Camille Would Simply Adore Fries With That!
One reason I live in the leafy suburbs of Philadelphia and have never moved to New York or Washington is that, as a cultural analyst, I want to remain in touch with the mainstream of American life. I frequent fast-food restaurants, shop at the mall, and periodically visit Wal-Mart (its bird-seed section is nonpareil).
Oh, snapæ! I shall take Camille’s delightful rota of activities for maintaining one’s common touch under quite welcome advisement, as I fear I have been terribly remiss of late in setting my own agenda for invigorating reconnoître amongst the Falstaffian set. (I myself have never even seen a Wal-Mart, more’s the pity, but a recent cultural excursion to the outlying countryside did briefly find me in a 99 Cent Store. Sadly, no bird seed was on offer, but such a deceptively uncompounded pricing structure for a marvelous array of goods was a cultural revelation and a splendid insight into the financial complexities that are mastered by ordinary Americans every day, much to the chagrin of the urban intelligentsia.)
The continuing publication of the sub-McArdlean salivations of Camille Paglia is proof positive that Joan Walsh could fuck up brushing her teeth. Seriously, when she trips, she probably misses the floor.
One reason I live in the leafy suburbs of Philadelphia and have never moved to New York or Washington
This is your classic example of an answer to a question that no-one was asking.
Wait, she ripped this shit off from a Fraiser episode, right?
“…the leafy suburbs of Philadelphia” is some kind of working class neighborhood? Where the scrapples eat biddle? Only a republican elitist could think so.
Why is this women still wandering about on the loose and not decently locked in an attic somewhere out of the way? Have her family no honor or decency?
Ok, this has gotten straight up surreal.
Come on now. Give me the bottom line.
How stupid do these fuckwads think we are?
mikey
nonpareil
Nice to know that she’s really in touch with mainstream America. I hear that word all the time down at the local feedstore.
The late William F. Buckley apparently discovered Kentucky Fried Chicken in his later years. I’m heartened that he spent his last days as a regular Joe.
Just yesterday I saw a guy, wearing nothing but soiled underpants, sitting on the sofa and scratching himself. He was also drinking cheap beer, from a CAN!
Take that, cultural elitists!
” … Palin has made the biggest step forward in feminism since Madonna … ”
Firstly, no. Secondly, kee-rist, Camille, enough with the touchstones of early 1990’s feminist academia. It kind of undercuts your “take that, Julia Kristeva!” persona to bust out the iconography of feminist theory that were ill-conceived then and tired now.
I’m trying to imagine Paglia actually entering a Wal-Mart. Somehow, I suspect there would be a lot less “Greetings, my fellow Americans-of-the-common-soil, shall we partake of pickles together?” and a lot more “Get your hands off me, filthy hobo swine! I’m just here to get the Zinfandel and Brie! NO ZINFANDEL AND BRIE?!? HOBO SWINE, ME KILL YOU ALL!”
And of course, the Wal-Mart customers would be all “Look, maw, it’s one o’ them lezbeens. I think it’s that one that ain’t done nuthin’ to speak of since that ‘Sexual Personae’ book you got from Cousin Clem that Christmas…”
I try to stay in touch with the common people by working a real f***ing job and having a hard time paying the bills. But the elaborate ruse fails because I don’t fear arugula and don’t suspect Barack Obama of being a secret Muslim.
I like to keep in touch will the hoi palloi by being dirt poor and attending meetings at the DHS to get the food stamps I need to not starve.
I guess what I’m trying to say, is VOTE FOR JROD.
drool… dark chocolate covered with sweet sweet sugar pellets…
Jrod/El Cid 08 – Cuz yoo no we aint no hifalutin’ eeleetist tipes!
The fact is, I stay in touch with the Heartland by living in it, and not being a liberal communist America hating a-ROOOO-ga eating commie homo hippie flower child.
Just yesterday I saw a guy, wearing nothing but soiled underpants, sitting on the sofa and scratching himself. He was also drinking cheap beer, from a CAN!
Hell, let’s get this guy on the ballot!! He’s a real common man-o-the-people. He’s got my vote…
mikey
I can’t keep track of what’s supposed to be exotic and weird here. Leafy suburbs? Wal-Mart? New York? Do Americans live in Washington? Do some giant cities have suburbs but not others? Is Wal-Mart not available to every American who wants it? Are elitists allowed at malls? Does Paglia have a change purse that she counts every last penny out of no matter how long the line is?
its bird-seed section is nonpareil
drool… dark chocolate covered with sweet sweet sugar pellets…
My thoughts exactly. I had no idea the birds liked that stuff.
And all this time I’ve been trying to get them to eat Junior Mints (slaps forehead).
