This is Joe's Fault

Wednesday, March 16, 2005

Stuff and Nonsense

The other day I girded my loins, hugged my loved ones, and steeled myself to try and watch the Michael Jackson Trial Re-enactments. Believe me, I certainly didn't want to watch it, and in fact I've been fairly successful in avoiding most of the voyeuristic tripe that has been lovingly shoved down our throats about Jacko for the past few decades. But I thought if I wanted to make fun of it, I've got to at least see a bit of it.

I managed to watch a total of two and a half minutes of the soul-crushing endeavour before I had to turn it off. I guess I'll have to leave the fun-making to the much more competent hands of Lewis Black, Jon Stewart and, well, every other late night comedian out there.

Because I don't want to make fun of it. I want it not to exist. I want the trial not to have happened and the actions that may or may not have led up to a trial not to have happened and I want MJ to have been placed in a nice padded cell when he first started showing sings of the crazies back in the 80s. And I dearly want there to be no market for this godawful stuff.

Ah, but maybe I'm too damn sensitive. Maybe the thing to focus on is not that a bunch of lowlife actors decided to trade their dignity for notoriety and a paycheck, but to see that at least they're not using child actors in this pornographic and utterly unnecessary circle jerk of a broadcast.

Yeah, maybe.

After all, every steaming, heaping pile of dogshit has to have a silver lining, right? Right?!