“Patient Zero for Gay Rights” Lady Bunny makes a very colorful appearance on In the Dollhouse with Lina, talking about the genesis of her character, her first experiences with dolls, why she hopes Donald Trump will grab her pussy and the changing NYC scene.
Keep watching — it's riveting and she doesn't bash Hillary ...
Police confirmed they responded to a medical emergency Saturday at 12:40 p.m. at Berry's St. Louis home. Berry was found to be unresponsive and, in spite of life-saving measures that were administered, he was declared dead at 1:26 p.m., according to police.
The department issued a statement that read, “The St. Charles County Police Department sadly confirms the death of Charles Edward Anderson Berry Sr., better known as legendary musician Chuck Berry. The family requests privacy during this time of bereavement.”
Berry's “Johnny B. Goode” (1958) became his signature hit, and would later liven up Back to the Future (1985):
Berry was also the hitmaker behind iconic tunes like “Maybellene” (1955), “Roll Over Beethoven” (1956) and “You Never Can Tell” (1964), the latter of which you may remember from Pulp Fiction (1994):
Berry wrote the tune in prison in 1962 while serving what wound up being 20 months of a three-year sentence for transporting a 14-year-old girl from Mexico to his nightclub for what he said was a job, but what she said — after being fired — was really a sexual arrangement. Regardless of Berry's guilt or innocence, he felt railroaded by the all-white jury and emerged, according to fellow rocker Carl Perkins, an embittered man.
In the '80s and '90s, Berry's sexual proclivities — an obsession with making and watching porn, a predilection for heavy scat — became the stuff of legend, as documented by Vice via this sordid fax to the late Bob Guccione Sr.
Nevertheless, Berry's career prospered and he never stopped performing. He would go down in history as among the first Rock and Roll Hall of Fame inductees, and was the subject of a Kennedy Center Honors ceremony, at which he was congratulated by President Bill Clinton in 2000.
His final album — his twentieth — is set for release in 2017. He said in December he was dedicating Chuck to his wife of almost 70 years, Thelmetta, a woman he reportedly hadn't lived with in decades.
Photographer Lauren Greenfield has spent a quarter century photographing absurdly status-obsessed buffoons for her monograph Generation Wealth.
In other words, you. And me.
Us! OMG, we're in a book!
The book promises to capture everyone from embryonic Kardashians to Russell Simmons and Brett Ratner to excited teenagers renting limos in which to flaunt their bling en route to dances that may wind up being the highlights of their lives.
Greenfield expanded upon the Kardashian’s [sic] immense influence over contemporary generations. To explain, she cites sociologist and economist Juliet Schor, who wrote the introduction to Greenfield’s monograph. “According to Schor, in America, people used to compare themselves to the person down the road,” she said. “Someone who had a little bit more than they did. Keeping up with the Joneses.”
Today, however, we’re no longer comparing ourselves with our neighbors, but with the chimerical images we encounter on TV screens and social media feeds. As Greenfield put it: “Now we’re ‘Keeping up with the Kardashians,’ comparing our houses to what we see on ‘MTV Cribs.’” The latter reference is a bit dated, but it brings us back to the project’s origins in 1992, when Greenfield first began documenting her hometown of Los Angeles.
The above alert I received from Match.com sums up why I finally canceled my passive participation in the crappy matchmaking site — it's not that I wouldn't dream of dating a 57-year-old — far from it! — but they're not exactly selling him to me.
The site is also fond of writing me notes like, “You both went to college and work out occasionally!”