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東妮：
I just finished reading this book today. "Sex, Drugs, and Cocoa Puffs" (despite the book's title) is a collection of essays that draws connection between popular culture and collective social issues. Chuck Klosterman has some very thought-provoking ideas about a range of pop culture ideas and phenomena. I enjoyed his writing style and sense of humor. In some way Chuck's boasting for his solipsism works for me. Certain things this man has to say are true! (at least I feel connected) He touches on many aspects of American society. It's better to be vaguely familiar to American culture from the late '70s to the early '90s, otherwise you may find it hard to identify with the jokes.
Below are the random arguments that interest me:
What matters is that Coldplay manufactures fake love as frenetically as the Ford fucking Motor Company manufactures fake love as frenetically as the ford fucking Motor Company manufactures Mustangs, and that's all this woman heard. "For you I bleed myself dry," sang their block-head vocalist, brilliantly informing us that stars in the sky are, in fact, yellow. How am I going to compete with that shit? That sleepy-eyed bozo isn't even making sense. He's just pouring fabricated emotions over four gloomy guitar chords, and it ends up sounding like love. — Chuck Klosterman (Sex, Drugs, and Cocoa Puffs, 3)
Madonna is an unsuccessful sexual icon because she desperately wants to be a sexual icon. Pamela Anderson is the perfect sexual icon because she wants to have sex. You think that makes her dumb? Well, maybe you're right. But how smart are you while you're having sex? What part of sex is "intellectual"? Certainly none of the good parts. — Chuck Klosterman (Sex, Drugs, and Cocoa Puffs, 83)
... why are 99 percent of porn sites directed toward heterosexual men? Wouldn't this imply that females can't fathom the difference between the real and the virtual, even though they all obviously do? Why can women comprehend the power of the Internet without masturbating to JPEG images of dehumanizing sex acts?... I can only assume it has something to do with licking your own nipples. — Chuck Klosterman (Sex, Drugs, and Cocoa Puffs, 116)
