<![CDATA[Gawker: defamer, kabbalah]]> http://tags.gawker.com/assets/base/img/thumbs140x140/gawker.com.png <![CDATA[Gawker: defamer, kabbalah]]> http://gawker.com/tag/defamer/kabbalah http://gawker.com/tag/defamer/kabbalah <![CDATA[Hollywood PrivacyWatch Special Edition: Ashton Kutcher Expects No VIP Elevator Treatment]]> kutcher-elevator - DefamerIn the spectrum of embarrassing public celebrity moments, nothing comes close to the perennial classic Famous Person Falling Down. Failing accidental injury, however, you can never go wrong with the nearly as satisyfing Celebrity Mistakenly Overestimating Their Own Importance. The following Ashton Kutcher sighting sent in by a Defamer operative is about as perfect a specimen of the latter category as could possibly exist:

I work in the CNN building on Sunset and Cahuenga. This morning the lobby was full of the typical bleary eyed morning cubicle creatures, a delivery guy with a dolly full of office supplies, and Ashton Kutcher- wearing wrap around shades, kabbalah bracelet, and yakking loudly on his sidekick. The security guard from the front desk approached the crowd and requested that everyone allow "this gentleman to ride the elevator alone," meaning the guy with all the office supplies. Mr. Kutcher assumed that the guard meant for him to ride the elevator alone, and replied, "Oh no, don't worry man, i'm cool."
The guard looked a bit confused and told Demi's husband that he wasn't talking to him, to which Mr. Kutcher looked a bit confused and retreated to the corner of the lobby. The next elevator arrived moments later, all the cubicle creatures filed in, as well as Mr. Kutcher still yakking away on his sidekick.

Unfortunately for Kutcher, not even a dozen red string bracelets would be powerful enough to ward off being Punk'd by God, as He giggles sadistically, delivering orders into a microphone in an unmarked control room in the sky.

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<![CDATA[Britney Spears Sick Of Paying For Kabbalah Red String Upgrades]]> The Scoop delves deeper into the mystery of Britney Spears' abrupt distentanglement from Kabbalah's red, stringy web of trendwhore spirituality, suggesting the fake religion may have nudged the donation basket her way one time too many:

"She's tired of the way [Kabbalah leaders] kept hassling her for money," says a well-placed source. "Actually, it was mostly her mother's decision. They were always asking Britney to tithe [donate a percentage of her salary]. There was a lot of pressure, and finally her mom said, 'Enough is enough'."

We wouldn't be surprised if Lynn Spears' hand in Britney's divorce from Zohar study was merely a dry run for an even more financially crucial parting-of-the-ways to come—from perpetual tithe-seeking husband, Kevin Federline. Spears' practical and protective mother has a much clearer grasp on the the longterm fiscal ruin that can come from funding her useless husband's weed-fueled Ferrari adventures, to say nothing of the needless expense of stocking drinking water bottled at Kabbalah's exclusive spring source at the foot of Mount Heaven.

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<![CDATA[Britney Spears Returns God-Scented Candles, Cuts Off Red String Bracelet]]> Us Weekly's blog points us to a brief, cryptic pronouncement buried deep in the "Love B: stream of consciousness" section of Britney Spears' official website. (Like a windswept tumbleweed rolling through the ghost town of her mind, it's the first such update in almost a year.) In a ten-word statement annulling everything we thought we held true about Spear's unwavering commitment to fake spirituality, the butterfingered fertility goddess has renounced her allegiance to that most sacrosanct of Judaism-sprinkled celebrity sects, Kabbalah.

I no longer study Kabbalah, my baby is my religion.

The news will undoubtedly throw Spears' maternity well-wishers into a gift shopping quandary; as we speak, a Kitson employee is politely explaining their no-return policy on all sale-priced, 'World's Cutest Kabbaby' onesies. Still, this revelation regarding her newly adopted faith goes a long way towards explaining many of Spears' recent, infant-related "mishaps," which could be reinterpreted in a new light as Abraham-like tests of faith ("Goest with thine SUV, fleeing thine paparazzi tormentors, with thine first born on thy lap...") from her higher power.

