The Resurrection

Since it is a holy week I’m of course going to write about something that is not.  The small R resurrection has to do with slutty women who have tried to revive their careers by announcing to the world that they made a living by using men in one way or another.  And sadly it kind of worked out for them. I need a role model!!!  60 Minutes, the premier of real news shows or so I thought, stooped to the level of the tabloids.  Poor Anderson Cooper had to use his best serious face while interviewing a porn star about a one night stand she had twelve years ago.  Tell me he didn’t want to laugh when his most serious question was wondering if her mark covered his ding-dong because that was very au courant in her industry at the time.  She said no and Anderson did not have an appropriate follow-up question.  ‘So Stormy?  Have you already been exposed to every disease out there?  Are you a walking/laying Petrie dish?”  He should have been ready with the hard core news questions.  No glove, no love.  He moved on with other oh-so-irrelevant facts(?).  I’m just missing my Ladies.  Enough already about the sexes using each other for their own purposes.  It’s been done and done and done behind closed doors and let’s put it back there.  We’ve all voyered enough and I’m starting to feel dirty.    As Margaret Thatcher once said, “Being powerful is like being a lady.  If you have to tell people you are, you aren’t.”  Hallelujah