Ultimate Cavalcade of Sad Guys


Can you identify them all? Here is the earlier post, and here is a related must-read story by my pal John Schwartz at the New York Times: "In Defense of Weepy Men." Thank you John Boehner for inspiring us all. (Crappy Photoshop by Xeni)


    1. Nah. I asked for shocked kitteh because we haven’t seen him in a while, and Boehner weeping is already old and annoying.

  1. when i was but a tad i was often admonished: “big boys don’t cry”; so i stopped (and now i’m an old man). the next generation of males was told “it’s ok to cry”. so they did; vide-supra. (“Mad Men” reference notwithstanding as it is highly anachronistic)

    now with the disgust of beck-n-boehner upon us, it’s back to the bad ol’ training of my generation?

    1. How about “no crying on national TV related to patriotism”, otherwise it’s okay to cry?


  2. I am so loving the evolution of this weep-fest! Today’s update had me laughing so hard that, yes, I cried.


  3. How fucking dare anyone out there make fun of sad guys after all they have been through?! All you people care about is . . .readers and making money off of them.

    THEYRE HUMAN! (Mostly. Not the kitteh or the frog.) What you don’t realize is that Sad Guys are making you all this money and all you do is write a bunch of crap about them.

    All you people want is MORE! MORE-MORE, MORE: MORE!.

    LEAVE THEM ALONE! You are lucky they even performed for you BASTARDS! LEAVE SAD GUYS ALONE! Please.

  4. Wait a second now… does our Lord & Savior have Himself a migraine? Or is it simply what my high school biology teacher called Flat Forehead Syndrome (and what you kids call facepalm) at the histrionics featured above His blessed head?

  5. Xeni, where is Jimmy Swaggart?

    (btw, did you know the crying Indian guy wasn’t actually Native American?)

  6. I cried at work today. I would actually give just about anything to not cry in public. I’m what is known as a “crybaby”. I cry way too easily; when I’m angry, frustrated, sad, scared, etc. Sometimes this happens at inopportune moments, such as at work.

    I am aware of how manipulative it must seem. It isn’t at all. I can’t help it. I get wound up in particular ways, the tears come. I’ve considered going to a hypnotherapist to stop it.

    I have treated it as an involuntary physical reaction. I have treated it as a moral failing. Neither approach works. It has held me back professionally, and does no favors for how women look in the workplace. I know I’m just one woman, but, like black people, we all get judged for what individuals in a similar demographic do.

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