Why do people hate Wilford Brimley?
I don't understand why people hate Wilford Brimley, although in two separate conversations where his name has come up, people have said, "I hate that guy!" This is baffling and disturbing behavior. So I put the question to the web at large. Many replies have come through, but I suspect not everybody is being entirely honest about this. In fact, I'm almost positive some of you are just making shit up.
Note: input form to return just as soon as I get around to it.
Without further ado, the answers:
Can I start off by saying that this is perhaps the greatest day of my life. For years I've been trying to explain my deep-rooted hatred for this pathetic excuss for a man. My friends agreed with me on many issues, but quite possibly thought I was mad. I'm normally a reserved individual, but I drink Jack Daniels from time to time, and nearly ever time I do, Brimley seems to come up. My friends laugh and laugh as I go into a frenzy of quotes and Brimley bashing. But now I know it's all been worth it, the man is simply pure evil. I appreciated my Grandfathers so much more after watching "Our House". What a nightmare! And I may dabble in a bowl of quaker oats from time to time, but I'll be goddamned if he's going to tell me to eat it! I can start my day off with any cold cereal favorite and still be just as effective!! And for the diabetes, what a poster child, there's no way he's taking control of it. I'll stop now, I've needed this release for so long, thank you, thank you all so much.
Because of that STUPID phrase "it's the right thing to do". As though right and wrong are somehow inherent in the fabric of the universe, and I should just sit down and listen and do whatever he tells me is "the right thing to do".
- He is a thief. That whole Liberty Medical Supply is designed only for people on Medicare for the sole purpose of exorbanantly billing medicare with very inflated prices. These are your tax dollars people! And if he himself gets supplies from Liberty, then this WEALTHY , creepy, talentless old fu@# is wasting your tax dollars.
- He is a hippocrite. He says he eats oatmeal and manages his diabetes. Yeah buddy, thats why you look 250+ lbs. Maybe if he's eating a hearty 40 servings of oatmeal a day.
- I can't watch daytime TV without having to change channels during commercials because his ugly mug is pimping products for anyone who will give him a nickel.
- He gives some senior citizens a bad image.
- Read these other postings. He yells at children. He murders cats. Imagine the stuff he does in private.
I was at the Western Heritage Awards last saturday... and my wife and I were supposed to sit at Wilford Brimley's table (he was there picking up a bronze "Wrangler" award for "Crossfire Trail", a TNT Tom Selleck TV movie). However, Wilford brought extra unannounced people in his entourage and we were forced to sit elsewhere! Wilford's loss!
Because I don't want to lead a better life.
When I was in 6th grade I took acting lessons from him with a bunch of other kids at some local theater(of course only our parents knew who he was). He said we all sounded like leadfooted brats on the hollow stage he made us act on, and he always chose me to yell at personally in front of the class. He was a real jerk. Needless to say I dropped out of the class after a few weeks of his abuse. I think he needs more fiber in his diet.
Wilford Brimley destroyed the great trilogy that is Star Wars
by appearing in a made for TV film called "Ewoks: Battle for Endor." And
the reason he ruined it was by keeping an Ewok as his secret love pet. Damn
you Brimley. DAMN YOU!!!!!!!!!!!
There's no reason not to like Wilford Brimley.
reply: i'm not sure if i agree with you there, sean. i mean, i certainly don't have a reason not to like him, but there are reasons for not liking just about everybody in the world. we all have our faults. also, people don't like other people for all sorts of reasons. remember that lady who had seizures induced by the sound of mary hart's voice? i mean all mary hart was doing was talking and then there's this lady having seizures all of the sudden. i'm sure she didn't like ms. hart much after that. still, your point is well taken. in honor of you and the others who have stood up for him, i am putting up a why do you love wilford brimley page.
I love him, he happens to be a VERY sexy guy....
I don't hate him, I swear! Quaker Oats commercials aside, he was awesome in the China Syndrome with Jack Lemmon. That movie rules. Jack Lemmon will be missed sorely.
Oatmeal is for the inferior masses.
In the fall of my 20th year, I had a friend who like to impersonate Wilford Brimley. He used a napkin for his moustache. We were subject to the horrors of his impersonations every day, therefore I hate Wilford Brimley.
Wilford Brimley is actually Hitler's illegitimate daughter. She makes a nice cup of tea... english breakfast, of course... with milk.