Mikey: I’d hazard a guess at somewhere between “Rather” and “Embarrassingly”.
It’s easy to discover whether a person is elitist. Simply check their voter registration for Ds.
Foods and places are a bit tougher to guage, but in general anything that’s not hazardous to the health of anyone around it is elitist. The exception to this rule is, of course, Starbucks lattes.
One reason I’s like to live in New York or Washington is that I would’t have to be within 500 miles of Camille Paglia.
One reason I live in the leafy suburbs of Philadelphia and have never moved to New York or Washington…
is because me job is here, and I had the misfortune of being born here.
If she thinks the Main Line (or wherever she lives) is anything like Kensington–or even Fairmount–well, she’s even dumber than I thought possible.
How stupid do these fuckwads think we are?
Well, they have only their own voters to go by…
And ya know, Camille, it’s awfully fucking condescending to imply you have a choice about shopping at Wal-Mart.
Walmart vs. Target isn’t much of a choice.
Los Angeles, San Francisco, New York, D.C. Cities with working class people? I highly doubt it. Hell you probably couldn’t even find a single poor or homeless person in any of them! Thanks for keeping it real, Camille!
Er, never mind–I see what you mean by choice.
Wow. Parts of that article sound as though they were written by Victor Davis Hanson. As for the rest…well, it reminds me why I abandoned the humanities for a career in science and medicine. I don’t EVER have to read gassy garbage like this anymore.
Times the words “I”, “me” or “my” appear on just the one page the linked passage appears: 17.
Paglia’s not a feminist or post-feminist or anything other than a garden variety narcissist.
Where would we be without Paglia’s exegesis into the quotidian signifiers of authenticity?
To paraphrase the words of that dude with the Injun name:
“If nominated, I will not accept; if drafted, I will not run; if elected, I will not serve, but make me Supreme World Leader and I’ll sort shit out real quick like (neutron bombs are your friend) and we can get back to drinking and scratching and a bit of whatever is on the telly.”
This crap drives me crazy. “I want to remain in touch with the mainstream of American life.” So, what, you like hang out at Wal-Mart like Goodwin observing apes? That sentiment is the most “elitist” bullshit there is. People at shopping at a big box aren’t going to enlighten you in any meaningful way. They’re too busy trying to get shit done without going broke in time for a decent dinner before getting up at 5 to work 10 hours. Or does she gleam some sense of exhaustion and anxiety through punditorial osmosis? What shit.
There’s really no such thing as mainstream American life. We have 400 million people covering half a fucking continent.
When pundits say “mainsteam America” you should read “working poor white people.”
How good of Pagliacci to keep in touch with mainstream America by moving to the suburbs, where all the real culture rises up like a Wal-Mart on a ten acre patch of ground five miles out of town.
Paglia is just a better-paid Amy Alkon. I’m not sure which one is dumber.
I want to take a crack at this too, but four pages of Paglia? Sorry, no can do. Well, back to my Lordship Salvation researches. I will one day resolve whether Jesus-is-Lord.com or Jesus-is-Savior.com – and then you’ll all tremble at the might of the Grand Unified Jesus Theorem. I just need some funding to build my Very Large Messiah Collider.
Here.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eSXWWrIxSB4
We’re done here.
Next?
mikey
Pundits love the “real Americans” who work themselves to death without healthcare, don’t have enough to retire on, and remain cheerful despite it all, with nary a pause before coming up with a colorful turn of phrase!
It reminds me of the way Bush responded to that woman who said she was working three jobs to support her kids:
May he roast in hell while being basted with seawater.
Anytime I see a post anywhere about Camilla Paglia I feel it is my public duty to provide this link for the late great Molly Ivins’s classic takedown of Herself. Enjoy.
The neat thing about the Wall Mart out here,
nobody looks at you funny when all you purchase is a 4 pack of 9Lives and a bag o chips.
JS
Actually, Paglia’s ruse is a pretty clever one. What she is doing is setting herself up as her own strawman, quite the neat trick. ‘Liberals are elitists … don’t think so? Well, I’m a liberal and look at the hoity-toity shit I spew!’
She does it to even greater effect later in the column, in the part on abortion. She literally says her own position on abortion – choice – is evil, while pro-lifers’ position is good. That’s just amazing.
Also, McCardle is good at this trick too.
Also, McCardle is good at this trick too.
Yeah, but in McCardle’s case, isn’t that mostly accidental, due to her being denser than a post?
