Fuck Lady Gaga


The voices of feminism were silenced throughout the Bush regime and the current economic climate frowns on women seeking better pay for equal work. The US news stations only cater to the voices of Sarah Palin and the anti-masturbation candidate from Delaware. This afternoon I ran into an ex-TV news person. She had retired from the networks.

“I was tired of saying the same thing over and over again. None of it meaning anything.” She was young, smart, and beautiful. Not Katy Couric. Old and plastic. “There are only two news channels in America and they aren’t saying anything.”

I agreed, because I stopped watching TV.

Everything said on the national news is sadly crap. There are no reporters. Newscaster stand before images of events in which they have no interest. True talking heads spouting flumes of sound-bytes and unless only these 15-second spats matter to those watching these programs.

Lady Gaga tried to be a spokeswoman for gay rights in the military.

“What the fuck does she know about sucking cock in the Navy?” a gay friend of mine asked me. He had served on a carrier. 20 years and out. A pension and he wasn’t telling any stories about those years in the tearooms of the US Navy for fear of losing his pension. “Lady Gaga is no cocksucker.”

The right-wing media refrained from commenting on the pop star’s speech in Maine where she lambasted the Pentagon for their ‘don’t ask, don’t tell’ policy on gays in the military, however Camille Paglia, self-proclaimed dissident feminism, declared that Lady Gaga was destroying sexuality with her pop music.

At first I thought the virgin queen of demagoguery was bitter about the songstress’ success. Her article proved my opinion wrong. Her attack on Lady Gaga was based on the pseudo-diva’s piracy of pop iconography.

A little bit Madonna. A tad Gwen. A pinch Mariah.

I didn’t care a tick, until I spotted a photo of Lady Gaga with a black mike wire around her neck. This image was stolen from the late Stiv Bators. The lead singer of the Dead Boys used to hang himself on stage. Once at CBGB”s theater he miscalculated the distance to the floor and dangled with feet kicking like a hung man until his guitarist, Cheetah Chrome, noticed the tongue protruding from his friend’s mouth.

Classic punk and Lady Gaga ain’t shit.

Only another thief on the backs of the originals.

It’s not only rock and roll.

Here’s the url for Camille Paglia’s article in the London Times

http://www.thesundaytimes.co.uk/sto/public/magazine/article389697.ece

She ain’t fat off the mark.

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