Roseanne Barr is back in the news this week after a controversial photo shoot with Jewish hipster mag Heeb.
Barr did a layout with the publication which depicts the former prime-time queen as a Hitler-esque (complete with tiny mustache) housewife removing a tray of burnt gingerbread “Jew Cookies” from an oven. In the piece, Barr characteristically bares all as she prepares to embrace another controversy.
As the “Domestic Goddess” dons the famous moustache, transforming into “Domestic Goddess Hitler,” I notice that she’s beginning to have fun. She nails the Fuehrer’s facial expressions with twisted glee, and as she takes the burnt gingerbread “Jew Cookies” out of the oven it occurs to me that Barr may be the last celebrity utterly incapable of giving a f*ck—a quality theoretically easy to embody until it’s time to face the practical repercussions. “Franklin Ajae, Paul Mooney, Mort Sahl and Dick Gregory’s passings will tear my kishkas out,” Barr laments. “They gave everything they had to just tell the truth, and they couldn’t make a decent living because of the choice they made—not selling out to Hollywood.”
While Barr’s recent party trick is certainly offensive and controversial, the Jewish grandma did end up with at least one fan. Says the article’s author:
When the photographer suggests that we pose together for a quick snapshot, I put my arm around this slightly eccentric drinker and pot smoker who gets off on dressing like a Nazi, and it dawns on me: I adore her.