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NOT DEALING WITH REALITY
IGNORING REALITY HAS BECOME our national psychic self-preservation strategy — not
challenging reality, denying it or bothering to change it. We’re tuning out everything that
threatens to invade our willfully oblivious bubble. It’s never been a better time for sentient beings
to get as post-sentient as possible. Get the fuck outta here, reality!
Everywhere you go, you see people with those dazed expressions in their eyes. Those
desperately life-dodging eyes. The eyes you see in paparazzi shots of Jessica Simpson wondering
where everybody went, or Cash Warren telling himself Jessica Alba is back for good. The eyes
that say, “You can’t even guess how profoundly I’ve given up on life. Your zombie roommate
who uses Jethro Tull T-shirts as pillowcases and talks to his Voltron bong? I make him look like
a fucking cheerleader.”
We keep hearing that newspapers are dying, and we keep hearing it’s because of all this shiny
new aweso-media, but it’s probably just because ignoring any kind of news is now a fundamental
part of the nation’s daily routine for not losing what’s left of our shit. What’s going on? The
Protect America Act of 2007 gives the government unlimited powers to tap our phones. The
dollar’s sagging, the economy’s crashing, the polar ice caps are melting six times faster than
before. Cheer us up, Britney! Oh, wait.
Sports can’t keep giving us their traditional escape into a magic kingdom of battles on the field of
honor. The NFL has coaches video-bugging each other and quarterbacks running doggieexecution rings. Baseball, after years of head-in-sand hypocrisy about steroid-gobbling, has
reached the point where even the most idealistic fan assumes everybody’s doped up to Déjà Vuera David Crosby levels. It upsets the cherished American fantasy that sports are good for you,
representing tests of character, rather than a bunch of fucked-at-birth mutant cheats deforming
their bodies with rituals even deadlier than the drugs they ingest to endure them. Hell, Hank
Aaron’s homerun record got broken by a close personal friend of Michael Bolton’s, and that’s a
lot sadder than the fact that he looks like he was juiced up like a Gro-Beast.
Paranoia flows all around us until it’s neutralized, rendered harmless. In New York, subways
rumble under the streets proudly displaying the slogan “Last Year 1,944 New Yorkers Saw
Something And Said Something!” Wait — that’s good news? There were really 1,944 terrorist
attacks last year? Or just 1,944 freakazoids reporting terrorists hiding under the sink? Is the
government even bothering to pretend the difference means anything? If you fear something,
you’ll see something, and there’s so much to be paranoid about that you can expend it anywhere.
Like, have you looked at your Brawny paper towels lately? They replaced the totally gay Brawny
guy with a not-so-gay Brawny guy! They’re trying to de-gay our towels! And nobody cares.
Political debates have shut down. The 2008 candidates are hackity-hack-hacks desperately
appealing to a middle ground that doesn’t exist anymore. “If I know your sect, I anticipate your
argument,” as Emerson used to say. It’s so easy to tune out the idiots we don’t agree with, we
can’t even make each other mad. But the war drags on, and the candidates hope if they keep
ignoring it, it’ll just — poof! — hey, where did all that war go? Gosh, I had the strangest dream.
Scarecrow!
Everybody knows no president has ever lost an election in wartime, so everybody knows the
Republicans will keep the war going through 2008 and win the election. The Democrats have
offered zero opposition to the program of phone-tapping and Bill of Rights butchering. And
since nobody doesn’t mind taking their shoes off at the airport, and since nobody doesn’t know
for a fact it’s absolute bullshit, nobody believes a word either side says. It would only take one
candidate to make a shoes-on pledge, like, “You can have my shoes when you pry them off my
cold, dead feet, and those Red Lobster-hostess blazers look fucking stupid on your policeacademy-dropout ass” and tap into the seething rage in the hearts and minds of the people. But
that would be too much trouble. And maybe a little too much reality. And where does it get you?
Nowhere.
In the Clinton years, there was a bumper sticker that said I LOVE MY COUNTRY BUT I FEAR
MY GOVERNMENT, which was so popular because you could feel that way from the left, the
right or even the middle. But you don’t see that sticker on the road anymore, do you? Because
what moron doesn’t fear the country? Whether you hope the country will protect you from the
government or vice versa, you’re screwed: America has gotten invaded by America. Reality?