OT – I’m discovered a highly drinkable wine that is dirt cheap: Crane Lake. The petite sirah is my favorite – and I’m drinking it right now – but the chardonnay is decent to, once you get past that crucial first slug. I’m not a big fan of merlot, but I’ll give it a shot just to see how it is. I think they have a white zinfandel as well, but I’m not going to go there. Several years ago I spent a summer drinking white zin every day; now, just the smell can give me a nasty hangover headache.
I’ll be Cammie never bought a bottle of Crane Lake wine.
Gawd I miss Molly Ivins, MzNicky. She would have had so much fun with this election. Whatever would she have made of Palin?
Until I see at least three dedicated Goya aisles at a Wal-mart it just seems too hoity-toity for me to shop.
God, I love this site’s comments.
One reason I live in the leafy suburbs of Philadelphia and have never moved to New York or Washington is that, as a cultural analyst, I want to remain in touch with the mainstream of American life.
Right. It certainly isn’t because Paglia has a job at the University of the Arts in Philadelphia.
and periodically visit Wal-Mart (its bird-seed section is nonpareil)
Wild Birds Unlimited in Cherry Hill, NJ. Try it, but it may push you away from the mainstream of American life.
What she is doing is setting herself up as her own strawman
If this involves a kind of self-taxidermy, like the last 10 minutes of Taxidermia, then I am all for it.
But fair enough. As far as I can tell, Paglia has failed to secure a university position, because when academics look at her writing they see a steaming pile of tendentious self-serving fraudulence. Instead, she has been forced to make a career of accusing academics and intellectuals of being in so thrall to French post-structuralists that they are unable to tell the difference between serious thoughts and steaming piles of tendentious self-serving fraudulence.
Gawd I miss Molly Ivins, MzNicky. She would have had so much fun with this election. Whatever would she have made of Palin?
Candy: I don’t know, but I swear I’d give 5 years of whatever’s left of my sorry-ass life to have her back again.
Wikipedia: The University [of the Arts] was created in 1985 by the merger of the Philadelphia College of Performing Arts (PCPA) and the Philadelphia College of Art (PCA)…
This merely strengthens my case.
By the way, Rachel Maddow’s new show is on MSNBC right now, and thank whatever stars have aligned correctly so that she’s got her own gig now. The woman kicks it and is totally dismantling McShame’s latest fucked-upedness.
Senor Clyde. I interrupted my historical research on the William McKinley assassination to try to find out just what rabbit hole Taxidermia was going to take me down.
I was quite disappointed in the Wikipedia entry. I think you owe it to not only your fans, but all fifteen Taxidermia fans to, er, flesh out that entry.
Just sayin….
mikey
Now that I think of it, I say it strains credulity to ask people to believe that Ms. Paglia does anything so magnanimous as feeding birdies. I can picture her standing on the back steps under her leafy trees, screaming, “Get out of my yard, you fucking welfare birds!”
MzNicky, that was infinitely better than reading any Paglia. Sheesh, what an asshole.
D. Arisophanes, thanks for mentioning McArdle – not really. I’d managed to pretend that she didn’t exist for a couple of weeks…
In order to explain why raising the marginal tax rate on the extremely wealthy is a bad idea she uses the following scenario:
Hey, McArdle – how about addressing the issue of the super-rich getting 1000% raises? You had your Family C already making 100 times as much as Family A, and now they’re getting an increase in income of 1000 times more – tada there’s your fucking inequity problem. Fuck that woman makes me mad. Here’s another scenario for you Megan – eat a big bag of dicks.
The most stunning thing about the excerpt from Paglia you offer is that its two consecutive sentences and in neither does she mention Madonna.
Thanks for the link, MzNicky. I can’t think of Paglia without that takedown.
She has raised that “contrariness schtick” to as close to art as she can.
Love, love, love, Rachel Maddow.
And does Pat Buchanan know the meaning of, “It’s Pat!”?
Jesus K. Reist. The leafy motherfucking suburbs of Philadelphia. She didn’t mention that those leafy suburbs are in the wealthiest counties in the whole fucking state. I live in fucking Philadelphia, and it pretty much shares the same culture as DC and NYC. She makes it sound like fucking Lower Wasilla.
Billmon is the mainstream of American life!
Julie Burchill said it best.
OK, lemme get this straight. ‘Cause I’ve been missing out here somehow.
So I give you some fun trinkets and shiny baubles, and you’ll not only get me high and fuck me, but you’ll hook me up with millions of dollars?
Goddam.
I AM doing something wrong…
mikey
I wish I could afford Walmart. Until then it’s Price-Rite, Dollar Store and the Olive Garden dumpster.
This guy has just set himself up as his own strawman.
eat a big bag of dicks.
Do they stock them in the birdseed department at Wal-Mart?
