Clowning for dollars
And Facebook, which I enjoy but which frequently puts me on a ledge. Apart from the election, another discomfort I have been suffering comes from a series of Facebook posts by an internet couple. The two are not necessarily unrelated.
The one thing about a lot of posts on Facebook, especially these days with AI, is that you really don't know if something is real or staged. There are people pranking or scaring others, getting pelted, do amazing athletic feats, magic and animal tricks, and all manner of wizardry (and, of course outright lies).
Lindy and Jlo's schtick is this cat-and-mouse routine where they attempt to catch each other by surprise. It reminds me of the old Mad Magazine "Spy versus Spy" series.
In the ones I've seen the man wins; she is bushwacked as she walks into a room, bombarded by a balloon that contains some sort of white icky liquid.
She tries to catch him at his own game but he is devilishly wiley; his traps have backups, false starts, dead ends, and fail-safes.
His pranks are productions and when he catches her off guard he chortles and delivers a final denouement, a popgun-load of confetti. Covered with bright bits of paper and the white goo, she laughs hysterically.
This has me off balance. This isn't a one-time thing. There are many of these clips. It's amazing. They're doing this in a beautiful house. Who cleans that shit up? Just how much of this is real?
Of course, the answer is that, like Trump, they've managed in a very McLuhanish way, to monetize what to the rest of us would be bad - or, at best ridiculous - behavior and, whether we like it or not, we're now part of the cast.
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