Sometimes people in my office are atwitter with celebrity gossip. I'm not that old, but I feel so out of touch with the hot new celebrities (TM). I just can't bring myself to care - and I can't understand how people take their pr spinning seriously. It's all so calculated to sell us movies, and they're all gay anyhow. Twisty serves it up with her usual clarity:
But celebrities are a different story. They are not public individuals,
they are public globs of marketing. They enbiggen nothing worthwhile.
Their genius is limited to their mastery of slimming techniques and
pole dancing. Their “work” is to a) recite scripted dialogue under
direction, b) conform to patriarchal beauty standards while doing it,
c) summarily execute a sex scandal or a drug problem, and d) write a
book about it. It is an unfortunate myth that anybody, however asinine or repellent, can be famous. This gives false hope to the masses—who necessarily view fame as the pinnacle of human achievement—which in turn feeds the mammoth industry that sustains celebrity. Celebrities are like televangelists, bilking the hapless out of their hard-earned cash with the promise of a better life, then jetting off to St. Tropez to get the hell away from them. Brooke Shields, Katie Holmes, and all similar vapid receptacles of proletarian fantasy are the bourgeois royalty of capitalism.
Click the pick to see this ridiculous story (kinda buried after a lukewarm Laura Bush impersonation - stick to the jokes, Mr. Stewart, for us fans) about the Bushies keeping queer families away from the annual White House Easter Egg Hunt photo op. On onegoodmove.
Anyone who's spend much time in NYC in the past few years has experienced the high theater of Falun Gong protests. Just like above, it's a feast of fake torture scenes and the always lovable abortion photos. Like me, you might not have understood just what's happening here - and how the Chrysler building factors in.
In short, they're a religious minority being persecuted in China (though there's debate about how real the torture allegations are). Fine. Know you know, but before you start getting sappy for them, remember, like most religious groups, they hate homos:
"The disgusting homosexuality reflects the dirty mental abnormality that has lost ability to reason at this time."
Ask the next flyer-pusher who gets in your face why no love for the queers... (or just walk on by guilt-free) I'll chalk the Chrysler Building association up to that most cliche of New Yorkisms: it's all about real estate, and any protester savvy enough for the full-on torture make-up isn't about to waste it on some out-of-the way spot...
Hi there readers. It was the endurance of long stretch of confined boredom that finally drove me to putting together this blog one year ago today. I'd been thinking about it for years (literally) and talking about it for much too long. I thank you for reading and ask you now to join me in prayer:
May the Blessed Virgin continue to show up in the most unlikely of places (and food items). May godbags continue to insert their collective foot in their collective mouth with bran flake regularity. May our side continue to win the war of graphic design and may Jesus continue to be my punchline. (oh and god - if you happen to exist, could you ease of on the persecution of teh gays? It's getting a bit bo-ring).