CALL ME crazy (and probably several other creative and decidedly inappropriate names as well), but sex is so boring.
It's everywhere. Judging by the plethora of sexual references and imagery on TV, in the movies, in magazines, even in newspapers, one would think that our society has this collective, immense obsession with sex and everything relating to it.
This is, of course, true -- for some people. However, the producers behind this media frenzy seem to think that sex is so "hip" and "edgy" that everything they produce must be loaded with sexual jokes and references in order to grab people's attention. Sure, that was a great idea -- 30 years ago. Today, it's so overdone that no one even bats an eyelash.
My frustration at this media overkill has built up so much that I have to deviate from the traditional opinion column to the less professional, but certainly more enjoyable, style that my Cavalier Daily Guide to Opinion Writing calls the "personal narrative."
A few weeks ago, I sat down to watch the MTV Video Music Awards, expecting to see the usual off-color jokes, various feuding rappers and the occasional middle-aged celebrity trying to be "young" and "hip" by wearing a Kurt Cobain t-shirt or something of that nature. I saw all of these, of course, but I was also treated to the now-infamous Britney Spears-Madonna-Cristina Aguilera make-out session.
Despite whatever reactions that scene might have provoked among pubescent males, to me it was just three fading pop stars grasping at whatever straws they could in order to make headlines and regain their once-cool status. The oversexed singers are losing their appeal -- Cristina's dirty, Madonna's just old and oops