Two great pieces in the New York Times Arts & Leisure section this morning. Registration required, but worth it.
In My Hero, Janet Jackson, Frank Rich comes out with a fantastic defense of Jackson and an indictment of the hypocrisy surrounding the furor over that Super Bowl breast thing. I was tired of that story about five minutes after it broke, but a defense of Jackson was something I couldn’t pass up. And it was worthwhile. Rich writes: “You can argue that Ms. Jackson is the only honest figure in this Super Bowl of hypocrisy.”
In The Evil Geniuses of Kiddie Schlock, Emily Nussbaum looks at all those incredibly strange, oddly psychedelic Saturday morning kids shows from the ’70s, including Pufnstuf. “The weren’t making shows that parents could watch with their kids. They were making shows that kids could watch alone, while severely addled by Cap’n Crunch.” Yup. Been there. Done that.