Paglia is just a better-paid Amy Alkon. I’m not sure which one is dumber.
Yeah, but who’d win in a fight?
Do they stock them in the birdseed department at Wal-Mart?
I believe they’d be in the freezer case in the grocery area, with the jalepeno poppers and the cheese stix.
I dunno. I’m thinking it would take a Vegas sharpier to handicap that one. I always put my theoretical money on the meanest person in any given fight, but in this case I think it’s too close to call.
Suburban Sili Valley is not leafy.
It’s asphalty. Stripmally. Brown airry.
Do we even count?
mikey
Did I mention that this cheap wine has a fairly high alcohol content? When you see a typo, blame it on the bottle.
Ok, that synopsis was art. Beautiful.
The Falstaffian set is the bar scene, right?
Does the area where you live have fast-food restaurants, the mall, and Wal-Mart (we’ll set aside for now the question of its bird seed selection)? If the answer to all three questions is yes, then you live in or have immediate access to the mainstream of American life. Congratulations!
The leafiness is purely aesthetic.
And then there’s the pompous assumption that real Americans only live in suburbs.
If a BBQ grill is part of the zeitgeist, does Confederate Wanker know his status is in jeopardy?
Are you kidding? Mr. Alkon would totally kick that Paglia’s wimpy ass.
yeah, Amy is totally street.
me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me
I live in an urban, leafy older neighborhood with big old houses, some of which are owned by people of Ms. Paglia’s socio-economic strata and some which are still broken up into apartments – although if you go even two blocks west of my apartments it gets pretty wealthy, and if you go east there are a lot of African immigrant families. We are miles from the nearest Wal-Mart, which is just fine with me.
I do foray into Dollar General now and then, but I’d rather do without than shop at Mal-Wart, and I’m extremely poor, food stamps and living on student loans and grants. I’ll save my money up and buy stuff at Target: Cleaner, better quality, and they don’t sell tobacco products or guns. My partner’s sister has worked for Target for many years and they’ve treated her well, as such jobs go. Ms. Paglia can fuck herself with a dog’s elitist dick for all I care.
Hey! Still waiting for that donut over here! [wags tail beseechingly]
Paglia is just a better-paid Amy Alkon. I’m not sure which one is dumber.
Yeah, but who’d win in a fight?
If it was televised, the American viewing public would.
Are you kidding? Mr. Alkon would totally kick that Paglia’s wimpy ass.
I’m not sure. Amy wants everyone to think she’s street, but I don’t think so, really. And Paglia is mean as hell. Of course, so is Amy. I’d give Amy an edge just because she’s got serious size and reach on Paglia, but Paglia would commit any sort of biting/scratching/eye gouging dirty trick she could come up with. Never discount age and experience, either.
If it was televised, the American viewing public would.
cheap wine hurt sinus
Two threads ago, Candy was offering “a big lab” to be used in research. Hmmphh. Speciesist.
ust yesterday I saw a guy, wearing nothing but soiled underpants, sitting on the sofa and scratching himself. He was also drinking cheap beer, from a CAN!
What were you doing in my house?????
The devolution will not be televised.
Smut Clyde said,
September 11, 2008 at 4:34
The devolution will not be televised.
That’s ok. It will be on youtube.
Also, it has always been on youtube.
Paglia would commit any sort of biting/scratching/eye gouging dirty trick she could come up with. Never discount age and experience, either.
Yeah, she’d totally do the dirty fighting, and I’d be the last person to discount age and experience. But Paglia is a little bitty piece of work, braggin’ ’bout how great and smart she is and struttin’ around in her knee-high patent-leather boots and actin’ all tough and shit. That sort turns tail and runs away whinin’ like the bitch she is when she’s confronted. That’s the way bullies roll.
Two threads ago, Candy was offering “a big lab” to be used in research. Hmmphh. Speciesist.
No no no – no dogs would be used as test subjects! Only wingnuts! “Big flabs” not “big Labs.”
That sort turns tail and runs away whinin’ like the bitch she is when she’s confronted. That’s the way bullies roll.
Heh. Maybe they’d both turn tail and run away.
Give me a fucking break. Camille Paglia, faux-“woman of the people”
What sort of person “in touch with mainstream of America” openly boasts of going to Wal-Mart? I know lots of folks working in my middle class job, some of whom shop at Wal-Mart. (The good liberal, pro-union Rat family avoids it like a plague).
These people may even tell me they got a good deal on something at Wal-Mart. Wear it like a fucking red badge of courage? Hardly.
Hell, many of them act like their ashamed it’s all they can afford.
Camille Paglia hasn’t been to a Wal-Mart in years, unless it’s to hire an illegal immigrant standing out in the parking lot she’s hiring to do upkeep on her lawn/flowerbeds.
