I think that the holidays feel like frozen noses. I love walking with the dog for long periods of time.

Hopefully it's snowing and you've got to wrap up warm. So I think a frozen nose is

then sweaty armpits because like you're wrapped up so warm but then you're climbing hamps

and heath and you get to the top and you're like and then you can see the breath

but then your nose is still freezing to touch.

Joy and every sip with red cups now back at Starbucks.

Hey, welcome to Whitlock's weekly fire starters. You know who it is, you know what time it is,

and you know what we're here for. So let's get to it.

Hey, on Monday's show, let's just call this one the slap herd round the world. That's right.

In case you've been in lockdown for the past 72 years and you haven't heard,

Will Smith, in the words of Chris Rock himself, just smack the crap out of him at the Oscars.

Take a listen. And by the way, just so you know, it's still the second lowest rated show in the

history of the Oscars. I just thought I had to throw that in there. Go ahead.

God and Hollywood cannot coexist. That's what Denzel Washington should have told Will Smith

at last night's Oscars. Instead, in the aftermath of Smith assaulting comedian Chris Rock on stage,

Washington warned, quote, at your highest moment, be careful. That's when the devil comes for you.

In quote, the devil already has Will Smith. Like Denzel Washington, Smith is trapped inside

the belly of the Hollywood beast. Modern Hollywood is Satan's content farm.

Smith's violent response to a relatively harmless joke was simply more social media friendly content.

A little more than midway through Hollywood's annual celebration of sexual immorality and racial

idolatry, Smith took offense to rock suggesting Jada Pinkett Smith could easily play the role of

GI Jane, a fictional bald Navy seal. Smith walked on stage, slapped Rock, walked back to his front

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