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estupido
Monday, September 11 2000
I like the way Hispanics, especially those from the motherland of Spain, feel compelled to put an "e" in front of the "sp" sound whenever it begins a word. And you know, sometimes even for us Anglos things are just more estupid than they are stupid.
Sometimes I find myself wondering about these vast American voting blocks who are swayed favorably to either Gore or Bush depending on who rushes most rapidly to condemn, say, the entertainment industry when a report comes out saying that, horror of horrors, R-rated movies are being marketed to teenagers. Meanwhile, of course, neither of these gentleman seem even the slightest bit concerned that basic fundamental constitutional liberties are being systematically gutted by technologically illiterate judges. The implicit message, of course, is that those constitutional rights serve only the needs of crackpots and cranks. It's to the great bland American center, as dumb as an apple pie, as fearful as a chicken, as selfish as a tumor, as remarkable as a cheeseburger, that the politician must appeal. Such people don't care about free speech because they have nothing to say. Surely I'm surrounded by these people, but it's rare I ever talk to someone meeting this unflattering description.
But then I turn on the teevee and watch Big Brother and I finally get to behold the great American Estupido. He lies, I suspect, somewhere in the average of the personalities of Josh the Stupid Jock, Jamie the Conceited Beauty Queen and George the Doofus. Did you happen to catch George in the full glory of his idiocy tonight? He gathered his co-houseguests together and announced that he'd "figgered out" what Big Brother is all about. It was just like one of those intense revelations you have on ecstasy that you later realize was embarrassingly baseless. With George, though, he never snaps out of it. He tells his housemates that if they all walk out together, they somehow "win" the game. He then launches into a long-winded and thoroughly empty monologue in a sad attempt to articulate what he means. The saddest part of all is that no one calls him on the weakness of his argument. No, instead they all agree to join him on his merry lemming parade. Jamie nods her head, but it's clear that all she can really think about is what all this means to her career as an actress. Meanwhile Josh leaks the "big secret" told to him by Brittany in the red room in the way that maximizes our impression that he is the biggest idiot in the house, with the possible exception of George. Tonight Josh's big line was that walking out of the house would be "the biggest statement a group of humans could ever make." He didn't just say this once either.
Meanwhile, I'm liking Eddie more and more with every episode. Tonight he was the only one making any sense at all. My housemate John, who isn't too familiar with the show, walked in towards the end and asked, "You're serious? That guy's only got one leg? Damn! I'm rooting for the one-legged guy!" John always seems sort of giddy when he comes back from weight lifting at the gym. This mood is a perfect match for mine when I'm drinking vodkatea, which I was of course.
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