persona non sequitur

a review of media by a slightly jaded baby boomer.

Sunday, April 02, 2006


While I have my mind here and am typing away, I ask you to consider Professional Wrestler Autobiographies. (Not too seriously, now).

Did you ever wonder why so many of them just don't sell, and are sent to the over stock and remaindered bins about an hour after they are published? Could it be that the target audience doesn't know how to read, even if they're thirty years of age? They live in their parent's basement, and do have too many friends. People who watch WWF and its ilk are the kinds of people who move their lips when they think and they do it real slow, and God knows how they count above ten without taking thier socks off. I don't know how they deal with eating with a fork, unless supervised, lest they gouge an eye out, or leave many missed attempts bloodying thier cheeks.


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