An infrequently funny but toothy and foul-mouthed Hollywood moron shot his career right between the eyes this week. Rubber-faced Jim Carrey administered a video coup de grás to his already lagging film future, with a last gasping breath, all to promote the Hollywood liberalism that has infected that culture for decades.

Stupidly, Mr. Carrey chose to immolate image and career with a poorly-produced, amateurish, video venture to attack an icon of the American conservative movement, Charleton Heston. Mr. Heston, an actor of exceptional accomplishments that a third-rater like Carrey could only dream of, famously defended the constitutional right of Americans to keep and bear arms. Foolishly, Carrey chose to mock Heston's impassioned defense and to completely alienate forever all those Americans who revere that speech. A bit of advice Jimbo:

Don't fool with Moses...

As should be expected, when a third-rate talent savages a talent of the first order, the attacker's puerile yappings come as those of some frustrated little lap-dog terrier beloved of an old, out of touch, Hollywood dowager, who has lost her vision of the nation that made her wealthy. That's understandable because Carrey, an equally out of touch Hollywood liberal with a personal armed bodyguard, doesn't see any need for you or me, or any of those tens of millions of live-alones, including all our old widows and grandmothers across America, to share the necessary protections he so comfortably and constantly pays for to insure his personal safety. He can lay out hundreds of thousands of dollars a year to secure his safety, but you, you peasant, and your grandma, can't spend $400.00 on a pistol for self-protection?

It's the old limousine liberal double standard: lots of gun protection for me but not for thee.

Carrey's views will no doubt be popular with the unicorn contingent in Europe, where a career that was already flat lining in his home country, may be minimally resurrected. He might be able to star in porn movies but I somehow doubt he lacks the requisite equipment. But hey, Europeans loved Jerry Lewis and his similar rubberized facial antics didn't they? Enjoy your stay there, Jim, while you wonder for the rest of your life what colossal stupidity swept through your brain to allow you to declare yourself a hated enemy of the movie-viewing public in America. The only Hollywood producer who will touch you now has to be dumber than you are.

Imagine the movie title: Dumb and Dumbest.

Jim Carrey you have achieved a unique status: America's only male Dixie Chick.