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12:20:2003 Entry: "Ann : Put it back in the closet."

Put it back in the closet.

I was painting for a great portion of the morning after I put Lucifer Sam away in his crate so that I could paint unbothered (he's a pain in the ass in my studio). I was very hungry, but my hands were full of paint and I didn't want to fix myself something to eat because I'd wake up the dog and then he'd bark to be let out and then I could't finish doing what I needed to do. I painted and painted until I finished the steps I needed to do on the painting. I realized I was so hungry that I was shaking, so I finally fixed myself something to eat. After that, I couldn't quite recover from my shakiness, so I lied down on the futon and watched tv because I was not able to do much else, not even work on my computer. I watched a biography on Lenny Bruce. I didn't find him that funny. I know he was supposed to be some comedic martyr, and yes his life was tragic and the legal nonsense he went through was a waste of the judicial system and his life, but I just didn't find him funny. Am I missing something? He annoyed me. After that program was over, I was flipping through the channels and found something utterly revolting. It was on TLC (the Learning Channel) and it was a male and female wardrobe consultant duo and their hapless victim. The victim was a pretty normal-looking woman--nothing wrong with her choice of clothes or anything--that they were browbeating into humiliation to pick out some sexier and more stylish attire. The male half of the team was obviously a gay man posing as a long-haired himbo. But the disguise was thin...the facial hair didn't cover up his sarcastic accent, and his long hunk hair belied an obvious contempt for very normal, happily married women who had no desire to dress up as RuPaul. I watched about ten minutes of it just for the pure shock value, to see how purely peurile it was and how long I could hold my stomach before wretching. I didn't catch the name of it. I wouldn't be so revolted if this was on the Style channel where something like this would be right at home. Or MTV. But TLC? The Learning Channel? Remember when The Learning Channel was just that...about learning? I remember even a few years ago praising channels like that for the quality programming they had. Science, history, informative, well produced shows. Just what did I learn from this fashion makeover? Not a helluva lot that I would care to know. Oh yeah, I learned that just because someone calls themself a fashion consultant doesn't mean they know beans about classy looking clothes. But I already knew that, didn't I? I did learn that marketing tests prove that Americans would rather watch a couple of snooty New Yorkers shred any and all self esteem from typical, average, normal women for a half an hour than watch something about astronomy, or the ocean, or mating insects, or the civil war, or advancements in medical technology, or ancient Babylon.

Pathetic. And that's even CABLE. I'd hate to see what's on network.

1 Comments

This is what it's all about in these United States. Being shallow, self conscious about meaningless fashions, and making oneself into an overbearing bore with every chance we have. Just more evidence that we all deserve the neo fascist style government that we now have. A mentaly dull president fits us like a high priced pair of gloves.

Posted by Stan @ 08:10:2003:08:35 PM CST

By Ann @ 20:46 PM CST:12:20:03 ..::Link::..