Mark Steyn: The Grammy Hall of Fame
https://www.steynonline.com/8422/the-grammy-hall-of-lame I’ve been boycotting the Grammys since “Feline Groovy” inexplicably failed to garner, as the rock journalists say, a half-dozen awards. So I didn’t discover until this morning that the Grammy producers had booked an actual grammy, Hillary Clinton, to appear in a sketch about the Fire and Fury audio book. I know there are those who think pop culture’s completely lost its sense of danger and rebelliousness, but c’mon, in an age whose very slogan is one of groupthink coercion (#MeToo) what could be edgier, as they say, than to book a serial enabler of serial predators? Cool! #Time’sUp – but, oddly, never for Hillary. Next year maybe Harvey Weinstein and Charlie Rose can appear in bathrobes and play a few cords. ~Meanwhile, in further news of female empowerment, Australia is promoting itself as a hub of the booming “modest fashion” market:
Hmm. Interesting. Why would “modest fashion” be “quickly increasing in popularity”? Particularly for, say, unaccompanied women walking at night in certain neighborhoods of western cities? Once upon a time Australian fashion was associated with women like Elle Macpherson, who was known as “The Body” because it was very evident that she had one. But from The Body to the body bag is a mere blink of an eye. This new exhibition, funded by Australian taxpayers and promoted by my old friend Julie Bishop’s Department of Foreign Affairs and Trade, celebrates the Australian inventor of the burqini and “the rise of the hijabistas“. That’s great news! Tie me burqa hood down, sport! Who’ll come a-shroudin’ Matilda with me? Sorry, I’m just working on my Grammy nomination for Best Covered Versions. Unfortunately, The Australian‘s Caroline Overington is none too happy at being fitted for her burqini:
Tim Blair adds:
No – because what could be more empowering than volunteering for prison garb? ~Meanwhile, back in the real world, an Italiian “migrant rights” group, Rosso Leone, is offering free courtship lessons to the more excitable young Mohammedans about how to behave if the local womenfolk are unaccountably resistant to your charms:
Which means, with allowances for my rusty Italian:
Beaten – picchiata. That’s another advantage of all this “modest fashion”: You can’t see the bruises. ~I’ve been saying for months that Christopher Steele’s “dossier”, cooked up by Democrats colluding with Russians, was an obvious Hitchcockian MacGuffin, the thinnest veneer of a pretext to set the caper in motion:
Congressman Trey Gowdy now says apropos any release of the “FISA memo”:
No good can come from Mueller’s “investigation”, because you can’t draw sweet water from a foul well. And this well was dug in a sewer – as an attempted coup against an election result they could not accept. ~Ingvar Kamprad, the founder of Ikea, has died at the age of 91. I assume James Corden’s team of writers are working on jokes about flat-pack self-assembly coffins, so I won’t bother… |
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