I Love My Dead Gay Son… and Kelly Ripa

Toilet Humor

Filed under Things That Should Embarrass Me But Don’t:

I love Kelly Ripa. And Jenny McCarthy. If I could meet one famous person, it wouldn’t be my one and only crush since high school Johnny Depp, and it wouldn’t be the woman I want to be the first female president, Hillary Clinton (I know I just lost volumes of respect here for not being an Obama supporter). It wouldn’t be anyone who has done great things for this world. It would be one of these overly perky blondes, my TV role models.

Go ahead and judge. But I’d just like to remind Jack, a former boss of mine — a fantastically witty and cynical man from Boston — that he once confessed to a crush on a certain Sports Illustrated Swimsuit model — Kathy Ireland. And not just a lust-after-her-hot-body crush, because who can help that? He was also attracted to her bimbo persona and pip-squeaky voice.

So if even a Dartmouth-educated man who works at PBS has a penchant for bubbly, beautiful women, then really I don’t see how there’s any hope for the rest of us.

Of course, I don’t think it’s the dumbing down of America. Neither Kelly nor Jenny are idiots. And Kathy Ireland is, after all, now a successful entrepreneur (a “supermogul,” as Reader’s Digest called her). I find them smart, sassy, tough and way over the top. They put their entire personality out there instead of a more dignified, watered-down version, and say, “Fuck it, this is who I am, maybe it’s annoying, but chances are, you probably are, too. Get over it.” I love spunk, even if it’s low-brow humor. Especially if it’s low-brow humor.

4 Responses

  1. I deny nothing.

  2. Whew. Thank goodness you love the low-brow humor, or I’d be hated by you right about now.

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