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|Wednesday, January 27th, 2016|
|Thong Song or Fat Bottom Girls of the 21st Century
The song is about women who wear thong underwear. The first verse is an invitation to women to allow them to know what "what guys talk about", with the implicit belief that we are living in a social order where men and women never interact. Thus Sisqo is generously allowing women into the private halls of male conversation where men speak of everything from economics to social mores to business. Sisqo is promising a feminist discourse in the context of Neo-Marxist Conflict Theory which notes that "Until relatively recently, women in Western cultures could not vote or hold property, making them entirely dependent on men. Men, like any other group with a power or wealth advantage, fought to maintain their control over resources (in this case, political and economic power)." . In the Information Age, one of the most valuable resources is information, particularly private information.
However, verses two and three do not deliver on the promise of private male conversation as Sisqo talks to the subject of his song directly concerning her scandalous outfit and her shaking of that thing. The lyrics take an interesting turn before the bridge as he notes that she is "Not just urban she likes the pop / Cuz she was livin la vida loca". Livin' La Vida Loca was a popular song by Ricky Martin at the time. Ricky Martin presented himself as a straight man extolling the virtues of mentally ill women and was a closeted homosexual at the time. He came out of the closet in 2010 after years of speculation.. By referencing a homosexual icon's most renown song, Sisqo is signaling to gay men that they can also enjoy the spectacle of watching dancing men in thongs.
The most fascinating part about the song happens in the chorus where Sisqo states that "She had dumps like a truck truck truck" which provides a fascinating counterpoint to the celebration of buttocks revealing clothing and the ability to dance in it. Yet the word dump reminds the listener of scatological implications by referencing the phrase "taking a dump" which is an accepted euphemism to empty one's bowels through the anus. Thus even in the midst of buttocks fetishization, the specter of the most common usage for the buttocks comes to the forefront.
Apparently the singer is unable to cope with the contradiction of sexuality and uncomfortable bodily functions as the rest of the song is reduced to repetition with the final cry of "That thong th thong thong thong" echoing in the listener's mind like the cry of the Ancient Mariner who uses similar repetition in "Water, water, every where, And all the boards did shrink; Water, water, every where, Nor any drop to drink."
|Friday, May 23rd, 2008|
Last week, a federal judge in Washington, D.C., ruled that the Treasury Department had to consider changing paper currency so denominations could be easily identified by the blind.
If blind people got out more that wouldn't be necessary. There are clues that can help distinguish between different denominations. Check you one dollar bills right now, and tell me that they don't smell like strippers.
|Monday, May 19th, 2008|
A man walked into his psychiatrist's office covered only with yards of Saran Wrap.
"I can clearly see you're nuts", the Doctor quickly exclaimed.
|Thursday, December 2nd, 2004|
I was short of funds and bought a bottle of bottom most, bottom shelf rum. It cost $5.99 per 750ml. It's all I have to drink now, but it's laced with such nastiness, my stomach is doing somersaults. Who ever imports this rot gut should be taken out and shot. It's "Imported" West Indies rum, but rank as hell. Tomorrow, I get paid, and will treat myself better. I'll put away what's left of it, and poison my enemies at a later date. Current Mood: annoyed
|Friday, August 6th, 2004|
|Rick James R.I.P
Current Mood: contemplative
|Wednesday, August 4th, 2004|
|You can still call me Dick.
Because of some bizarre compulsion, that even I don't understand, I've changed by name to Richard Night Shyamalan. It's a stupid name, but somehow it adds an air of darkness and mystery. I know "The Village" sucked, and maybe that has something to do with the name's appeal.
|Thursday, May 27th, 2004|
|Tuesday, May 25th, 2004|
|Theater of Cruelty
The WB network is airing a reality TV show called Superstar USA
that is twisted parody of "American Idol", where butt awful singers are told by a panel of judges that they are really gifted vocalists. The marginally talented ones are booted off the show, while the truly terrible advance to the next round. To keep down the boos and laughter, the live audience is told before hand that the contestants are terminally ill beneficiaries of the Make-A-Wish Foundation. Current Mood: numb
|Monday, January 5th, 2004|
I came home after work, overcome with exhaustion. Today's struggle with life was brutal. I sat on the couch, and slept for a short while, sitting up. I feel much better now, and glad I fought the impulse to lay down, because then I would still be asleep.
I'm going out again tonight, into the cold night. I feel restless. Current Mood: restless
|Thursday, January 1st, 2004|
This may not be the best way to start the New Year, but I've got a hankering to change my underwear, hit the instant teller and get a bundle of cash, and and party down to the bad side of town. Everybody wang chung tonight.
|Thursday, December 4th, 2003|
|Another weird situation
It seems that Dindy wants to keep up appearances and needs a date to her company Xmas party on the 15th. She expects me to pretend we're still together, and to be charming. If I were evil, I could try to pick up other women at the party, or be obnoxious, but she knows me well enough to trust me in this charade. I'll be her fantasy boyfriend for a few hours, and it will be interesting to see how she responds. It seems she does not have a new boyfriend, but I don't want her back.
|Wednesday, December 3rd, 2003|
|High Heels In The Kitchen
I was talking about cooking with Carmen, one of the Mexican girls at work. She can cook because she's come from a traditional background, but she explained that her aunts want to "look pretty" when they cook, so they wear high heeled shoes and fancy clothes while they cook in the kitchen. Carmen says she never dresses up to cook.