Oh the lovely world we live in. I'm extremely tired, which means I'm grumpy, which means I'm overly opinionated. Just a few takes on some happenings of the moment:

Accidental Cocaine Killing
The autopsy reports for rapper Ol' Dirty Bastard (a befitting name, really) have returned to show that he died of *gasp* a drug overdose. Now there's a shocker. To capture the media's correct wording, "The death of rapper O.D.B. was deemed an accident by the medical examiner, who said Wednesday that he died from the combined effects of cocaine and a prescription painkiller."

So my question is, at what point is death from cocaine ever an accident? Life is precious. Steward it accordingly.

The Case of the Murdered Fetus
Although most major media has referred to Scott Peterson's second victim as "Connor", their unborn child, the mental midgets at MSNBC have reported that Scott Peterson got the death penalty for murdering his wife Laci Peterson and her "fetus". An excerpted sentence from their most recent report reads, "Peterson was convicted Nov. 12 of one count of first-degree murder in the death of Laci, and one count of second-degree murder for the killing of her eight-month old fetus." Another sentence reads, "Three jurors said at a press conference afterward that they couldn’t let go of the fact that the bodies of Laci Peterson and her fetus had washed ashore a few miles from where Scott Peterson claimed he went fishing the day she disappeared."

Perhaps someone can explain to me how one can "murder" a fetus. According to Webster, the first entry for the verb "to murder" is "to kill (a human being) unlawfully and with premeditated malice". Parenthetical clarity not mine but in fact, Webster's.

Crafty MSNBC. Very crafty. But unfortunately, not crafty enough. I smell bias.

Paternal Failure Goes Primetime
Just when you thought the reality TV craze was going away quietly, some clearly spastic individuals calling the shots at Fox Television thought up another whammy. Slated to air on primetime January 3rd is the new reality show "Who's Your Daddy?" wherein adoptees have to sift through a group of men to find out the identity of their real father in hopes of winning a prize worth $100,000. Because who doesn't want to see that disaster take place on national television! Paternity tests, prize money, and "reality TV"? I believe it's already been done. It's called "The Jerry Spring Show". JERRY JERRY JERRY JERRY. Adoption advocates are not happy.

I wonder if Fox realizes that any ground gained in the battle for common sense in good judgement via their arrogant pundits on cable television, is completely lost by their alternative programming.

Pedophilia is Art
The recent release of the film biography of "sex-researcher" (a rather generous title if you ask me) Dr. Alfred Kinsey has barely been in theaters but is on the American Film Institute's list of top 10 movies of 2004. Yep, right up there with Pixar's "The Incredibles". Quite the juxtaposition. And right there cheering the film on is Planned Parenthood President and Chief Executive Liar, Gloria Feldt:

"Kinsey is a powerful reminder of the importance of healthy sexuality and the many impediments to attaining it. The film illustrates the revolutionary nature of applying scientific research to human sexuality, including the study of sexual norms. Though Kinsey himself was as complex and imperfect as any of the rest of us, his groundbreaking research has helped generations to experience pleasure without shame and moved our society toward a place where sexuality can be understood and embraced as a fundamental aspect of our humanity."

Kinsey has helped generations experience pleasure without shame? I'm sure Jocelyn Elders would be proud. For that, Kinsey deserves a crusty medal and a spot right next to Sigmund Freud on the list of "Sick and twisted individuals".

Somewhat unrelated: I've never quite understood the whole "sex research industry". It seems to me that people have been having sex for thousands of years with zero problems (so I've heard). Leave it to human beings to come into the fray and jack it up (maybe a poor choice of words) and make things more complicated than they need to be. Then again, on this topic, I'm all theory.

Continue running the great race!

Posted by Ambra at December 15, 2004 3:00 PM in Culture