Three cheers for Lady Justice
Apparently the big news from the Super Bowl was that Janet Jackson’s right mammary was exposed to the elements during the halftime show.
You know, I could care less about that particular boob. Or her breasts. Or the Super Bowl, for that matter, especially after the CBS network refused to air the commercial produced by MoveOn. CBS’ particularly vile and irresponsible form of hypocrisy needs no exposition, so to speak.
The idea that the government is considering an FCC investigation on the halftime stunt (unlike Reuters, I cannot bring myself to use the term ‘probe’ in reference to a Jackson family member) is particularly aggravating.
Of all-things-FCC that deserve investigation, they choose this?
Hey! Didn’t John Ashcroft spend $8000 of taxpayer money to cover the bare-breasted statue of Lady Justice in a burqua? Think he’s the wizard behind the curtains of this investigation?
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Comment posted at 13:09 on Monday, February 02, 2004
I completely forgot about CBS’s refusal of airing the MoveOn commercial. Just goes to show you, television and John Ashcroft are the devil.
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Comment posted at 07:41 on Tuesday, February 03, 2004
We are creatures of habit. With the closet deal I suggest you went looking knowing that it couldn’t be there so the brain just threw an old bit-map image or two without the ball. Your imagination kind of figured that it was going to be there so why turn a new scan on. Your wife too knows well that the ball shouldn’t be in the closet, and probably did the same. It was there all right. Like so many things, you just didn’t want to see it. Therein lies the supernatural—the ball was outside your vision.
I have one story too. My son kicked a ball over a high fence into a restricted government area. I told him not to kick against the wall because it’d go over. He said sure, ignored me and I think within a minute kicked it over. I told him that was the end of the ball and he wasn’t going to get another too soon. We went home. We live in Tokyo. And that was it. The loss of the ball haunted my poor young son, and he asked if he could go back and try and rescue it. Not one to stop challenges, or remove a sense futility, I said OK. Half an hour he came back with the ball. He said he had found a long stick and used it to roll the ball back close to the bars of the fence and just pulled it through. I knew this was impossible, the ball was twice, three times as wide as the gap between the bars and this ball was filled with air, rock hard. We went back to the park with the ball and tried to push it back the other way. Neither of us could get anywhere close to it. It was a joke. No? No! He had the ball. The stick he showed me was miles too short for the job. He got the ball. I sat him down and told him what he had done was impossible, and told him to remember it. It’ll come in handy. I don’t think he got what I was hinting at—but it’ll come back when he needs it.
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heisenberg
Comment posted at 19:26 on Tuesday, February 03, 2004
With the Patriots in the game, and winning at the time, Janet was doing her patriotic Paul Revere thing—one if by land, two if by sea.
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