? Across the pond, we only know him as a victim in John Carpeter's The Thing, and for the life of me, he was so inoffensive I can't even remember how his character died... maybe it just doesn't translate well...can't we all just take potshots at the President, a truly inclusive, International game for all the family? :-)
Because he's a fat assed old know it all. He's like a grandfather possessed alternately by Al Gore smarminess and Satan on acid. Maybe if he didn't eat so much goddamned oatmeal he wouldn't be so constipated, maybe he should try prunes or something.
pls forgive the spelling, syntax and grammar of my previous rant. i was not in my right mind.
this is disturbing. i mean wilford has been a solid lovable character for a very long time. it is just this random deconstruction of well loved cultural icons, for the pure sake of attrating to attention to oneself at the expense of the larger communities comfort. this must stop. when wilford, john denver and bob denver are malinged into blackness what heros will we have then.
i for one support wilford, ed asner, al roker and all other pop culture symbols of reassurement.
i don't hate wilford brimley, actually. wilfred brimley is beneath my hatred. he is as nothing to me.
I actually don't hate Wilford Brimley. It's just that his name sounds like something I'd name my Bassett Hound.
He's scary looking, with his ceen smile, and big hat. U don't c many people like that. I look at him and think: 'serial killer'.
No! no one hates wilford,he has good hygiene,he is round and cute like winnie the pooh and u are all marxists,rot in hell. liz
Wilford Brimley is definitely cool. You've got to like anyone who runs over kittens, kills sisters, and doesn't give enough of a rip about the rest of the world to have any reservations telling us about his bunghole.
Because he is a crotchety, curmudgeonly fat old fart. Who gives a s*** if you're a diabetic, Wilford? F*** you and your stupid oatmeal commercials. Oatmeal sucks, like you. Does anyone believe this guy eats oatmeal? This is definitely a three eggs and cheese on a bagel and a large coffee with three sugars man. Don't buy that grandfatherly image either, this man definitely has a large stash of child porn under his bed.
Because it's the right thing to do.
The question is, why does he hate us? Why does he presume to foist his advocacy of oatmeal -- and by implication, his history of constipation and heart trouble -- on us? I don't appreciate being helped to visualize the bowel activities of a grizzled old character actor, nor how these have been improved by oatmeal. Unless I am giving a public speech before a crowd of them -- thankfully, this happens rarely -- I resent picturing old people on the toilet.
The guy is creapy! He's scarry, i'm sure he would smell funny, and come on... the way he talks is just anoying. Every word that comes out of his mouth is more painful than the last. Make him stop!
I don't need some old man telling me that eating oatmeal is "the right thing to do" as if I have some moral obligation to increase my fiber intake. Just because he may have a plugged colon from years of eating cheese and peanut butter sandwiches, doesn't mean that *I* have to eat lumpy porridge.
he killed my sister...
Real men eat Crispix.
Because he was a silly grandfather figure on that show with Deidre Hall, Our House, because he was in Cocoon (nuf said) and because he talks about Diabetes and home-shipping prescriptions, isn't that enough to dislike him? Haha.
'cause I can't remember what he's done besides sell oatmeal.
It was the summer of my 7th year, the nation celebrated its Bicentennial with parades, picnics, and a renewed love affair with instant oatmeal. I, however, was a dedicated Fruity Pebbles kid, eating as many as three bowls with Scooby Do in the lazy July mornings.
My family bought a kitten that summer, a Calico named George (for the Father of our country). My older cousin used to call him "Swampy," a joke I didn't get for years until my Modern Drama class at Princeton. George skipped and played, discovering the suburban microcosm that was my neighborhood. He was alarmingly brave for such a young kitten, in the first month he had to be retrieved from the local pharmacy, a neighbor's attic, and the cafeteria of the local abandoned Junior High School.
It was a Thursday morning when I opened the screen door to let George out into the front yard for the last time, he stumbled down the three porch steps and into the yard, still not fully in control of his growing adolescent legs. A gnat caught his eye, and he bounded after it all paws flailing and jaws chomping. I returned to my place on the living room rug, to my cereal and Daphne discovering a torn piece of fabric in the gears of the Ferris Wheel. A moment later I heard an 8 cylinder motor come roaring up the street. The windows rattled as the car blew by our house at much too fast a speed, and right after it passed I heard a young scream, Karin the neighbor girl bellowing and crying. I rushed outside to find the worst, George was no more.
My best buddy, Eric, was up the street at the time, tearing apart ice plant leaves to observe the green, wet innards. He got a look at the car as it skidded around the corner and headed down into the industrial part of town. The license plate read "BRIMLEY".
Because he's not Meg Ryan.
Because he is supposed to be popular in that gruff lovable older guy way with the wisdom of the world to dole out to the youngsters of the world. He gives oatmeal a bad name.
Actually, I don't...I think he's kinda neat for an old guy...probably 'cause I grew up seeing him as a grandpa type on television...I'm sure if the only thing I'd seen him ever do is Quaker Oatmeal commercials, then I'd probably hate him too.
I hate Wilford Brimley because it makes it easer to enjoy the scene of the movie The Firm in which Tom Cruise kicks the crap out of him. I also question the sincerity of his praise for oatmeal. If there's one thing that man hasn't done consistently over his life, it's eat oatmeal.