OUR LADY of PERPETUAL HYPE STRIKES AGAIN!
When in Rome ...
Flash Your Ass!
While performing her hit song "Human Nature" again, the Queen of Pop unzipped her pants and exposed her taut, lacy thong-clad 53-year-old backside to the crowd at Rome's Stadio Olimpico.
Does anyone find any “socially redeeming value” in this sort of exhibitionism?
Does anyone find it titillating?
Does anyone find it comical?
I suppose women in late middle age might find it inspiring, but I rather hope not. Grandmas running around looking –– and acting –– like hookers on the prowl would make a depressing, not-to-say unnerving, spectacle.
What does this say about the age in which we live? What does it imply?
She can’t sing worth a damn. She can’t dance. She’s not pretty. She’s certainly not beautiful. All she has, as far as I can see, is unmitigated gall.
Colossal effrontery is no substitute for genuine talent.
It bothers the hell out of me that, apparently, this tedious exhibitionism is enough to make a proudly-low-class floozy enduringly popular and many times a millionaire, while many truly beautiful, greatly gifted, well-trained, highly-skilled people are literally starving for work and lack of recognition.
I admit to being shocked, but only because I’m not shocked, if that makes any sense?
Does any of this matter to you?