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<![CDATA[The Adventures of the Little Red String]]> todaykab.jpgAs part of Today's "Mysterious Faiths" series, this morning Katie Couric interviewed Jamie Green, a representative of the LA-based Kabbalah Centre. And not unlike a perky Rottweiler with a gristly T-bone in its maw, there was one question Katie would not let the shul's shill hora around through vague references to "coming into the light" and "universal wisdoms." Namely, who is pocketing the 26 bucks they collect per red-string bracelet sold? His answer was ready. And long:

The string is not just red wool from the factory. It actually is taken to the West Bank, to the Tomb of Rachel, which is Palestine-operated. You have to take an armored bus and go in there with soldiers. It's a very dangerous area. And the string is actually blessed with students from the center in Israel. And there's meditations that we use to infuse the energy protection that comes from Rachel's tomb.

Warzones! Tombs! This red, inanimate object goes on an even more adventurous journey than The Red Balloon! By the time that little strand gets back to our shores, it doesn't just ward off evil-eye, it Krav Magas the crap out of it!

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<![CDATA[Kabbalah Makes Power-Play For Oprah]]> madonna-oprah.jpgHollywood's dueling celebrity-positive cults inclusionary spiritual inspiration societies may be locked in a high-stakes battle for Oprah Winfrey's eternal soul. While Scientology seems to have recently made a play for Winfrey's attention, everyone's favorite magic-water swillers/red-string models have brought out their big gun in hopes of beaming their Light™ directly into the minds of America's hausfraus:

Madonna has been talking up the mystical form of Judaism to the already-spiritual talk-show queen for two years, in hopes that her fellow icon could help bring the Artist Occasionally Known as Esther's belief system to mainstream America, according to our source.

The U.K.-based pop star has sent Oprah books and E-mails about kabbala, a spy tells us, but Angela De Paul in Oprah's office told us she wasn't aware that her boss had received any of the red-string propaganda.

In a country where conservative Christians have shown their might in recent years, an endorsement of kabbala by Winfrey, who has 9 million loyal viewers, would have a powerful effect. Her seal of approval has boosted everything from book sales to her own upcoming Broadway musical, "The Color Purple."

Madonna knows that, and that's why she's chosen Oprah's show for her first interview since she took a tumble off a horse, our source says.

It's expected to be quite the dramatic scene: The pop queen's valets will wheel out the Erstwhile Material Girl in a solid-gold wheelchair; while the Big O fawns over her guest's jewel-encrusted neckbrace, Madonna will explain how Kabbalah can help Oprah burn the Paris Hermes store to the ground by teaching her to meditate on God's "righteous spiritual arson" name.

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<![CDATA[Hitch'd: Ashton and Demi Do the Chupah Hustle]]> demiashton.jpgSomewhere deep in the bowels of their Beverly Hills headquarters, a Star Chamber of red-cloaked Kabbalic High Priests is sharing a jubilant, demented, crescendoing laugh: Saturday night, Ashton Kutcher and Demi Moore (or as they refer to her, 'our Rosemary') tied the knot, aka 'smashed the glass.' Us Weekly claims the scoop, and we're inclined to give it to them, lest they solicit our 13-year-old ass for sex over the internet, too:

Demi Moore, 42, and Ashton Kutcher, 27, got married Saturday night at a Beverly Hills home in a ceremony in front of more than 100 of their closest friends and family, according to several sources close to the couple. "It was very last minute," one guest told Us.[...]


Standing before a crowd that included actors Bruce Willis and Wilmer Valderrama, actress Lucy Liu, Moore's three daughters and their closest family and friends, the couple, followers of the ancient spiritual practice of Kabbalah, exchanged vows in a brief but traditional ceremony. "Most everyone was dressed formally," a source at the wedding told Us.

Details are just now beginning to trickle in:
· Instead of rice, guests showered the bride and groom with cans of red Silly String.
· Valderrama provided a stirring reading from his all-time favorite book, Choose Your Own Adventure #10: The Lost Jewels of Nabooti.
· Willis' post-reception speech evoked both laughter and tears, followed by a stunned, awkward silence when he accidentally referred to Kutcher as "the son-in-law he'd always hoped for."

We wish the happy couple a long, prosperous union, producing many jackal-headed spawn with which to enact the prophecies as foretold by the mystical Talmudic Numerology texts. L'chaim!

