Now, everyone is all pissy again about something so trivial. Thanks to the Janet Jackson titty show, there is now a rush on to protect us all from viewing something evil. Did someone create a new government agency called the Prude Police? Are we now going to roll back time to when television couldn't show married couples in a double bed? Good grief, to the Moon, Alice!
Speaking of THE FINGER.... does anyone remember old beach movies with a character by the name of Eric Von Zipper played by Harvey Lembeck? Von Zipper would come up with some goofy dialogue: "I am my ideal. But YOU are my idol!" Or, "Eric Von Zipper adores you. And when Eric Von Zipper adores somebody, they stay adored."
Most of these beach movies were big during the early 60's, and even then, we giggled and snickered as we held our hands over our mouths everytime we heard Von Zipper on the big screen. Inevitably, some devilish little boy would stick his hand up high over his head giving a real demonstration of what a "finger" should look like and suddenly all the little booger-eaters were doing it. Here comes the theater manager storming down the aisle threatening to kick them all out and tell their mothers. Probably the forefather of our current crop of Sin Stompers. Those were great movies like "How To Stuff a Wild Bikini", or "Dr. Goldfoot and the Bikini Machine", and my favorite, "Beach Blanket Bingo". Oh, and who could forget "Village of the Giants" with music by the Beau Brummels?
So, now the next time one of these moldy oldies are shown on television, do you suppose the Prude Police will black-box out the boobie spillage from the bikini tops, or bleep out Von Zipper's Finger antics? Will Mr. Rogers get zapped for singing "Where Is Tall Man?" Next thing you know, they will want to burn Beatles albums.... but that is another blog, kiddie troupers.
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