If you can drag yourself away from the latest Britney Spears crisis, the Joey Buttafuoco sex tape, or whatever else it is that has you occupied at the moment, I’d like to ask for your help in analyzing the “Whopper Freakout.” I don’t have a lot of time right now, but my sense is that it can tell us quite a bit about the future of our rapidly disolving Republic.
I’m watching it over breakfast and I know that it’s a harbinger of very bad things, but I just can’t put my finger on what it is that I find so disturbing. It’s times like this that I wish that I’d stayed in school and gotten my PhD in American Studies. I’d love to have someone paying me to just sit and think about this… My analysis of this commercial, I’m almost certain, would be my ticket out of whatever shithole university had hired me out of grad school… Fuck. If I’d played things differently I could have been a professor at Yale. That’s one hell of a revelation to have over cereal.

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