7 April 2015
On Popular Culture
What endures in popular culture is hard to get a handle on. As a record collector I cannot help but notice what does or does not continue to find favour with my fellow audiophiles.
You see one fuck of a lot more Bill Cosby records than you used to on the old record shelves. The Cos is no longer enduring with the people for some reason. If I put one of my old Cosby records on at a party it just might get flung out a window.
The premier of my province recently tweeted or some fucking thing about proudly purchasing a used Rolf Harris record. Word somehow had not reached the premier that Harris is doing time for not keeping his didgeridoo in his pants around the children. His cultural popularity apparently only endures with the extremely dim witted.
Michael Jackson continues to endure in the popular culture. Being a total fuck up seems to help maintain one's position in popular culture even when it looks like there is not a jail evil enough to deprive you of your liberty. I could put on a Michael Jackson record at a party and people would dance.
Moon dance, motherfuckers.