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<![CDATA[Joel Stein Brunches With L. Ron, Pervs On Kabbalah Chicks]]> After spending two development seasons discovering that merely being Jewish didn't guarantee the pick-up of one of his sitcom pilots, LAT Sunday Hollywood opinion-haver Joel Stein briefly thrusts himself into the bosoms of Scientology and Kabbalah. Stein finds the hot fake-Jewesses of the K-Centre preferable to the tasty brunch of the Celeb Centre, leading to some truly disturbing red-string cockring and handjob imagery:

The Kabbalah Centre is on Robertson Boulevard in an unimpressive building that, unlike the Celebrity Centre, seemed unworthy of its British spelling. But inside it had a much more modern, Ian Schragery feel with a gift shop selling candles, Fred Segal-level T-shirts and books about sex. And though there were no celebrities in sight, it was packed with hot Jewish women.

As I signed in for the free lecture on Tuesday and Thursday nights, Renit told me she liked my shirt. Then she looked at my questionnaire, where I put my date of birth, and wished me a happy birthday. I was ready to put little red strings around all my appendages.

I arrived at the small lecture room first. There were flowers on each table. Candles burned. "All You Need Is Love" played gently in the background. I felt relatively sure I was about to get a massage from a hot Jewish chick. I decided I would not say no if offered a Happy Shalom. [...]

Now that Stein has exhausted the career-advancing possibilities of Judaism, Scientology, and Kabbalah, the Gays should probably gird themselves for an unannounced visit. They shouldn't let any skinny guys in glasses into happy hour at the Abbey or cocktails at David Geffen's house without administering a full body-cavity search, just to make sure they won't be involved in oblique anal sex references and Queer Eye jokes in next week's Op-Ed section.

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<![CDATA[So Out It's Back In: Ice-Cold Kabbalah Centre Returns]]> madonna-cult.jpgWith all of the attention that Scientology's been attracting from Tom Cruise's recent run-ins with the media, we'd assumed that the Kabbalah Centre had decided that Hollywood wasn't big enough for two money-gobbling inclusionary spiritual inspiration societies, packed up their Zohars, magic water, and candles that smell like God, and moved to Nebraska. But suddenly and inexplicably (does anyone really give a shit about Esther, Demi, and the Kootch anymore?), Kabbalah's so over that it might be coming back, with 20/20 and Radar magazine putting the screws to the Centre. (Didn't cutting-edge outlets like The New Republic and The NY Post go there, like, a year ago?)

Before you break your Zohar out of mothballs and start casually dropping nonsense about your "God name" into conversations around the Chateau, this supposed resurgence could be a nonstarter—America's Favorite Non-Pedophile might start handing out red strings as sleepover party favors. Even L.Ron's kids don't want that guy hanging around their Centre.

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<![CDATA[Kabbalah On The Wane: Ashton Kutcher's Bracelet Removal]]> kutcher-guess-who.jpgYet another sign that your inclusive spiritual inspiration society is losing its heat: A movie studio is willing to spend 100K to erase its vestiges from your movie. MSNBC's Jeanette Walls reports that test audiences were so turned off by Ashton Kutcher's red string Kabbalah bracelet that Sony digitally removed it from the final cut of Guess Who. While this anecdote is certainly amusing, it's revealed a crucial weakness in the evil eye force-field that the bracelet supposedly provides. It seems that the string's bad-mojo-deflecting properties are dissipated by film, so the next you have a negative thought about a celebrity Kabbalist, make sure you focus that energy on a photographic image of them—if you give them the evil eye in person, it will likely just bounce off and strike a nearby Christian or (actual) Jew.

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<![CDATA[Kabbalah Monday: Madonna's Phoning It In]]> How the mighty have fallen. Back in the day, Madonna would only be caught dead in a nun's habit if she had splashed blood all over the crotch and stapled half a baby doll to it, with some stigmata on her hands for good, if somewhat symbolically suspect, measure. Now she's been reduced to showing up at Kabbalah costume parties in a half-hearted nod to her publicity-mongering roots. Sad. Maybe Guy Ritchie's got an altar boy strapped to an inflatable phallus that looks like the Pope's hat? Please? We desperately need something to believe in.

