Cole Porter was right. “In olden days a glimpse of stocking was looked at as something shocking, now heaven knows…Anything Goes.” More than that marketing seems to know everything and nothing at the same time. They haven’t a shred of decency at all. That we know, that we know.
So, today I was in the Wal-Mart, getting chewable Tylenol and two things of photocopy paper, and I walk past a candy display, seemingly innoccuous. Upon closer inspection, I noticed a product that was at once so, absolutely hip to popular culture, and so utterly without shame that I felt what I can only call the Postmodern Sublime.





The Children’s Parade of Nightmares
Our town has a very strange tradition of whacked parades. This year’s Children’s Christmas Parade was deliriously psychotic. But don’t take my word for it. In particular, watch out for the lobster (words to live by, huh?).
Sleep well.