This blog is becoming altogether too serious. Even I can hardly stand to reread all my recent drivel about religion and good works and other holy horseshit.
Have I become a long-in-the-tooth, long-faced Mrs. Grundy?
It's worrisome. I don't laugh at much of anything anymore. I need an attitude adjustment, big time--something to remind me that, in 100 years, even Ann Coulter will be dead.
Halloween is approaching. That's probably good. I hate kids and their asinine costumes and their whiny expectations of candy. Still, I look forward to the crappy old slasher movies that always crop up on the cable channels at this time of year.
I miss Elvira, though. Elvira, Mistress of the Dark. Does anyone remember her? She used to introduce late- night, campy horror films on one of the Los Angeles stations that no one watched. Kind of a cross between a sex-crazed Lily Munster and an Ann Coulter with boobs. Dialogue was straight (!) out of The Mysteries of Udolpho (woo hoo, woo hoo...).
BTW, what ever happened to CAMP? The gays seem to have stopped doing it--and now, all that's left is Betty White on SNL. Sad. That's what respectability has done to homosexuality: the "knowing wink" is no longer necessary--and, consequently, we have lost a minor art form. Ann Coulter would be "camp," if only she knew she was really a man who had viciously ripped off her own penis in a sleepwalking fit of Republican Rage about Getting Screwed. But, of course, the same unfortunate episode also deprived her of her memory (it was in her penis) and without self-awareness (the wink), there simply can be no true camp.
A.C. still has an Adam's apple, though. Maybe she'll notice it one of these days.
Here's another vital question: what's with all the pumpkins everywhere? If life gives you pumpkins, what should you do? Don't tell me to make pies. Even ugly faces on Jack-o-Lanterns are numbingly conventional.
Perhaps, given the ubiquity of our subject matter, we could make analogies. Remember analogies? They used to appear in the verbal section of the SAT, but as students became less and less verbal and more and more wasted, analogies were replaced by something more "accessible" and esteem-building. Not sure what. Multiple choice pictures? Not very verbal, but scores went up, so everyone was smarter.
Pumpkin is to Halloween as _________________ is to Fox News.
The answer, of course, is Ann Coulter, Mistress of Muck.
YOU can draw the picture.