Anna Nicole Smith
ANNA NICOLE SMITH IS DEAD.
You hadn't HEARD, right? Because you don't follow celebrity gossip like PeaceBang does, and you were watching the SERIOUS news all day, where they didn't mention it.
(sarcastic cough)
I have to admit that when I heard the news I definitely had an emotional reaction. Which is strange, but just a testament to how effective the whole Rupert Murdoch We Own Your Brain phenomenon is on my apparently impressionable little mind.
Anna Nicole wasn't someone I thought that I was remotely interested in even as a curiosity. I watched a few minutes of her MTV show a few times and stayed glued to the tv in open-mouthed horror until I willed myself to reach for the remote kind of like you reach for a crucifix when Dracula comes around. I have to say, Anna Nicole's special combination of relentless self-promotion and excruciating drug-addled haplessness was mesmerizing. And of course she had those ridiculous, parodic bazooms and the peroxide blonde Hollwood Aphrodite archetypal thing going. Poor kid.
Yesterday at the gym I tried hard to concentrate on my podcast of "Speaking Of Faith" while distracting images of naughty astronauts flashe on the row of televisions parked in front of the treadmills and I thought, "O Lord, please let me get through this week without having to find out what that's all about." I still don't know. I'm not missing anything serious, am I?
And now, every channel will be the All Anna Nicole, All The Time. Which means we're going on an NPR news diet this week at La Casa de PeaceBang.
No disrespect to the dead, of course.
You hadn't HEARD, right? Because you don't follow celebrity gossip like PeaceBang does, and you were watching the SERIOUS news all day, where they didn't mention it.
(sarcastic cough)
I have to admit that when I heard the news I definitely had an emotional reaction. Which is strange, but just a testament to how effective the whole Rupert Murdoch We Own Your Brain phenomenon is on my apparently impressionable little mind.
Anna Nicole wasn't someone I thought that I was remotely interested in even as a curiosity. I watched a few minutes of her MTV show a few times and stayed glued to the tv in open-mouthed horror until I willed myself to reach for the remote kind of like you reach for a crucifix when Dracula comes around. I have to say, Anna Nicole's special combination of relentless self-promotion and excruciating drug-addled haplessness was mesmerizing. And of course she had those ridiculous, parodic bazooms and the peroxide blonde Hollwood Aphrodite archetypal thing going. Poor kid.
Yesterday at the gym I tried hard to concentrate on my podcast of "Speaking Of Faith" while distracting images of naughty astronauts flashe on the row of televisions parked in front of the treadmills and I thought, "O Lord, please let me get through this week without having to find out what that's all about." I still don't know. I'm not missing anything serious, am I?
And now, every channel will be the All Anna Nicole, All The Time. Which means we're going on an NPR news diet this week at La Casa de PeaceBang.
No disrespect to the dead, of course.
posted by PeaceBang at 6:15 PM
5 Comments:
Anna Nicole Smith is dead! Long Live Anna Nicole Smith!!!
Amen. And how many people died in Iraq and elsewhere yesterday? Yet all we hear about is Anna Nicole. You have company on the NPR news diet.
Here's one for you...name last year's Nobel Peace Prize winner (no fair "Googling")
I know the details, but can't come up with the name. Sadly, I know more about Anna Nicole.
Bread and circus, bread and circus...
I just discovered Harvard Divinity educated, war corresponded Chris Hedges today (thanks to his appearance on the Colbert Report with his new book calling the Christian Right fascists) and am now interested in his writing about war as an addiction. Perhaps this needs its own post, but I figured that PeaceBangers would know of him
No, you don't need to know anything about the astronaut in the news. Just ignore it. I wish I had.
I learned about it when I was at my grandmother's care center and saw the headline on a tv in one of the rooms. Her life was so tumultuous, but it has no bearing on my own. Fortunately, I can avoid televisions most of the time. We have a projector screen tv downstairs but it's only on when there's a specific show to watch.
I listen to NPR every day! It is so great. I think they're in the midst of a donation drive right now. I need to become a member of Oregon Public Radio; I really do listen to it a lot.
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