politically correct me

I have two things on the agenda tonight. The first is a short rant about the absurdity of the rights of common people to complain. By common I mean backwards. Okay, so there is (or was) an advert on TV for tampons. This isn't astonishing in any way, but this advert used a an euphemism we're all familiar with (apparently too familiar for some) to portray a certain important element to tampons. It was a good attempt at not taking a touchy product too seriously. The ad features a beaver hanging out with a young lady. They do all the things a couple would do early in a relationship: walk, laugh, have dinner and give gifts. Except the beaver of course doesn't talk and only receives a gift: a box of tampons from the lady. It makes sense.

Seems this offended some people, because it's offensive to use any kind of imagery or wording that describes something natural we're all afraid to hear on TV. First off, the offended folks claim the use of the term 'beaver' was offensive. I don't get this. Beaver was never mentioned once. It was just there, quietly going about business with the lady who seemed pretty joyful. What if it had a name like Barry? She hung out with Barry (a beaver) and gave it tampons over dinner.

"A beaver?! Oh my heavens' Lord golly gosh! She's giving a beaver tampons. What an outrageous, scandalous thirty seconds I've just witnessed. Where's that number - ah yes, on Speed-dial. Lovely dovely."

I don't really care about the ad or whether it's still circulating. I mean, it wasn't amazing, even though it beat all those incredibly hackneyed "empowerment" ads for tampons that apparently give back control to women. Face it, ladies: You're hormones' bitch.

What I do care about is how ridiculous the notion that this kind of thing is considered offensive and various action is forced. If I was the company I would send a diagram of the female reproductive system to whoever complained, with the simple note:

This is a vagina. It's real, so deal with the beaver, you sheltered, empty fool.
Ps. Penis.

There was another advert that came under scrutiny. Something to do with beer and a chick wearing a bikini, I think. Or at least it vaguely involved breasts. These offended people have issues. Their children will grow up being menaces to society because they had terrible parents and no sense of reality (rated very R).

R = heavy sex, plenty of violence, a fuckload of language and mega-gore.

By the way... highlighting an 'offensive' ad just makes it more known and earns the creator extra money and a pat on the back. Plus the company is (hopefully) laughing at you over lunch.

- P

Wait, I had two things on tonight didn't I? The second is making fun of horrible lyrics, such as the following, line by line:

Superman dat hoe
The title lets you know you're in for a butchering of ghetto English, which is a butchering of English itself. "Superman dat hoe" ... does that mean you make her wear a cape and undies outside a tight outfit?
[Chorus: x2]
Soulja Boy Off In This Hoe
Tolja this was a butchering. Seems here that soldier boy (I know, right?) is "off in this hoe" meaning perhaps that there is a hoe somewhere we're supposed to know about and he is in her, going off. Maybe 'hoe' in this sense means some kind of place, like a club.
Watch Me Crank It
Oh, but he's cranking it. Euphemism (that word again) for some sexual act or is he cranking a car? Oh! Maybe 'hoe' meant car in the last line! That fits well. He can be "off in" a car.
Watch Me Roll
Roll... this follows on pretty well. The car might need to roll before the engine fires up after he's cranked it good.
Watch Me Crank Dat Soulja Boy
Wait, there's another soldier boy! These characters need to be mentioned earlier, before we're slammed "dis" and "dat" that we're supposed to recognise. Is the car a Soldier Boy (TM)?
Then Super Man Dat Hoe
Ah, the title returns. So it is an action after all. Since the car is a 'hoe' by the name of Soldier Boy (TM), I guess supermaning would involve pushing or some other exertion likened to superman. Hm, you do look kind of like superman flying with your arms outstretched...
Now Watch Me youuu
Huh? Okay, with 'ghetto English' I sometimes allow for certain licenses. There's some strange sentences that fly at you, but it's within the ghetto realm of lingo. This line is just bad. You is not an action, and this is a serious struggle for words.
(Crank Dat Soulja Boy)
Now Watch Me youuu
(Crank Dat Soulja Boy)
Now Watch Me youuu
(Crank Dat Soulja Boy)
Now Watch Me youuu
(Crank Dat Soulja Boy)
... so the worst line is repeated and backed up by a chant to get the car started.

[Verse 1:]
Soulja Boy Off In This Hoe
Yes, we know already.
Watch Me Lean And Watch Me Rock
Um, out the car window? Does the car have hydraulics?
Super Man Dat Hoe
Right, pushing it or something again. Guess there was leaning and rocking at the same time.
Then Watch Me Crank Dat Robocop
New car! Or maybe we're all just finding out that Robocop needs to be cranked. All this time!
Super Fresh, Now Watch Me Jock
I'm getting bored of watching these things. This is also pretty weird.
Jocking On Them Haterz Man
Oh, you're jocking some haters. That's even weirder.
When I Do Dat Soulja Boy
Now it's just confusing. Are you cranking or doing this damn car? Goddamn.
I Lean To The Left And Crank Dat Dance
Now you're a cranking a dance? What dance? Why left? UGH.
(Now You)
Hm?
I'm Jocking On Yo Bitch Ass
Hey, don't go anywhere near my ass. Especially don't crank it. Seriously.
And If We Get The Fightin
The fighting? If we get it? Missing word there... only two letters.
Then I'm Cocking On Your Bitch
What happened to the homosexual urges?
You Catch Me At Yo Local Party
I wonder if Corey Worthington knows about this.
Yes I Crank It Everyday
Much cranking indeed. Them cars don't seem to have very good engines.
Haterz Get Mad Cuz
"I Got Me Some Bathin Apes"
...

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 2:]
I'm Bouncin On My Toe
I can't be bothered writing anymore
Watch Me Super Soak Dat Hoe
But some innuendo is in there. I guess it involves a money shot
I'ma Pass It To Arab
And then this makes it weird.
Then He Gon Pass It To The Low (Low)
... and it doesn't stop there
Haterz Wanna Be Me
Mm, because there's bitches to be cocked, cars to be cranked and bitch asses to be jocked.
Soulja Boy, I'm The Man
Soldier boy.
They Be Lookin At My Neck
Of course
Sayin Its The Rubberband Man (Man)
Lame.
Watch Me Do It (Watch Me Do It)
Again with the watching
Dance (Dance)
Blah blah blah
Let Get To It (Let Get To It)
Blah blah blah
Nope, You Can't Do It Like Me
I really have no idea what "it" is at this stage. Unless "it" means write lyrics, in which case this line is both wrong and right. Wrong because the lyrics are terrible and right because a bunch of bathin' apes could do it. But I think "it" means the dance that is mentioned somewhere
Hoe, So Don't Do It Like Me
Trust me, you need not worry
Folk, I See You Tryna Do It Like Me
That was a muscle spasm - sorry.
Man That Shit Was Ugly
Your face is!

That was pain. I was truly brain dead by the end - thinking, in a zombie-state: When does it end?

Oh, and the lamest thing about the entire song is the video. This soldier boy claims to be the real deal with his dance (TM), and yet the clip is filled with people doing the exact same dance without error. Go figure.

- G

lyrics are fun
but often not well done
so we can all write songs
and pretend to smoke bongs
when really we just fail English
and insult fish