I am shocked and appalled by what took place on MTV the other evening. Can you believe that such a reputable institution as this, one that has given such shows as Pimp My Ride, Yo Momma, and 16 and Pregnant, would countenance such moral ugliness. OK, but enough with the feigned disgust already! Sadly, I just discovered that even the photo with Will Smith and his children appearing to be shocked at the before mentioned events- it turns out- are completely unrelated. There goes the last bit of my innocence.
At any rate, it has been at least fifteen years or more since I myself would dare go anywhere near this awards show, and I am proud to say that what I know of this one has come to me primarily through media accounts. But let's stop pretending. The sad and pitiful person that Miley Cyrus has become is nothing compared to the pitiful population of people who pretend to be offended by it, only to sop up every last bit like a biscuit to gravy. Please, I don't want to hear anymore about how disgusting it was as many continue to gorge themselves on the beatitude of this train wreck, and then repeat it over and over again like some Sports Center highlight, or rather like some gruesome sports injury.
The fact that a woman would sell herself in order to be worshipped is something that I can wholly understand, even if I find it tragic. What I find far more reprehensible is a society that not only encourages young girls to do this, but one that feigns surprise and indignation when they do it, only to invite them to do it again. Miley is our train wreck; she belongs to us. Yet we tell ourselves over and over again that in spite of our bizarre fixation with young girls losing their innocence, as well as the fact that we facilitate their undoing by paying them well for it, we really have nothing to do with it. "Did Miley Cyrus Go Too Far?" blares the headline. "Why yes, and how awful that is, isn't it? I watched the whole thing in an unending loop, and it made sicker each time I watched... I think I'll watch it again!"
Save your disgust and your feigned outrage and actually do something about it. Indeed, if you are really so appalled by what unfolded the other night, then for God's sake, stop feeding this infernal beast. Do all the many Twitter followers mean what they say when they regard her behavior as shameful, or do they just enjoy feeling superior? If we are genuinely interested in expelling this vile little demon of excess, then let us starve it like it nobody's business. Sure it may convulse, foam at the mouth, plead, and make a lot of noise in order to get our attention, but it will eventually slink away if we truly will it. So let us put our disgust to the test by denying it the attention the beast so craves, and let it "twerk" its way back into that God-forsaken abyss from whence it came, along with Robin Thicke, those gigantic demonic teddy bears, and that foam finger that had no business being so far from a football stadium.