--- Ok, Janet's Boobie.

Instead of actually watching the Superbowl last night, I watched Independence Day
on Fox. I don't give a rat's ass about pro football. It's boring. It's
players are owned by corporations who expect us to give over all our
money to cheer for players who have no loyalty to the teams they play.
That's the whole NFL thing summed up in a nutshell. It's greedy and
it's boring. Enough said. But I like the Superbowl commercials. They're
fun. So, you have to watch some of the football to get to the good
stuff. Invariably, though, with my luck, I kept getting the actual
Superbowl programming instead of the commercials. I was cursed. Every
single flipping time I changed the channel, I got the actual game and
halftime program instead of the good stuff. Someone was working the
voodoo last night. It should have been called Freaky Friday instead of
Superbowl Sunday---everything was turned around from the way things
normally work. Usually, you get commercials when you flip to another
channel. That's just the way God designed the definition of the term
"ironic." This is the way things are supposed to work, damnit! I was
counting on this! This principle ensured I would get to see the
commercials and VERY little game. Last night, the Devil was in charge
of things, obviously, and as a result, I got Janet's boob on my TV
screen for about five seconds. This is what happens when the Devil gets
his fingers into the pie, you know. You have to sit through Justin
Timberlake and Janet Jackson lipsynching and grinding themselves into
oblivion---something that would NEVER happen in real life---and then
you get to see Justin rip off an obviously velcroed boob cover. Now,
this didn't bother me because I took a few things into account: the
halftime show had been billed up and down the river as being produced
by MTV. I, who paid so little attention to the hype leading up to the
game did not know even who was playing in it, knew this. I also knew
that CBS, who is owned by Viacom, was throwing a bone to MTV which, by
some weird twist of fate, is also owned by Viacom. It's big media
having a party for itself. They're bound to push the limits of
acceptability in this regard. Sort of like the Stanley Cup playoffs
last year. Then you had the Anaheim Mighty Ducks, a Disney owned
enterprise, being shown on ESPN and ABC, who also advertised the hell
out of those games, more so in my estimation than the actual
championship series---particularly when the New Jersey Devils started
beating the snot out of the Ducks. Disney backed away from promoting
the series, in my opinion. I have no facts to back this one up, it's
just a gut feeling. They were making plenty of money as it was no need
to push it anymore. In this case pride went before the fall, as well.
They pushed the envelope, in other words. They tried to see what they
could get away with. It's pretty simple stuff. In this case, it was the
supposedly accidental airing of Janet's boob. I don't think it was
accidental. Just look at the slide show. Does she look really all that
surprised that he yanked her bustier? No. Look at the pictures of the
pastie she wore---was she really all that concerned that TV lights
would get through that inpenetrable fabric we all know as black leather
and someone would see---gasp!---her nipple? Why'd she wear such a fancy
pastie? If it really was a cover-job-pastie only, why the hell was it
so fancy? How come Justin, who, let's face it, is not exactly The Hulk,
able to pull that thing off if it wasn't velcroed? Leather stitching is
tough to rip through. Ask any seamstress. No, that sucker was supposed
to come off because MTV wanted to push it. These are the same people
who produced that shocker of a kiss between Britney and Madonna last
summer at the VMA's? Why is anyone surprised that Janet's boob
got aired (both literally and figuratively speaking) last night? CBS,
too, wanted that thing to come off. Everyone's talking about it---means
good ratings. What I'm ticked about is, that despite the reasoning that
this is a con job, Viacom, CBS, MTV and
Justin Timberlake expect us to believe it was a "wardrobe malfunction."
Oh, come on! How stupid do you think I am? What am I? A sheep? Boob
doesn't bother me. It's a mammary gland---a part of the female anatomy.
Every woman has them---even your mother. If you're freaked out by a
mammary gland, you're the one with issues, not Janet. Janet's going to
get a write off on her latest round of plastic surgery. Good for her.
It was an impressive boob. So, as long as she keeps her mouth
shut, I'm not going to pick on her for showing off. So, the boob
doesn't bother me, it's the blatant covering of asses that bothers me.
They're trying to get out of paying the FCC a fine. That's it. And
that's just irresponsible and gutless. If you want to shock people,
you'd better be willing to pay the consequences for said shocking.
---Trudging through snow to store now. Fajitas for dinner and I need
limes for the marinade. Thank God we only live a few blocks away. No
way in hell am I getting anywhere near the car right now.

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