And the Girlies Wanna Scream!
Cuz we are the Aqua Teens!
Make the homies say ho and the girlies wanna scream!
A huge LED mooninite over the Bleeker subway stop had been giving me the finger for at least a month. This morning it was gone. Questions like “is that a bottle of urine on the sidewalk, or a dangerous chemical compound?” aren’t totally crazy, but you learn about your world, and that the strange burning smell in the subway is because homeless people are cold.
Adult Swim states their apology to Boston today with a splash page.
I was an early adopter of Aqua Teen Hunger Force. Now I’m not usually the only one in a room who can sing along to the theme song. I sound only slightly more crazy when I do the voice to say, “somebody gimme my whiskey. I’m about to get tore up.”
Imagine Mike Meyers‘ old man voice: Back in my day, I’d watch the Beevis and Butthead with my stepdad. He was a surgeon and a conservative, but we watched these here crazy cartoons together, and we laughed, and he said,
“Wow that’s really stupid. I mean, that’s idiotic!”
And I agreed, and laughed, and did Beevis impressions for the next three years. And that’s the way that it was and we liked it!
Because the quality it wasn’t the point. He was “taking an interest” and curious what all the hype was about. The positive result was that my parents knew why I and my friends were talking in stupid voices, that there was no need to institutionalize me or think I was on drugs. They knew all I wanted was a Pepsi.
There’s nothing I need to add to boingboing’s take on how the arrest of the promotion installer Peter Berdovsky is nothing but an attempt to cover up not noticing these “mysterious devices” for up to three weeks, and then having no clue what they were looking at.
I can’t help but feel that this cultural illiteracy and lack of communication is what creates a botched “delivery of democracy” and makes ignored children go postal.
This is the way the world ends. Not with a bang, but a finger.
“There is no such thing as bad publicity.”
First off, kudos to ATHF and [adult swim]. Mission accomplished. Millions are aware of Mooninites now, even if the later ones are fear-monging pop culture morons. Seriously, how could you mistake one of those Lite-Brite devices for a bomb? (Suddenly Boston, known for being a haven of academia, doesn’t look so smart.) As a friend said in the office today, the bomb squad guy probably saw the device and laughed to himself, thinking, “Dude, but I WATCH this show.”
The bigger issue here is the paranoia of the country. Remember a while back, when that SVA student did a project where he put an empty cardbox box labeled “FEAR” on a subway platform? The same situation happened; bomb squad, train closures. The authorities came down on him, threatened jail time and fines. (Mind you, there were no cartoon characters on his package to make the package less threatening, but still.) Meanwhile, his professor gave him a well-deserved A+.
It’s funny, because since that day I’ve stated that there are two kinds of people out there: those who say that guy should have failed the class, and those who would give him the A+. (Perhaps it’s the art student in me who support his “stunt”—harmless, but completely effective.) It’s evident that even today the same thing goes on, the same people exist. Think they’ll all go see the ATHF movie?
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