Sunday, February 2, 2014
For Those Who Care for That Sort of Thing
Apparently there's a football game today.
While I'm the last person to get caught up in our great national sports-industrial complex,* there's never a bad reason to consider a little prime beef, is there?
Personally, I tend to think of this not so much in athletic terms as a chance to mark the anniversary of the death of poor Miss Janet Jackson's career. Her reckless moment (which was as much Mr. Timberlake's, although from all I hear he continues to go from strength to strength) reinforces my belief in Miss Stein's adage (originally on the death of Miss Isadora Duncan) that "affectations can be dangerous" - in this case, a rather unflattering piece of nipple jewelry in place of scarves, but still...
* I long ago shared the closest I ever got to this second national pastime, and I've never really given it much thought since.