It may perhaps be biased to even glance at such a story. Low-hanging, insignificant, too significant, wildly polarizing, etc... Imagine an undergarment modified with toy firearms, worn by yesteryear's darling at a backwoods concert. It could be happening all around you. You are too late to prevent it. How does it make you feel? How would you articulate your throwaway internet response? Which season of the news cycle is it?
Would you dabble stylistically with poetry? Insist upon your innocence? Would you highlight the absurdity of the situation? What can one do but look towards better times? And where are they?
And what is nostalgia? It is not a refuge for everyone, and it is only comforting insofar as it is delusion. The debate will always rage, and its warriors will remain eternally insufferable.
Sensitivity is passe except at extreme proximity, it seems. Someone should ask Doris Day about this whole thing: she will hopefully possess a superior perspective and greater wisdom. I fear she won't – then again, she never had to resort to gimmicks and never earned nine million (USD $9,000,000) 2011 dollars* in one year. The whole numbing madness of the world is nothing new, after all.
* estimate based on hearsay
No comments:
Post a Comment