That’s ok. It will be on youtube.
Also, it has always been on youtube.
I have a sudden nightmarish vision of President Palin paying her first state visit to Moscow, and the Red Army Band launching into a stirring cover version of ‘Mongoloid’.
Not funny, no, but would you put it past Putin?
Evolution has no direction. The ape is not superior to the snail, nor the snail to the ape.
HA!
Olberman has picked up on my “McCain in the Membrane” for a daily debunking of the the biggest lie told by McCain or a McCain surrogate each day.
Does he read Sadly,No?
” Mr. Alkon would totally kick that Paglia’s wimpy ass.”
I’m picturing a Destroy All Monsters-style four way battle between Alkon, Paglia, Ann Althouse, Michelle Malkin and Megan McCardle. As a bonus, they stomp Tokyo!
Er, ah, that would be a five way battle, I suppose.
Does he read Sadly,No?
Isn’t it mikey who’s noticed several odd coincidences where Olberman is concerned? Maybe he does read Sadly. If so, I’d say Keith has excellent taste.
Hey! Maybe he even comments here now and then!
Hey! Maybe he even comments here now and then!
Keith Olberman is Gary Ruppert!
Or maybe Ann Althouse.
I have a sudden nightmarish vision of President Palin paying her first state visit to Moscow, and the Red Army Band launching into a stirring cover version of ‘Mongoloid’.
Not funny, no, but would you put it past Putin?
Way ahead of you here. (Also, way behind, but we’re all relatives, right?)
There is little doubt that Olbermann and his production staff read this board.
But goddam it, the fucker hasn’t made me rich and famous yet.
So fuck ‘im…
mikey
Paglia’s “Sexual Sofae” comes out in ’09.
its bird-seed section is nonpareil
drool… dark chocolate covered with sweet sweet sugar pellets…
My thoughts exactly. I had no idea the birds liked that stuff.
Funny thing is, Paglia actually used the word correctly.
But I prefer the chocolate candies too. Ghirardelli’s are quite tasty (they also used to be named for Emperor Norton and have a bit of his history on the box, but I don’t know if that’s so anymore).
Thanks for the link, MzNicky. Brutally funny…and the birdseed is nonpareil…
Olbermann just went off on McCain, brutally so.
Coming to you from one of the less leafy suburbs of Philly, I can say… well, fuck, I’m no fan of David Brooks, but it wasn’t because this was the hinterlands that he made it the subject of Bobos in Paradise.
Hi everybody! My name is Camille “Mykonos” Paglia and I’m here to say say welcome to all you individuals who have friends or family who died on September Eleventh. I did not actually have any friends or family who died then, so I must therefore lie about the relationship I might have had with some untraceable source who may have (or not) died upon that tragic day. I remember sucking Don Rumfeld’s dick…no point, just remembering.
Conservative though she may be, I felt that Palin represented an explosion of a brand new style of muscular American feminism. At her startling debut on that day, she was combining male and female qualities in ways that I have never seen before.
It is perhaps novel for cross-eyed near-sighted jabbering loons.
Olbermann (and Mathews) have nothing to lose to blast McMansions.
I sat on my huge dildo on September Eleventh and therfore I have a closer relationship with the dead than any of you do.
clarissa pinkola estes is total poseur.
Tom Wolfe and I traded review credits back when I mattered.
In the U.S., the ultimate glass ceiling has been fiendishly complicated for women by the unique peculiarity that our president must also serve as commander in chief of the armed forces.
America, the uniquest land in America.
Okay, I didn’t need to bother but Camille’s such a fucking dumbass.
republicans should get applause for nominating a woman, even though the democratic party nominated a woman 24 years ago, because… well, shut the fuck up, because…and don’t you dare mention this on other comment threads.
/comma abusers workshop/
shorter camille:
CONSUMPTION IS IDENTITY
I felt that Palin represented an explosion of a brand new style of muscular American feminism.
i.e., using the opportunities won for women by feminists as a springboard to a position where she can dismantle those very same gains.
Frontier women were far bolder and hardier than today’s pampered, petulant bourgeois feminists, always looking to blame their complaints about life on someone else.
My eyeballs asplode.
how dare the rest of the world copy our structure of having the supreme political figure simultaneously be the head of military forces. when I recently talked to Generalissimo Spankola del Philadelflinklestein told me he paid Alaskan lobbyists to suck the natural gas out of america to sell to asia,… what was I talking about about..I forgot..?
Hey — is anyone listening to Palin’s speech on the tarmac in Fairbanks?
