Dead Hookers: Sad or the organic equivalent of a rubber chicken?

My original title was going to have a deal about a guy with Dissociative identity disorder (formerly known as Mulitple-personality disorder) who had one of his alternate personalities kidnap him and he winds up with Stockholm Syndrome. Anyway, it was a bit too long so you got a dead hooker joke instead. Lucky you!

So this story is amazing. Up until now I've tried to avoid getting "newsy" with this blog. Unfortunately my life lacks the interesting situations that are required to keep it regularly updated with semi-entertaining material. Anyway, you can find the original story here. Have you read it yet? I didn't think you would. Anyway, it's about this girl who apparently picked Buffy the Vampire Slayer (the television series) as a topic for her DOCTORAL thesis and now regrets it. Now I'm usually the one to point out that Joss Whedon's show frequently used its demons, vampires and other assorted monsters as metaphors in addition to using the cover of a show about a girl who kills vampires for a living as a way to talk about real life issues. Vampires as a metaphor for sex has been done before, but when Buffy loses her virginity to one and he loses his soul as a consequence and goes on a killing spree... well that's metaphor on steroids and one of the show's defining moments. So while the show does work on a deeper level and I fully acknowledge this, you would have to be bug-shagging crazy to pick this as a topic for... well any paper you might be doing that you would like some sort of academic profesional to take seriously. Sure it explored the unexplored, putting a female in a dominant role as a fighter and leader among a group that primarily consisted of men, exploring a main character's turn to a lesbian relationship on prime-time television, it was - at times - some seriously heavy stuff. On the other hand you also need to remember that there was a vampire on there who, for 3 seasons, had a chip implanted in his brain by a secret government organization that wouldn't let him bite anyone. At the conclusion of the third year of this he gets his soul back and, with the aid of some bling that would make Mr. T envious (a large jewel encrusted pendant), he shuts a gateway directly to hell thus saving the world. A good story? Hell yes. A good foundation for a doctoral thesis? Probably not.

I was going to do a book review in addition to the above rant but, seeing as though I wrote far more than I planned to, I'll save it for another day.

To make this post complete, one of my favorite videos of all time:



Lightning Bolt!