Gimme less!
HOT TESTOSTERTARD BRODY JENNER HOT LOVE MARSHA AND JAN HOT
KREMLINOLOGY AXL TATTOO-WATCH HOT PITY PARTY JA RULE
ILLUSTRATION BY BRIAN STAUFFER
PHOTO (COLOR)
~~~~~~~~
By Rob Sheffield
TRUTH BUSTERS
HOT DELUSION
These eyes have seen the future. Behold the brain-burns.
BRITNEY SPEARS
Voice in her head: “No. really, that looks great on you. Hot. Flattering. Would I lie? That’s a
‘show the world you’re awake’ outfit if there ever was one. That’s a Dreamgirls ‘Oh. I’m Going to
Tell You You’re Going’ outfit! Frankly, in that thing, you don’t even need to dance. No. just kind
of stand around and bump into people. That’s hot. Now hold still while I spray-paint your abs.”
ALBERTO GONZALES
Flunking out of the Bush administration for lying to Congress? That’s like Steven Adler getting
kicked out of G ‘n R for drugs! Best resignation speech ever: “We’re all human and all of us
make mistakes, and the thing that’s important is to identify when those mistakes are made,
acknowledge the mistakes, correct the mistakes and then you move on.” Translation: “Waaah.”
MYSTERY
Welcome to VHI’s The Pickup Artist. It’s the “Demonstration of Douchetlvity Mesmerization.”
You establish a connectivity uplink with a girl and say, “The way you keep texting, It makes me
wonder what you look like naked.” You also host a sexual Special Olympics telethon and hide
your hair-loss issues under a big, furry Dr. Seuss hat.
CAMERON DIAZ
Cameron at Live Earth: Environmental meltdown is a top-down problem if ever there was one.
but actual environmental legislation would be so. you know, right? Right! Cameron Diaz tells us
we can help global warming by wearing more tank tops! “It’s crazy how much of a difference
each one of us can make!” Thanks. Camz! LULAS! See ya underwater!
GEORGE W. BUSH
Like the rest of us, very disappointed in The Hills this season.
NOT DEALING WITH REALITY
IGNORING REALITY HAS BECOME our national psychic self-preservation strategy — not
challenging reality, denying it or bothering to change it. We’re tuning out everything that
threatens to invade our willfully oblivious bubble. It’s never been a better time for sentient beings
to get as post-sentient as possible. Get the fuck outta here, reality!
Everywhere you go, you see people with those dazed expressions in their eyes. Those
desperately life-dodging eyes. The eyes you see in paparazzi shots of Jessica Simpson wondering
where everybody went, or Cash Warren telling himself Jessica Alba is back for good. The eyes
that say, “You can’t even guess how profoundly I’ve given up on life. Your zombie roommate
who uses Jethro Tull T-shirts as pillowcases and talks to his Voltron bong? I make him look like
a fucking cheerleader.”
We keep hearing that newspapers are dying, and we keep hearing it’s because of all this shiny
new aweso-media, but it’s probably just because ignoring any kind of news is now a fundamental
part of the nation’s daily routine for not losing what’s left of our shit. What’s going on? The
Protect America Act of 2007 gives the government unlimited powers to tap our phones. The
dollar’s sagging, the economy’s crashing, the polar ice caps are melting six times faster than
before. Cheer us up, Britney! Oh, wait.
Sports can’t keep giving us their traditional escape into a magic kingdom of battles on the field of
honor. The NFL has coaches video-bugging each other and quarterbacks running doggieexecution rings. Baseball, after years of head-in-sand hypocrisy about steroid-gobbling, has
reached the point where even the most idealistic fan assumes everybody’s doped up to Déjà Vuera David Crosby levels. It upsets the cherished American fantasy that sports are good for you,
representing tests of character, rather than a bunch of fucked-at-birth mutant cheats deforming
their bodies with rituals even deadlier than the drugs they ingest to endure them. Hell, Hank
Aaron’s homerun record got broken by a close personal friend of Michael Bolton’s, and that’s a
lot sadder than the fact that he looks like he was juiced up like a Gro-Beast.
