Snip, snap, snipe

Quick thought: Now that Eminem has been nominated for an Academy Award, can he please stop his dexterous yet foul-mouthed bitching that he's an oppressed, crazy white boy that no one understands.

Dude, you're mainstream now. You're a success, selling albums, appearing on video screens, and haunting magazine covers at a rate that would red zone even the J.Lo Coverage Spectrometer. You're the punk kid who spat in the face of America, and we asked for more. You're infectious and everywhere, like AIDS and we don't mind. You're loved by MTV and hated by the Religious Right...a sure sign of budding immortality, up there with a Dionysus from Dixieland named Elvis shaking his hips and John Lennon rightly pointing out at the Beatles were more popular than Christ. Barring some supernova self-destruction, you'll be a fist in the gut of pop culture for years to come.

Of course, being content will probably play havoc with writing venomous screeds for your next album. Oh well, price of fame and all that.

If you're still upset, Marshall, do what the rest of us do: Go to therapy. It's not like you're strapped for the co-pay.

Today's Word: Strung

From One Word

Strung out on connecting words together...thought bridges. It's his latest addiction, world buildings with the arcana of text in the age of crude holography and dancing animations on Web screens.