Sean Penn’s Son Called a Photog a ‘Fa**ot’ and a ‘Ni***r’
Intent on carrying on the douchebag lineage, Sean Penn’s son, Hopper, 19, was following his dad into a medical building when he pushed a black photographer, called him a “fa**ot” and then a “f*cking ni**er.” Of course, he said the last two things when he was safely inside the building where the photographer couldn’t follow.
Nearby cops asked what happened. The photog said it was just a verbal argument and didn’t want to press charges.
Hopper went straight to daddy’s publicist who told him to apologize. Hopper said, “I was accosted by paparazzi and made to feel like an animal, threatened and under attack, but that does not condone my own actions. I deeply regret my choice of words.” Apparently Hopper also inherited his dad’s sense of hyperbole.
The incident was caught on film (you can check it out at the link). You can clearly see how Hopper’s back was against the wall and how he was under siege and that every minute of his walk down that wide open street into that medical building was a fight for survival. He’s so brave.
Where did he learn language like that? No doubt from his hypocritical, douche bag father, of course. Does anyone really believe Sean gives a s**t about Haiti? It’s the only way that piece of s**t can get any press. Besides, no one believed that grease ball could land Scarlett without paying the going rate…it’s tough being a has-been.
Seriously, when you are in people’s face like that for a living, you should know that they are eventually going to retaliate. I don’t like people in my face, and I’m sure this knucklehead doesn’t either. When you have a job invading people’s privacy, then you must learn to roll with the punches. He was very unprofessional by smarting back to the Penn kid. He is unprofessional and shouldn’t be doing that for a living. Two wrongs don’t make a right. This A$$hole doesn’t know how it feels to be in the spotlight 24/7 having every move you make, and… Read more »
Oh, Miss Orlando… that was the saddest defense of a spoiled little rich kid I’ve ever heard. The photographer, by virtue of standing in a public space while holding a camera, deserved to be called a f****t and a n****r? Perhaps it’s just your time of the month. Period.