A Week in the Life of Gustavo

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domingo, fevereiro 01, 2004

Poetic Justice...

The times I'm in agreement with Matt Drudge are so rare...this coming bromide is the first time I've ever been on the same side of the issue as he is!

Saw the Super Bowl with the Boys. Good game, and I even won three bloody dollars at Texas Hold 'Em. But during the halftime show, Justin Timberlake ripped off a part of Janet Jackson's dress, exposing a breast.

"I am sorry that anyone was offended by the wardrobe malfunction during the halftime performance of the Super Bowl," Timberlake said in a statement. "It was not intentional and is regrettable."

An MTV press release after the game:

HOUSTON, Feb. 1 /PRNewswire/ -- The tearing of Janet Jackson's costume was unrehearsed, unplanned, completely unintentional and was inconsistent with assurances we had about the content of the performance. MTV regrets this incident occurred and we apologize to anyone who was offended by it.

I'm actually seeing footage of the incident off Drudge's site--it's rather disturbing. Jackson seems content, then Timberlake suddenly reaches over her chest and rips. Her head snaps back, then she immediately covers her chest. Looks almost like a rape.

But I refuse to give anyone the benefit of the doubt here. Even if it was unintentional, the rest of the skit--with Jackson snaking over Timberlake like a snake on a tree--was prurient, disgusting, and indicative of our society.

Do I have a problem with sex--am I a prude like so many of Uds. maintain? Absolutely not--hell, porno kept me off the streets. But there needs to be a point to flashing or public displays of sex. When this nation's celebrities do it--Paris Hilton's lame video, the Madonna/Britney osculation, and now this--it's usually done to garner attention for a product: themselves. Capitalism run amok. That's how popular culture treats sex now--consumerism, a status symbol. Look at me--I flash everyone and sleep with any guy or gal I want to! I'm liberated!

Fuck that. One of the reasons I have respect for porn is that it never pretends to be anything other than what is is--bonking. They're not trying to sell anything other than the act and the people in it. Shocking here is nothing. And that's why I've never appreciated Madonna. She's a shrewd businesswoman, yes, but all her moves save for "Like a Virgin" seem crass, coldly calculated. The only true sexual rebels are pornographers who use this nation's prudent beginnings to win freedom of speech for all of us. And so, I end this moralistic, perverted rant with a Rotten.com paean to pornographers:

Pornography is not an easy business. It requires a constant supply of fresh new talent, an eye for new trends in fetishes and desires, a willingness to stand up against the hypocritical anger of your customer base, and a familiarity with organized crime. Between being made an easy target for politicians looking for cheap votes, and having to negotiate what part of your income must be used to pay off those who need paying off, you stand to make a huge fortune indeed... if you live to spend it.

As a result of this, the professional pornographer (those who make a living at it and don't dabble on the edges) tend to be strong, maniacal personalities who can bluster and demand with the rest of them. They're outspoken, brash, and as distrustful of the media as only one who is part of the media can be. They might carry a gun, not to use it, but because that's what has to be done.

They are demonized, they are hated, they are sometimes violently attacked.

They are freedom.

Amen to that.

Birthday week is now!