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Pop Culture I Love You But You’re Bringing Me Down


As three London ladies once said, it’s a cruel summer. Starting with the Celebrity Death Spectacular in June, this usually fun-filled season has been a real downer where entertainment is concerned. And the gloom train just keeps rolling. Murder and suicide are putting the reality in reality TV, turns out Jacko was “murdered,” Ted Kennedy’s dead, and Heidi Montag is still alive.

And when something awful or depressing isn’t happening, NOTHING is. Aside from Up, there haven’t really been any movies worth talking about (although I’ve heard good things about Inglorious Basterds). Aside from Top Chef and Project Runway, summer TV is what it always is - rerunny. And aside from the latest Pearl Jam single, there hasn’t really been any new music worth talking about (seriously, Third Eye Blind has the #3 album in the country right now). There isn’t even any trainwrecky goodness to enjoy since Paris went MIA, Britney is evidently concentrating on losing weight and actually paying attention to her kids, and LiLo is on the best behavior a hot mess like her can manage.

So, what am I to do while stuck in this black hole? Yes, what? I’m asking you! More dumb lists? Some sort of odd Photoshop project (I never did get around to that mythical second issue of Pop Eye Candy)? Fake record reviews? Another Battle of the Netflix Stars? Tell me what you want, people.


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