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<![CDATA[Defamer Bargain Shopper: Previously Owned Kabbalah Wisdom]]> zohar.jpgHow do you know that your inclusive spiritual inspiration society (read: cult) might be losing its heat? Its expensive, sacred texts are winding up on eBay at a fraction of their original cost. An eBay store on Beverly Blvd has this online listing for a previously-owned ("All of the books in the set are in good condition, with no underlining or tampering with any of the pages. The bindings are all in very good condition.") edition of the Zohar, Kabbalah's magical tome. With a current bid of $86 against its full retail price of $415, you can't afford to pass up this bargain. As cynical enemies of light, we can't confirm the claim that merely having the Zohar in your studio apartment will be good for landing at least three auditions a month, but what are you going to spend the money on otherwise, some weed and a bag of Fritos? Yeah, we thought so. See you at the Centre with your smart, attractively leather-bound God receptacles.

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<![CDATA[Celebs Pitch In While Lindsay Lohan Jabbers About Her Chest]]> lindsay-lohan3.jpgMSNBC's Jeannette Walls reports that Leonardo DiCaprio is joining the tsunami relief effort. Bully for him, celebrities care, etc etc. (Apparently, he's the only one harboring fond memories of The Beach). The Kabbalah Centre, meanwhile, is rushing 10,000 litres of their magical water to the tsunami victims. Rimshot coming: They've also pledged 50,000 tons of enchanted Kabbalah rubble, 400 tons of blessed Kabbalah splinters from ruined bungalows, and 15 bags of
of wet sand personally touched by Madonna.

Lindsay Lohan, on the other hand, is once again yammering about how totally, 100-percent, like, real her breasts are. Did she mention they're not fake?

“I developed very late in high school,” the Mean Girls star tells Cosmo Girl. “When I was 16, I still had baby fat. I didn’t get my chest until I was 17, so that made me feel insecure. I used to feel like I had to stuff my bra.”

She's really doing the readers of Cosmo Girl a disservice by coming up with these elaborate stories to explain away her sudden "blossoming." She should be preparing them for the realities of life in terms the kids can understand. Like using tales of the Breast Fairy, whom little girls who want big girl careers visit in his castle in Beverly Hills.

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<![CDATA[Kabbalah Houses Coming To Beverly Hills]]> At the risk of turning this space into a Brunch with the Brainwashed, we note that the Kabbalah Centre is ponying up for a set of $2 million houses in Beverly Hills for the Berg family, the organization's Chief Bringers of the Light. We've expended a lot of words on skepticism about the Centre and its apparent profiteering, but in this case we'd like to express our admiration for their restraint. These are pretty modest digs for cult leaders. With all of the money they're bringing in, the Bergs could've gone for a David Geffen-style pleasuredome, with fifteen gold hot tubs, an Olympic-sized pool filled with magic, healing Kabbalah water, and a dinner bell that summons Madonna for an impromptu medley of her greatest hits. Join us in applauding their Beverly Hills asceticism.


[Photo: RickRoss.com]

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<![CDATA[Kabbalah On Clearance]]>
There's no clearer indication that your cult's influence is on the wane than when its merchandise winds up in the bargain bin at your local mall's potpourri-and-sweater-set emporium. We've seen this before, when we came across a basket full of "I Brake for L.Ron" trucker hats at Urban Outfitters two Christmases ago.

And, in a related note, we're still waiting for the Kabbalah Centre to send us our personal 72 Name.

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<![CDATA[Fun With Kabbalah: Finding Your Personal 72 Name]]> 72namesofgod.jpgThe promotional website for the Kabbalah Centre's creepy how-to manual, The 72 Names of God, has a form for discovering your personal "72 Name," the "secret weapon for facing major life issues and difficult situations connected to our destiny." Unfortunately, the form doesn't seem to use a computer program to determine one's magical Name. We plugged in our info and e-mail address over an hour ago and have yet to receive an answer—it probably takes time for the request to reach the basement of the Kabbalah Centre, where a Name-determining sweatshop staffed by indentured mactress servants open The Big Book Of Kabbalah Names, insert a cramped, overworked finger, and then e-mail back the result. We really hope our 72 Name is Steve. We always wanted to be a Steve.

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