Rejoice for Season Two is Out on DVD!

Rejoice for season two of The Boondocks released on DVD this week! I’m consistently amazed that more of my friends don’t watch this show. I love it! Not only is it insanely funny and filled with honest, topical messages, but the art for the show is beautiful. It’s a show that appeals to all five senses, you know, sight, sound, humor, intelligence, and martial arts love. Okay, that last one might be made up.

I cannot comment on the overall quality of the second season. Why? Well, two episodes of the season (“The Hunger Strike” and “The Uncle Ruckus Reality Show”) went unaired in the United States. I haven’t had a chance to watch those yet but I suspect that if they weren’t aired that they are probably particularly funny. To quote Karen from the television show “Will & Grace”, “It’s funny because it’s true.”

What I have seen of the second season shows that The Boondocks continues to maintain its love affair with anime and martial arts, mocking BET and activist reverends, and the trials and tribulations of not just the African American community, but of the American community.

Creator Aaron McGruder takes a lot of flack for the content in The Boondocks. What can I say people, the truth hurts. Take it like a man and laugh at it for God’s sake! The stand out episode for the season in my opinion is “The S-Word”. Not only does it confront the changing usage of the n-word, but it takes on a remarkably Al Sharpton like reverend AND Ann Coulter. Here’s a little tease for you:

(if you are offended by the n-word DO NOT PLAY THIS CLIP!)

Do yourself a favor, buy The Boondocks season one and two DVD box sets. You won’t regret it.

I Beat MTV….I Rock.

That’s right, I beat MTV.  In Issue 14 I interviewed Raven Digitalis.  At the end of March MTV did a piece featuring the author.  I beat them by months…months I say!  Raven is an awesome guy and a lot of fun so I thought I would post the link to the article here, and I’ll even post the one to my interview too.
 
MTV article here.
 
Magical Buffet interview.

First, I’d Like to Thank Jesus for This Blog…

I love Kathy Griffin.  I always have, and I imagine I always will.  I frequently tell people that I want to be the Kathy Griffin of the spirituality set.  I shamelessly use her bits in conversations with friends and family, sometimes even giving her credit.  I love her vicious mocking of celebrity.  On the surface it all seems so simple.  Kathy makes fun of celebrities.  Perhaps, I’m reading too much into her work, but I personally feel there is so much more to it than that.
 
Yes, the bulk of Kathy’s material comes from the examination of celebrities.  She harpoons and deflates the largest stars out there, such as Oprah, Tom Cruise, and Whitney Houston.  This kind of deconstruction of icons to expose their remarkably human flaws, such as vanity and obsession, is actually reminiscent of court jesters of the past.  Those savvy Magical Buffet readers know that the court jester is just another manifestation of the trickster god archetype.  The trickster god mocks those most important members of society to keep them in check.  In those terms Kathy’s humor would be suited for tackling politicians or royalty, but in this day and age, she has chosen to tackle the nearly deific realm of celebrity.
 
That’s why it came as no surprise to me that when given the opportunity to attack the most sacred of celebrity moments, the Emmy acceptance speech, she managed to take it to task.  Much like almost any story she tells about Gwyneth Paltrow.
 
“A lot of people come up here and thank Jesus for this award.  I want you to know that no one had less to do with this award than Jesus.  Suck it Jesus, this award is my god now!”
 
Is there a more perfect parody and take down of this holier than thou validation of celebrity?  Well hold onto your golden statuettes because the ride is about to get bumpy!
 
Responding to pressure from the Catholic League, Kathy’s acceptance speech will be censored in the taped airing of the awards ceremony.
 
“The Academy of Television Arts & Sciences reacted responsibly to our criticism of Kathy Griffin’s verbal assault on 85 percent of the U.S. population.  The ball is now in Griffin’s court.  The self-described ‘complete militant atheist’ needs to make a swift and unequivocal apology to Christians.  If she does, she will get this issue behind her.  If she does not, she will be remembered as a foul-mouthed bigot for the rest of her life,” Bill Donohue, president of the Catholic League, from their website.
 
Now, Jim’s, my husband, first response to all of this was, “Does that mean if Atheists raise a stink, the Emmys will edit out any celebrity thanking Jesus?”
 
