JUST ANOTHER YAWN

It already seems like long ago and far away that Janet Jackson got everyone upset for showing off her nice round brown breast to America. I suppose that a large audience intent on watching intentional acts of semi-limited violence couldn’t help being disturbed by seeing unfamiliar female body parts. I suppose it suggested sexuality to their minds, thus interfering with their otherwise clear thoughts of touchdowns, body blows, and elbows to the groin. I suppose they have a right not to have sex and other dirt jump out at them without warning when they’re watching football; I only wish I could say the same about violence on TV, but it apparently has as sacrosanct a place in American entertainment and advertising as it has in American streets and is seldom objected to. I’d rather see hairy-assed plain-faced people fornicating on TV at all hours of the day and night than to have to keep watching the killing and the near-killing and the voyeuristic pretend-killing that is the actual fare of most television. But that doesn’t make Janet Jackson my hero. She's an idiot!