Wednesday, 25 May 2011

Ga Ga Get it

If you are like me, you have been recently confronted there [iTunes] with an image of Lady Gaga, striking quite a pose, being as outlandish as she can be. But the most impressive thing about this to me is the sheer finitude of that outlandishness. I mean, you can only put so much eye make-up on, even if you use a spatula, and then, there you are, the world's most decadent and voluptuous raccoon. 
To change the metaphor, you pick up a wet dishrag, soaked through with your outlandishness, and you twist it and twist it, and when you are done -- finite creature! -- you only have enough outlandishness to fill a medium-sized saucepan. 
Try something else! Faster, faster! I know, a meat dress! Wait, wait . . . comb your hair funny! 
You know what this kind of outr√© rebellion is? It is craning your neck back as far as it can go in order to express your contempt for the heavens by spitting at the nearest crab nebula. Let me know how it goes.
 An example of how to make and nail your point. And then some. 

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