Funny you should ask.  A quick visit to the American Atheist website will give you this tid bit from their president, Ellen Johnson, “It’s permissible to make religious comments at the Emmy Awards and other public events as long as they do not criticize or threaten the self-appointed ‘Religion Police,’” said Johnson. “Celebrities can go on national television to ‘thank’ Jesus, or Allah, or Scientology for their success, but an Atheist cannot make an honest and forthright statement that their success came from developing their talents and working hard.”
 
In fact, if you click here you can see how American Atheist is rallying support for Kathy.  Better still, you can visit http://suckitjesus.com/. 
 
Here’s a point I want to make.  In no way is she making fun of Catholics or other Christian denominations.  Seriously.  You really have got to want it to think she is.  Kathy doesn’t roll that way.  How do I know?  Well, for all the years of making fun of Tom Cruise, not once has she made fun of his fans.

Also, as Jim pointed out to me, everyone is avoiding the real issue here.  Does Jesus really rig awards?
 
By the way, to learn more about Kathy Griffin, click here.

Today I Prayed For…

I was a big fan of the television show “The West Wing”.  I also loved “Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip” (created by the same guy) but it got cancelled and I’m bitter so I would thank you not to bring that up.)  Anyway, there was this amusing little bit in the episode “Debate Camp” that I always liked involving 600,000 Evangelicals praying for C.J. (the White House Press Secretary).  It went like this:
 
BILL STARK
(enters) Excuse me, C.J.

C.J.
Yeah?

BILL STARK
Bill Stark. I’m with "Kingspeak." We’re a magazine that reaches over 600,000
Christians Evangelicals. I’m sorry I missed your first briefing. I heard you did well.

C.J.
I can do better.

BILL
I wanted to tell you that on December 10th, all 600,000 will be praying for you.

C.J.
Really?

BILL
That’s right.

C.J.
I don’t understand.

BILL
Well, once a year, we identify the 365 most influential people in media and we assign each of them a calendar day and we pray for them.

C.J.
I really don’t know what to say in response to that sort of kindness.

Later in the episode it comes up once more with humorous results. 
 
LEO
Not quite. Our report card for our first two weeks in office. The President’s approval has gone from 61% during the transition– when, I suppose, there’s nothing to approve– to 49% once there was. 47% see him as a strong leader– a result of bungling the Rooker nomination–and African-American support, which basically elected him, has gone from 92 to 78. Finally, if the election were held today, the President would be Chairman of the Economics Department at Phillips Andover Academy. Can anyone report anything good?

C.J.
600,000 Evangelicals are praying for me… so… we have that going for us.

LEO
What the hell are you talking about?

C.J.
It’s true– a guy gave me this card: "365 in Media."

SAM
Who are the others?

C.J.
I don’t know, let’s see… "Hugh Hefner, Don Imus, Howard Stern…" all the late-night guys.  This is… one, two, three… this is the Editorial Board of The New York
Times. This isn’t a good list, this is a list of people who are going to hell!

TOBY
Yes.

C.J.
They’re not praying for me because they like me! It’s ’cause I’m doomed to eternal damnation!

SAM
Well, if you weren’t, it’d be a waste of praying.

C.J.
You’re on the list too, pal.

SAM
Can I see that?

LEO
You can all leave.
 
I always found this to be one of those amusing things that seemed real but obviously was not.  Well hold onto your hats because I bring you The Hollywood Prayer Network!  According to their website, “The Hollywood Prayer Network is a non-denominational Christian prayer ministry for the purpose of praying for the people, the projects and the powerful influence of the Entertainment Industry. HPN believes that by mobilizing global prayer we can be a part of God’s miraculous work of changing the spiritual climate of Hollywood, from the inside out.”  Here’s where things get totally fun, if you click on the National Media Prayer Breakfast link on their homepage you get taken to here, and you see this!


 
How awesome is that?  There really is a calendar!  I love it!  They really tell you who to pray for each day!
 
Okay, serious time.  I don’t find this offensive at all.  C.J. was right, they are praying for her because they think she’s going to hell (damn liberals!) but it doesn’t change the fact that they’re praying for her.  It’s not like they’re sitting around praying to God for her untimely demise, essentially they’re praying that she allows God to work through her, blah, blah, blah.  Harmless stuff, and certainly not going to hurt anyone.  And besides, it’s totally fun!
 
I hope one day The Hollywood Prayer Network sets aside a day for people to pray for me!

