Everyone loves a whipping boy.
It is fun to decide (for fun and whimsy) to hate something with a faux vehemence. At least it is for me. ‘Cause it’s fun to hate, I have to admit.
For instance, I hate Jimmy Buffet. In a real sense i actually am quite indifferent to him, but that’s so boring. So, for fun, I hate. It is a much more creative emotion than indifference. I personally blame the Margarita for the demise of cocktail culture, eschew corona for its place in the bland unrefined palate of beer drinkers, and adore actual polynesian pop (and cuban/carribean ‘tropical’ pop culture of the 30’s, 40’s). So who becomes the antithesis of the pedestrian versions of these? Who is the poster boy? Jimmy Buffet. Margaritaville gan get nuked. Jimmy buffet can be tied up and beaten with sticks. Fuck all you parrotheads with broken corona bottles. Ahhh. See, that feels soooo good. And I don’t even have to be tormented by actual hate because I’m just playing. I’m sick and twisted that way. Though if I did meet him, I would likely tell him I think he’s a piece of shit.
On that note, I’ve decided to hate the show 24. I’m not in the least interested in it – never was, am not now. I used to like Kiefer Sutherland when he was young and cute. Now he’s boring, ugly, and puffy. You know, I liked this show when it was called “The X files.” Oh, wait, no I didn’t like the “X files” either. Darrin Morgan as a writer — he I liked. The show? Garbage. Somebody just copy and pasted “aliens” with “terrorists.” So Keifer Sutherland can eat a big dick. Well, that’s actually something nice to wish for him in my world, so I’ll just wish for Kiefer to be engrossed by this temporary faulty celebrity, become typecast, and be forgotten. I suppose that’s like wishing for the earth to turn, isn’t it? I really should be more creative in my wishes and such. Perhaps I should wish those who watch 24 be plauged by upset stomachs? Hm. I’ll need to work on this more.
And something to add. Rosario Dawson is not only an excellent actress, she has an amazingly hot rack. Yowza!
I’ve watched 24 on occasion, and though many of your points about the show are valid, I’d like to be spared the upset stomach. To my mind, it’s no better and no worse than the other shows in television’s nebulous drama cloud: ERlostaliastheshieldlawandorder. They’re all filmed in documentary style for “heightened realism,” they all star slumming movie actors, and they all make a big deal out of being able to use the word “asshole.”
Thing is, I know exactly what I’m getting from 24: yelling, shooting, yelling, exposition, cliffhanger. It’s not quite as perfect as the Law and Order formula — crime, investigation, arrest, “motion to supress the gun,” more investigation, trial, conviction/acquittal — but it works well enough for what it is. That said, if there’s anything else to do — anything at all — I don’t watch TV, and I sure as hell don’t miss it when it’s turned off.
Twenty Four can Twenty Fuckoff as far as I’m concerned. There was no Simpsons this Sunday due to it, and that just tipped its scales on my lady justice.
Oh, and someone at Drill was reading a Jimmy Buffet book. It was jotted down in my mind.
ANd yes, more fun to hate, especially with a flase vehemence. There’s nothing like a casually delivered “can rot in hell with a thousand velociraptors anally raping him with their toes” to get you through your day.
Well, It would likely be a pretend stomach ache, so feel free to play along or not as per your wont. 😉
Yes, you understand. Destroying self-built strawmen and all.
Roger that. By the by, I’m with you on Jimmy Buffett, and all he stands for.
You would so hate Key West then.
And I’m the same way about the Doors. Most over rated rock group in history.
However, I love Ft. Lauderdale as it is home to The Mai-Kai, an extant and vintage polynesian pop palace.
One day, we will go there together.