The Puritans Have Taken Over The Asylum
Members of Congress are lining up to buy their stovepipe hats, donning sackcloth and ashes, racing to sheath piano legs right across the land.*
Janet Nipplegate Jackson was, apparently, bleeped last night during her Letterman appearance for daring to utter the blasphemous expletive "Jesus" on Nash-o-nawl Tee Vee.
Oh for feck's sake...
Ma's out, Pa's out, let's talk rude!
Janet has clearly time-slipped into a curious netherworld, where everything in her life now has an in-built 5 second delay. Must make casual conversations chez Janet a little odd.
"Hi Janet!"
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"Oh, hi! How are you?"
"I'm great thanks, and you?"
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"Great!"
I look forward to some novel experiments with syncopation on her next album.
And meanwhile, to the CBS Thought Police: Get a grip.
Just for the record, here's the synopsis of Monday night's CSI:Miami episode - the show running in the 10:00 slot, right before the news and Letterman:
"A newspaper reporter accompanies a city councilman's aide to a drug-infested part of Miami known as the "Golden Triangle" to get information for a story and the aide is gunned down inside an abandoned building. Horatio focuses his investigation on the reporter, who was suspiciously unharmed during the attack. Later, another writer from the same paper is found shot to death inside the trunk of her car, which was reported stolen."
Which do you think would be more shocking to watch - graphic, violent drug crimes, or Janet Sodding Jackson's mildly naughty language?
Imagine parking a 6 year old kid in front of both shows, and you tell me which would be more disturbing.
Would I let my 6 year old son watch CSI: Miami? Hell, no!
But would it bother me if he overheard some silly celebrity breaking the third commandment? Not in the least.
Guess I'm just a person of low moral standards.
*oo er, he said "sheath". Chortle, smirk, gumpf...