My friend said – “Hey — I been in shitty bands for 30 years and I ain’t never heard an audio feed that sounded that bad!!”
Seriously, their audio feed is humming on at least 3 networks!
Between the Walter Reed Middle School slide and this, I question the competency on the McCain campaign..
Between the Walter Reed Middle School slide and this, I question the competency on the McCain campaign..
My fiends, for five and one half years, no one questioned my compatamency.
Paglia = Palin if you subtract “g” and one of the “a”s and insert an “n.”
Do they have late-night ice cream delivery service in Philadellpeeahhh sectors R and M?
The above comment would be in re the comment “i.e., using the opportunities won for women by feminists as a springboard to a position where she can dismantle those very same gains.”
Paglia = Palin if you subtract “g” and one of the “a”s and insert an “n.”
Well yeah, but that Palin woman’s crazy.
Hye, hey, MzNicky, watch that shit about subtracting the “g”.
sorry g.
Then again, do you really want to be a part of Paglia? I think not.
I never liked Pa.
Not to mention lia. But g? A-OK.
the leafy suburbs of Philadelphia
Are you fucking kidding me?
“the leafy suburbs of Philadelphia” are your claim to connection with the common folk?
Come live in the red clay country of upper Moore County, North Carolina, where you have to drive 20 miles to GET to the fucking Wal-Mart. I’ll connect you with the common folk, you pretentious twat.
before 2008, there was no ‘woman’s constituency’. now with senator clinton’s holdouts rejecting her endorsement; and palin’s rabid frothing of reactionary standards, who will doubt women as a mass psychotic political movement?
I’ll wade through the inbred stupid of Yankee, Pammy’s lunacy, the Pant’s odious load, even the vile venom of Malkin. I will not waste a another minute of my life reading Paglia.
Camille Paglia is like Monty Burns — though usually he shops at Costington’s, he sometimes visits the Try-N-Save to keep in touch with the common folk. I wonder if Camille ever asked for Paglia-Os at the grocery.
Camille says “The gun-toting Sarah Palin is like Annie Oakley, a brash ambassador from America’s pioneer past”
You have to stop smoking the nonpareil birdseed.
Wasn’t that one of the earliest gags of Simple Life: Paris Hilton asking her host hick family with scripted, insulting faux-ignorance, “So what do you guys do for fun? Go hang out at Wal-Mart?” As a mainstream American slumming with cultural analysts perhaps I could enlighten Paglia about who Paris Hilton is. She’s Palin-smart, so I’m sure she’d “get it.”
Amen Camille, I feel much better about purchasing drugs and patronizing prostitutes.
I’m simply keeping in touch with the common folks.
This nation needs a gigantic douching.
-GSD
today’s pampered, petulant bourgeois feminists, always looking to blame their complaints about life on someone else
Paglia has never blamed anyone for her lack of academic recognition. Indeed, whenever you read an interview with her, sooner or later she lists the philosophical movements and the individual rivals whom she isn’t blaming.
indeed, the outskirts of philadelphia are only microcosms are away from the galaxy of Trenton. Oh, to be in the post-feminist paradise that is Trenton!
Not to mention lia. But g? A-OK.
heeheeheehee
Obama ruled on Letterman. Veered off into “very serious” territory, but still showed great sense of humor and humanity. Well done.
a href=Nhttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SyTu_ZdcBCo>Not to mention lia. But g? A-OK.
heeheeheehee
Obama ruled on Letterman. Veered off into “very serious” territory, but still showed great sense of humor and humanity. Well done.
FYWP FYWP FYWP
What I tell you 3 times is true.
Nine eleven, nine eleven, 9/11 everyone.
If only Salon would sell an super-titanium or something membership that guaranteed paglia pages would never be displayed.
hokay, let’s run through that again. For what it’s worth, I got no spam warning the last time, no nuttin’, honey. I hit submit and it took me back to the thread, as though my carefully typed comment and link had never existed. I blame the Big Hadron Collider thingy. Here goes:
Not to mention lia. But g? A-OK.
heeheeheehee
Obama ruled on Letterman. Veered off into “very serious” territory, but still showed great sense of humor and humanity. Well done.
I give up. I suppose my stupid little jokey comment will show up in quadruplicate at some point. I shan’t be around to see it, however; I am for bed.
Did i mention that i am sitting on the sofa in my underpants drinking cheap beer from a can?
We call it “Tahr-jay”. Like we’re french. Say, want to have my babies?
Steel death cage match, eh? Man, I am so picking up the chicks today. No worries gals, plenty of sperm for all!
Farting.
OH my god did anyone notice the date!!? Sorry, this is all fun and games but I’m off to tribute.