Paranoia flows all around us until it’s neutralized, rendered harmless. In New York, subways
rumble under the streets proudly displaying the slogan “Last Year 1,944 New Yorkers Saw
Something And Said Something!” Wait — that’s good news? There were really 1,944 terrorist
attacks last year? Or just 1,944 freakazoids reporting terrorists hiding under the sink? Is the
government even bothering to pretend the difference means anything? If you fear something,
you’ll see something, and there’s so much to be paranoid about that you can expend it anywhere.
Like, have you looked at your Brawny paper towels lately? They replaced the totally gay Brawny
guy with a not-so-gay Brawny guy! They’re trying to de-gay our towels! And nobody cares.
Political debates have shut down. The 2008 candidates are hackity-hack-hacks desperately
appealing to a middle ground that doesn’t exist anymore. “If I know your sect, I anticipate your
argument,” as Emerson used to say. It’s so easy to tune out the idiots we don’t agree with, we
can’t even make each other mad. But the war drags on, and the candidates hope if they keep
ignoring it, it’ll just — poof! — hey, where did all that war go? Gosh, I had the strangest dream.
Scarecrow!
Everybody knows no president has ever lost an election in wartime, so everybody knows the
Republicans will keep the war going through 2008 and win the election. The Democrats have
offered zero opposition to the program of phone-tapping and Bill of Rights butchering. And
since nobody doesn’t mind taking their shoes off at the airport, and since nobody doesn’t know
for a fact it’s absolute bullshit, nobody believes a word either side says. It would only take one
candidate to make a shoes-on pledge, like, “You can have my shoes when you pry them off my
cold, dead feet, and those Red Lobster-hostess blazers look fucking stupid on your policeacademy-dropout ass” and tap into the seething rage in the hearts and minds of the people. But
that would be too much trouble. And maybe a little too much reality. And where does it get you?
Nowhere.
In the Clinton years, there was a bumper sticker that said I LOVE MY COUNTRY BUT I FEAR
MY GOVERNMENT, which was so popular because you could feel that way from the left, the
right or even the middle. But you don’t see that sticker on the road anymore, do you? Because
what moron doesn’t fear the country? Whether you hope the country will protect you from the
government or vice versa, you’re screwed: America has gotten invaded by America. Reality?
Gimme less!
HOT TESTOSTERTARD BRODY JENNER HOT LOVE MARSHA AND JAN HOT
KREMLINOLOGY AXL TATTOO-WATCH HOT PITY PARTY JA RULE
ILLUSTRATION BY BRIAN STAUFFER
PHOTO (COLOR)
~~~~~~~~
By Rob Sheffield
TRUTH BUSTERS
HOT DELUSION
These eyes have seen the future. Behold the brain-burns.
BRITNEY SPEARS
Voice in her head: “No. really, that looks great on you. Hot. Flattering. Would I lie? That’s a
‘show the world you’re awake’ outfit if there ever was one. That’s a Dreamgirls ‘Oh. I’m Going to
Tell You You’re Going’ outfit! Frankly, in that thing, you don’t even need to dance. No. just kind
of stand around and bump into people. That’s hot. Now hold still while I spray-paint your abs.”
ALBERTO GONZALES
Flunking out of the Bush administration for lying to Congress? That’s like Steven Adler getting
kicked out of G ‘n R for drugs! Best resignation speech ever: “We’re all human and all of us
make mistakes, and the thing that’s important is to identify when those mistakes are made,
acknowledge the mistakes, correct the mistakes and then you move on.” Translation: “Waaah.”
MYSTERY
Welcome to VHI’s The Pickup Artist. It’s the “Demonstration of Douchetlvity Mesmerization.”
You establish a connectivity uplink with a girl and say, “The way you keep texting, It makes me
wonder what you look like naked.” You also host a sexual Special Olympics telethon and hide
your hair-loss issues under a big, furry Dr. Seuss hat.
CAMERON DIAZ
Cameron at Live Earth: Environmental meltdown is a top-down problem if ever there was one.
but actual environmental legislation would be so. you know, right? Right! Cameron Diaz tells us
we can help global warming by wearing more tank tops! “It’s crazy how much of a difference
each one of us can make!” Thanks. Camz! LULAS! See ya underwater!
GEORGE W. BUSH
Like the rest of us, very disappointed in The Hills this season.
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