By the way, today is September 1, 2007.  You should be praying for Christina Norman, President of MTV and MTV, and "cultural influencer" Conan O’Brien.

The Nothing Club

Edward organizes a Camp Kidney boat building event. All of the boats look to be in good working order until the last one. It was built by Lazlo and his roommates. It’s a large block of bricks. Despite this, Scoutmaster Lumpus gives Edward a badge for leadership and tells the campers to put their boats in the water. All of the boats sink, except for Lazlo’s brick boat which inexplicably manages to cruise around the lake at high speeds. Lumpus is so disgusted he takes away Edward’s leadership badge.

Edward is so infuriated by this that he starts an exclusive club in a tree house that everyone in camp can join accept Lazlo. He goes so far as to even recruit Raj and Clem, Lazlo’s best friends. Lazlo wanders around camp hearing people whispering. He stops and says, “Hi Ping! Hi Edward! Whatcha talking about?” “Nothing,” Edward tells him.

Of course the inevitable happens and Lazlo discovers the club’s existence. Needless to say, Edward takes great pleasure in letting him know he’s not welcome. “Why don’t you start your own club?” Edward asks. “Oh yeah that’s right, you don’t have a club, do you Lazlo? You’ve got nothing! The nothing club! That’s your club!”

Lazlo is dumbstruck. He starts dragging his foot in the dirt to create a square. All the while muttering, “The nothing club? That’s my club. Nothing.” When the square is complete he steps inside. After a moment he lights up. Lazlo begins to imagine the contents of the club, including a juice bar and a hall of mirrors.

Meanwhile, Edward reveals the true purpose behind his exclusive club. It’s actually the “I Hate Lazlo Club” complete with posters and t-shirts! He tries to encourage the other members to tell mean stories about Lazlo, but no one can seem to pull it off. They start out bad, but in the end all the stories reveal that Lazlo is good natured and kind hearted.

As Edward’s club begins fumbling, Nina, a camper from the girl’s camp near by, notices Lazlo standing in his dirt square. He explains to her that it’s The Nothing Club and that it’s a club that they make up together. She decides that sounds fun and joins.

Back at the “I Hate Lazlo Club” things are degenerating fast. As Edward tries to get the club on track Lazlo’s buddies Raj and Clem claim they are hearing music from Lazlo’s club below. When people look down out of the tree house they see Lazlo and Nina dancing. One by one Edward’s club members file down out of the tree house to join Lazlo.

“Hey! Where are you guys going?” Edward asks. “Stop, can’t you see? He’s got no doors…no walls! My club has the best of everything! Lazlo’s got nothing! I’ve got cold soda.”

“So what do you think of The Nothing Club?” Lazlo asks a fellow camper. “Uh, nothing?” the camper replies. That response gets loud cheers from the people at the club.

Edward is roaming around camp alone and dejected. He watches all his fellow campers dancing to music that isn’t there; taking part in activities that can’t possibly occur, such as feeding the club mascot…a dinosaur. Lazlo sees Edward and encourages him to come on in. This frustrates Edward because he sees no door. He hears no music. Grudgingly he approaches the side where the “door” is supposed to be. Edward pretends to turn a knob and it happens. Once he opens up the “door” he hears music.

Before Edward can join in the fun Scoutmaster Lumpus grabs him and sends him off the salvage the sunken boats from the lake.

Sadly, Edward heads off. Upon seeing this Lazlo exclaims, “Hey Edward! Where are you going? Edward, I wanted to thank you for this club! Thanks for NOTHING!”

What is this story? It’s an episode of Camp Lazlo from Cartoon Network. Edward is a platypus and Lazlo is a monkey. This isn’t the best cartoon the network offers, but this particular episode struck a chord with me. Obviously the lemons to lemonade story is good. The unintentional slam of “Thanks for nothing!” is particularly stellar. But what about the odd message of perspective that is revealed when Edward finally hears the music?

Everyone else sees doors, walls, toilets, rocket ships….except for Edward. There is music that everyone hears….except for him. Then, once Edward is willing to try, to believe, to take the leap of faith that there is a door, that’s when he hears the music everyone else heard all along.

What does it mean Rebecca? I don’t know for sure. I’ve spent more time pondering this 15 minute cartoon than any 30 year old woman should, and I still can’t tell you for sure. I like to think it’s a story of how holding onto a level of child like innocence and imagination can make even a square of dirt something wondrous.