Whatever, babe, we shop at Walmart. Don’t need no dictionary. Say, wanna have my babies?
WHAT-ever. \m/\m/
Your MOM /\/\
works at WALmart. \/\/
Shorter Paglia: Concern Troll is concerned that you’re not concerned.
Dammit, I’m tryin to pick up chicks and spread my seed, here. Knew I should never let the retard son have computer access.
mmm…drugs prostitutes and douching…
She is making foie gras.
How stupid do these fuckwads think we are?
At least as stupid as they are, Mikey — and that’s pretty fvckin’ stupid.
Camille Paglia shops at Wal-Mart because providing meals gives her an excuse to pay “the help” even less than the other upper-class parasites in her leafy neighborhood. And as Bobo Brooks famously explained (for the benefit of fellow fvckwits like CP), True Heartlanders have never been exposed to anything better than the crap at Wal-Mart (and Red Lobster) and would only be confused by higher-quality products.
I would pay cash money to lock Sarah Palin in a room with Professor Pig-lia, though. In the best possible scenario, neither one would emerge alive from the encounter…
Wow, look at that – Camille Paglia’s still technically alive!
Shopping at Wal-Mart?
Lo, how the snooty have fallen.
Kudos to MzNicky for pointing me to Molly Ivins’ take on Paglia. Now I know that she’s basically Nietzsche with boobs & fewer brain-cells … & no tertiary syphilis (that we know of) for an excuse, for that matter.
I recall opening one of her books in a library somewhere & feeling the need to wash my hands afterwards, from the palpable mucilage her “writing” exudes. The late great Molly nails it: she doesn’t write so much as she proclaims Bold New Ideas(TM), & the weirder the merrier. Same tired old contrarian jive as McArdle with none of the comic relief, beyond the lulz to be had from beholding the weather systems generated by the long black shadow of her Ozymandian ego.
“Muscular American feminism”? Huh? Yeah sure, I know, this is Camille “Onana The Warrior Wanker” Paglia in full stentorian yelp, so it’s not SUPPOSED to contain any tangible meaning – but come ON. You’d swear she was one of these sad wingnut goombahs who’ve spent there entire lives in Mom’s basement, spanking it to “Sgt. Rock” comics &/or “The Will To Power” – all the while telling themselves over & over that THEY know what’s REALLY going on out there, & thus are precluded from ever actually going outside to confirm the genius of their uniquely lucid Weltanschauung. Great, just what the world needs: an S&M lesbo Milhouse.
I think those NY intellectuals had to’ve been hoovering some PRIME blow back in the day to ever think she had anything to say worth hearing.
she doesn’t write so much as she proclaims Bold New Ideas(TM)
Paglia, 1994: “Susan Sontag, who could have been Jane Harrison’s successor as a supreme woman scholar, had become synonymous with a shallow kind of hip posturing.”
‘Nuff said.
To go off topic but the link that Dragon King gave to Megan McArdle is really extraordinary.
“Take a simple thought experiment. Family A makes 50,000 a year. Family B makes 100,000 a year. Family C makes 500,000 a year. Further imagine that they are taxed as follows: Family A at 10%, Family B at 20%, and Family C at 30%.
That means that Family A takes home 40,000, Family B takes home 80,000, and family C takes home 350,000. You’ve got a roughly 9X difference between Family A and Family C after tax, and a roughly 10X difference pre-tax.
Now say that Family A’s income goes up by 20%, Family B’s income goes up by 100%, and Family C’s goes up by 1000%.
Now family A has 55,000 pretax, and 49,500 post-tax. Family B has 120,000 pretax, and 96,000 after tax. And Family C has 5,000,000 pre-tax, and 3,500,000 after tax. So now Family C makes roughly 100 times as much as Family A pretax, and about 70 times as much as them post tax. ”
She doesn’t seem to notice that her simple thought experiment makes two arithmetical errors – 10% of $50,000 is not $10,000 and 100% of $100,000 is definitely not $20,000.
And how exactly in the real world does some family’s income go up by 1000%? Where is this money coming from? Is it being shipped in from China?
Shorter Megan McArdle: “If you are willing to make things up you can prove that liberals are motivated by envy and don’t understand economics.”
Shorter Shorter Megan: ” I don’t understand economics (or arithmetic).”
“Susan Sontag, who blerp blerp blerp …”
Paglia wasn’t (& isn’t) fit to clean the skid-marks out of Sontags old skivvies. Yeah, what could better indicate “a shallow kind of hip posturing” than taking on the subject of her own cancer?
Pity the poor editor, having to try to read Paglia’s stuff after she’d left her self-adoring snail-trails all over it.
