Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Screw the Oscars. I want a Kids Choice Award.

A bit of a flim-flammary post, but so what?

In the category of award shows masquerading as anything other than pretentious, self-indulgent excuses for out of touch celebrities to dress up in clothes that cost more than you and I make in a year or will ever make in a year, my vote goes to the Nickelodeon Kids Choice Awards--head and shoulders above the Oscars or any other "cultural" event those of us in higher education worship with relish plate parties and so forth.

Reason #1: Slime.



Reason #2: Jack Black in costume.



Reason #3: Action movie stars/pro wrestlers in drag.



Need I say more? Uptight and famously pretentious famous people--yes, I wrote that--do not deserve to be worshipped by those of us with or without advanced degrees. Rather, they deserve to be shot in the face with green slime again and again and again. They have a social responsibility to like it. And we have a social responsibility to mock them--especially those of us who pretend to be socially conscious.
Next year, I'm throwing a Kids Choice Party. Mark the date--the last Saturday in March, 2010. Rest assured, Will Farrell will crack jokes about shitting his lycra skin suit. What more can an intellectual ask for?

2 comments:

AlpHa Buttonpusher said...

Couldn't agree more.

teacher of fruit said...

Beautiful Ben. Really. Thank you for this poignant observation.