Look, we could rant about art all day, but one of the amazing things about entertainment is how it creates a separate play land from real life. When I curse or grab my dick on stage, beyond the base level shock value is a glorious celebration of the fact that I can’t do it in most situations without repercussions. From Elvis’ hip shaking on TV, to Morrison’s infamous trial over indecent exposure, to Janet’s Superbowl breast scandal, there has always been a flip side to the coin of art that sets fire to our culture and titillates us as much as a poignant statement does. In my personal view of entertainment, both are equally as important in our quest to avoid the cardinal sin: boredom.
So we can babble about her performance all day long, but Miley, the kid who sat in his 7th grade classes the next day and listened with near sexual pleasure and a throbbing sense of purpose to the kids disgusted with Marilyn Manson’s VMA performance salutes you.
Let’s keep showing them why this isn’t the real world!