Sontag. Now THAT was somebody that knew how to WRITE, whether you thought she was right or not … a vox with real wings.
To go off topic but the link that Dragon King gave to Megan McArdle is really extraordinary.
The whole article is supposed to be about inequality too, so if you actually consider her scenario with her numbers – it’s still wrong. If I was pulling down half a million a year and someone said here’s a 1000% raise, but it’ll bump your taxes up a lot too so you’ll only be taking home three and a half million – I think I could live with that. If the reason I gout the bump was because I managed to keep a bunch of employees just scraping by to a 2% or 3% cost of living increase – I don’t know if I could live with that.
But her final point really drives the nail home – even though (in the words she links) the 90th percentile, and above, running away from everyone else – or, everyone else staying behind, while the 90th percentile’s income inequality shoots up. Despite that, poor people are better off than they were in the dirty thirties -look at how many teevees and cellphones everyone has. Thus, we shouldn’t tax the ultra wealthy. That’s the only real solution to income inequality.
FUCK. That woman makes me so fucking angry.
you guys are excellent
This nation needs a gigantic douching.
Enema. This nation needs a gigantic enema.
Sometimes I think this nation needs a giant meteor right in the middle.
Then I remember that all my stuff is there…
Please everyone, for the love of humanity: Stop. Reading. Pagalia. It only encourages her to “write” and Joan is dumb enough to print it.
Hysterically funny.
Around the corner from the house I grew up in out on the Main Line was a villa/castle that the original owner had purchased in Spain and had brought over for him to live in. Exactly like everywhere in the American heartland, I’m sure.
That article’s pushing 800 comments.
When I was a kid, I had some friends who lived in an ancient Scottish castle that was moved to the top of a skyscraper in Manhattan!
No, wait. I think that was a cartoon, actually, but it’s still central to my point, which is HEARTLAND.
Once again, Camille Paglia fails to make a convincing case for why anyone should give a good goddamn what Camille Paglia has to say.
I frequent fast-food restaurants, shop at the mall, and periodically visit Wal-Mart (its bird-seed section is nonpareil).
Yes. Designer bird seed is SOOOOOOOOOOO Middle American…
Wal-Mart’s bird seed sucks in the high 90s. And why this moron cow is still mooing after the job Molly Ivins did on her I will never understand…
Why can’t these pundit types just quietly hate and debase themselves like ordinary people. Why do they have to make a spectacle of it? Everybody but them is getting sick of their stupid little game.
One of the reasons I live in the Batcave under Stately Wayne Manor is that criminals are a cowardly and superstitious lot, and therefore won’t enter. Also, if Camille Paglia happens to stumble in, the bats will eat her.
She shops at the mall?
LUXURY!
Or her other favorites Apollonian & Dionysian – blea!
Speaking of which, I just finished the otherwise decent “The Botany of Desire” by Michael Pollan, in which had the A and D words made their appearance on just about every page. The induced fog of Paglia-ism was incredibly distracting.
That article’s pushing 800 comments.
Sure, but how many of them consist of the single word…
PENIS
The issues don’t matter, it’s whatever fantasies you can associate with the candidate.
Camille is the more manly version of Maureen Dowd. She’s her own circular firing squad. She rarely misses.
Or her other favorites Apollonian & Dionysian – blea!
I would like my half-baked metaphysics back, please.
If the reason I gout the bump was because I managed to keep a bunch of employees just scraping by to a 2% or 3% cost of living increase – I don’t know if I could live with that.
Well, you could do what many of the more squeamish plutocrats do, and pay someone to tell you that it’s not true.
I am told that one can ease one’s conscience about a surprising number of things in this fashion. For more information, please contact your local church.
PS If I ever met Camille Paglia, I would dot her one, right on the nose. Right. On. The. Nose. If I go to jail, then I go to jail, but I don’t think I’ll go to jail because I am a frail white-haired lady who walks with a stick. Plus, I would introduce her ‘work’ as evidence; no jury would convict me. But even if they did, it would be totally worth it.
PPS I haven’t clicked on a Paglia link in years. Which is why her nose remains undotted. Nice virtual dottage by Burchill and Ivins, so there’s that. You hear me, Paglia? Right. On. The. Nose.
“And how exactly in the real world does some family’s income go up by 1000%? Where is this money coming from? Is it being shipped in from China?”
I inherited Daddy’s beer distributorship.
Yes, really. Last time I saw that word, it was on a jar of capers. (They were delectable!)
“The gun-toting Sarah Palin is like Annie Oakley, a brash ambassador from America’s pioneer past”
Yes, that she most certainly is. And that is why we must return her thither forthwith, yea verily.