Friday, September 21, 2007
Good nutrition's given you some length of bone, but you're not more than one generation from poor white trash, are you, Agent Starling?
Sometimes, in the interest of winding down, I'll put something on the Netfux just for me. (I know, you'd never guess). So last night I watched An Evening With the Dixie Chicks. It was filmed before Home came out, the album with which I'm the least familiar. This was the album (and tour) that so supposedly suffered from Natalie Maines' badly timed Bush remarks. But at the time of this concert they had neither said anything "offensive" (other than some jabs at Tobey Keith for being a redneck dipshit), nor even released the album.
There was a cute moment when Martie Maguire introduced White Trash Wedding by saying it was inspired by her marriage (second): she went to a Catholic church in Austin to be married and was told, basically, that she was a heathen and to take her business elsewhere. She found herself watching Jerry Springer not too long after, and thought to herself, "Wow. That woman up there may not be too much more white trash than I am!" But if you ask me, she could have a Marlboro shirt over her baby bump with the sleeves ripped off and both a cigarette and ass crack hanging out...I'm pretty sure you can't play the violin like that and be white trash.
Ooh, and I watched Colbert last night...not only did he not mention the joke stealing claims, there was a very not-so-subtle biting remark. For two weeks he's been advising anyone Jewish to call his 1-800-Oops-Jew hotline to repent for Rosh Hashanah if they've wronged him, and a Rabbi "called in" to repent for stealing Colbert's material. Colbert forgave him and said it reminded him of a tale, but he wouldn't repeat it because he didn't write it. And there was something just a little dark and bitter in his tone that indicated to me, anyhow, that there was a double meaning in that.