Anyhow, I think going to that high school really taught me to question my own assumptions, to be devil's advocate and to really try to maintain and multi-perspective place. It makes me a contrarian in lots of ways because I'll argue 8 sides of an argument, but it also allows me to slow down, even when I'm really rage, and make an effort to see a second side.
So, like the nun equivalent of Jesuits. Still, Kat, what a stressful situation, especially when what you want to do is rage and smash things and yet you know nothing's going to be accomplished by giving in to the urge.
Man, I love American culture. I'm watching this Christina Aguilera video on VH1, and they put something over her hands when she gives the camera the finger. Writhing around in latex and masks and gags and everything else? Fine. Straddling various men and women? Fine. No nips showing, so it must be OK. Middle finger up? VULGAR!!!
The one I can't understand is the Gaga/Beyonce song "Telephone". Ok, the song I understand, it's a pretty uncomplicated message. But in the (extended) video, there's the odd spot of swearing. For isntance, on separate occasions, both Gaga and Beyonce say "motherf**ker". Our music channels, most of the time, give it the bleep treatment. (They also fuzz out the rat poison recipe, which makes no sense to me, but it's at least mildly heartening that they seem to be more concerned about violence than sex.)
That's the common state of affairs, but there are times (late at night?) when they play the video without the censorship. On these occasions we get to hear Gaga's 'mofo' (it has a not unpleasant drawl, like she's savouring it). But even on these occasions, when the rest of the video is uncensored (including the rat poison recipe), they
still
bleep out Beyonce. This I find utterly baffling. Why censor one of them and not the other?
Watching Telephone also calls to mind those days - it seems an age ago - when Poker Face had recently been released and I thought Lady Gaga's outfits in the video were a bit outrageous. Paparazzi, Bad Romance and Telephone later, it's touching to realise that at the age of forty, I still have innocence left to lose.
I'm all of a sudden seeing Amy as Beavis.
I heard that Nickleback bleep this week, Amy. So ridiculous! The line before mentions Cheech and Chong. Then all of sudden "smoked" is taboo. Eyeroll. For. Ever.
Kat, I am in awe of your self control and perspective.
Stay strong, msbelle!
Cash, those Legos are going in the mail this week. I'm in catch-up mode now that the book is done.
I'm in catch-up mode now that the book is done.
Oh, I feel you, Amy. I've been there all week, basically brushing the dust (literally and metaphorically) off of everything. It's like you emerge from the writing/editing fog to discover that the rest of the world has gone on without you and whoops, you gotta play catch up.
