posted by: Jay at January 13, 2009 11:36 AM

Mallory, the only thing that needs changing on the slip n slide would be the mandatory white t-shirt/no bra rule. Oh, and maybe before and after frontal massages for women. Performed by myself.

Posted by: Xtreme at January 13, 2009 11:43 AM

Selfish bastard!

Posted by: admin at January 13, 2009 11:52 AM

What do you think we could do in the Moonwalk during Cumtoberfest?

Thanks Drake!

Posted by: courtney 2 at January 13, 2009 11:55 AM

Oh I am admin, I am. I only share with people I know. And only if there's more than I can handle. So assuming the slip n slide ride was doing healthy business, I'm sure we could work out some sort of partnership. As long as there's no dueling pork sausages going on.

Posted by: Xtreme at January 13, 2009 11:56 AM

the only thing that needs changing on the slip n slide would be the mandatory white t-shirt/no bra rule.

You mean that's not already a rule, Mickey? Shit, I've been doing it wrong all these years, then. No wonder I'm not allowed to go to public water parks.

Posted by: lizzieborden at January 13, 2009 12:02 PM

I'm thinking one of those mini-roller coasters that winds all around in a small space. The little cars could be shaped like sperm, and we'll call it "The Fast Deferens."

Warn me before you post something like that. I nearly choked to death and my monitor is spattered with coffee. You owe me like half a roll of paper towels.

Also, I would pay a hundred dollars to ride that ride.

Posted by: Jerce at January 13, 2009 12:03 PM

The Dueling Pork Swords competition is not on the slate for this carnival, maybe next year. I appreciate your generousity Xtreme however I have difficulty believing that there could ever be too many boobies for you to handle.

As for me, I know I've reached my limit when I suffocate from a soft, pillowy, mammarifous smothering. It's a good way to go.

Posted by: admin at January 13, 2009 12:03 PM

Damn, we almost forgot about the Team Motorboating event! Think we'll have trouble finding volunteers for that one?

Posted by: Xtreme at January 13, 2009 12:15 PM

The kind of family member you walk on. And yell at. But love nonetheless.

Is there any other kind of family member?

Posted by: stipe42 at January 13, 2009 12:21 PM

I have never seen this guy before today, and already I hate him. Michael Ausiello is an incarnate demon of all that is douchebaggery. I hope he and Perez Hilton are beaten to death by the giant dong of Hollywood they've spent their whole careers sucking.

What a douche.

Posted by: George at January 13, 2009 12:26 PM

"I'm under no illusion that I'm saving the goddamn Earth by running gratuitous photos of Ryan Reynolds without a shirt"


Dustin, I think I speak for many, many Pajibans when I say that you may not think you're saving the earth, but um...we do.

Keep on posting those pictures. For the sake of all Pajibakind

Posted by: Nadine at January 13, 2009 12:49 PM

Not that you mention douchebags, they can be prizes at Cumtoberfest. Certainly some of us will have salty vaginas after the day's fun.

(I can do this all day)

Posted by: courtney 2 at January 13, 2009 12:51 PM

Thank you thank you Courtney, I knew it I knew! I was licking this lady who was a friend of the family and she had this salty taste. I told her as much and she goes, just shut the fuck up and concentrate. I knew I wasn't imagining this, Courtney you're a doll.

Posted by: Pookie at January 13, 2009 1:09 PM

You bet Pooks. I am not embarrassed to know about, and admit to, the taste of my own vagina.

Posted by: courtney 2 at January 13, 2009 1:11 PM

Courtney by chance will you be attending the SXSW conference in Austin, Texas this year?

Posted by: Pookie at January 13, 2009 1:14 PM

Wow, you're a psychic Pookie! I'm from Austin and was going to miss it this year due to other vacation plans. But my traveling companions ditched me so I may switch to Pajibacon as a destination. I'll let you know and we can discuss saline levels.

Posted by: courtney 2 at January 13, 2009 1:20 PM

Oh god I'm in love, you're in Austin and you have working knowledge of the vag, somebody wake me up cause I think I'm dreaming.

Posted by: Pookie at January 13, 2009 1:26 PM

Y'all never cease to amaze me how you can turn any topic into a planning session for some kind of orgy. My hat goes off to each and every single one of you sick bastards.

Posted by: Robert at January 13, 2009 1:35 PM

Damn, we almost forgot about the Team Motorboating event! Think we'll have trouble finding volunteers for that one?

How about Duelling Motorboating? Shadows and bucdaddy for the championship! Of course we'll need volunteer motorboatees...

I hope you're happy, Julie! When (not if) the WiiFitSutra gets out there, it's going to be a new generation of ex-fatties with big smiles on their faces and a new and improved baby boom. For the singles out there the WiiFitSutra will come with assorted dildos and vibrators of different sizes to improve performance and difficulty levels.

Posted by: lordhelmet at January 13, 2009 1:38 PM

Just remember you two, you never go ass to mouth.

Posted by: admin at January 13, 2009 1:41 PM

Well, maybe you never go ass to mouth admin...

And a correction: I'm from Austin. I live in Atlanta. Which makes me more lovable, Sweet Pookie.

Posted by: courtney 2 at January 13, 2009 1:49 PM

I do, but not until the second date.

Posted by: admin at January 13, 2009 1:55 PM

Rimshot!

Posted by: courtney 2 at January 13, 2009 2:05 PM

Thank you admin but Courtney and I don't need no stinking chaperone.

Posted by: Pookie at January 13, 2009 2:13 PM

Thanks for defending me, Sweetness. Some day, people will understand our love.

Posted by: courtney 2 at January 13, 2009 2:43 PM

I would never ever consider chaperoning two consenting adults, what you do is up to you. I may however watch quietly and dish out pointers where apprpriate.

Posted by: admin at January 13, 2009 4:45 PM

*appropriate

Posted by: admin at January 13, 2009 4:51 PM

If John Michael Higgins and Glenn Shadix had an awesome baby, and then that baby grew up to have a scary baby with Donny Osmond, and then that scary baby grew up to become the Anti-WhiskeyBabyNinjaStar...then you would have Michael Ausiello. And soon the WBNS and A-WBNS will clash in a conflagration fueled by booze, lube, and nerd-sweat, heralded by tears of blood seeping from the eyes of Smurf dolls.

Posted by: Geetch at January 13, 2009 5:13 PM

Oh my god... he is a real-life mother fuckin' Jackie Harvey from the Onion.

Posted by: firedmyass at January 13, 2009 6:27 PM

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Posted by: Patty at January 13, 2009 8:47 PM

Amen, brother.

Posted by: Matt at January 14, 2009 10:29 PM

...This post is exactly the reason I unsubscribed from the Pajiba feed; it's all full of hate, and jealousy; I only read it because I saw Michael Ausiello's name...I enjoy reading what he writes, and have been a fan since TVGuide...You not only insulted him, but his readers too...If Ausiello has his readers, I'm sure you have yours too; why the hate?...

Posted by: Ana Maria at January 15, 2009 6:59 AM





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