I'll be honest and admit that I miss the old Madonna. I thought she was really fun and smart and inspired. But I read the writing on the wall the day when I saw this coverpage. Since then, she's gone from being the lovably fucked up fuck me fuck you Madonna I knew and cherished to a....boring and tiresome older woman. Where did your funk go, Madonna? Can one not age gracefully, while maintaining some sort of continuity? I understand that people change, but Madonna is not a person like you and I. She is the invention of a lonely, repressed, exhibitionist kid from Michigan and apparently that kid is now a cranky hag (my heart!). Children's Author? Kabbalahist? African Adopter? Happily Married? Madge? Esther? Hoo doo Madonna. Hoo doo. Now she's got another album coming out and I, because I can't let go, will go out and buy it.
This is my prayer: Please, please let her overcome her trite politics. Please, please, let someone give her some warm tapioca, Tivo'd Wheel of Fortune, and a large diamond encrusted mirror so that we will be spared her vanity, may she be at peace.
Poor is the man whose pleasures depend on the permissions of another.
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