On Barbie, Seinfeld, Fanjul, and coincidences
Yesterday, three seemingly unrelated but mutually resonant news stories surfaced simultaneously.
No. Pure coincidences only exist in the smallest and dullest of minds.
All events that seem coincidental are screaming out "pay attention!"
The Almighty often screams this way, to certain people, none of whom He selects at random.
This week's three events broadcast the following message loud and clear: the real world should never be confused with the realm of ideals.
That message has many lessons embedded in it. Infinite lessons.
The first event: American toymaker Mattel, Inc. revealed to the world that the doll Barbie's body "was never designed to be realistic." So now, finally, 55 years after the popular doll was created, a spokesperson for the toy maker lets the world know that their doll was not designed to instill a feeling of inferiority on every woman on this planet. "She [Barbie] was designed for girls to easily dress and undress,” Kim Culmone, vice president of design for Mattel calmly explained at a news conference. So, now, after 55 years of complaints from very concerned adults who have blamed Mattel for foisting a monstrous feminine ideal on society, the real truth comes out: Barbie is just a toy, and form follows function. Barbie looks the way she does because her body shape allows for tiny items of clothing to slip on and off easily.
Wow. How mind-blowing. And to think that millions of adults have been complaining for such a long time -- exactly as long as the Castro dynasty has been in power -- that Mattel was evil for designing a doll that no human female could ever match exactly.
The second event: American comedian Jerry Seinfeld revealed to the world that comedy does not have to fully represent the demographics of the United States Census. So now, finally, after two decades of scolding by the politically-correct police for not including sufficient numbers of racial and ethnic minorities in his comedic productions (especially in his sitcom "Seinfeld"), the comedian points out that political correctness has nothing to do with being funny.
“People think comedy is the census or something,” Seinfeld complained, arguing against those who think that his shows should mirror American demographics exactly. “This has gotta represent the actual pie chart of America? Who cares? Funny is the world that I live in. You’re funny, I’m interested. You’re not funny, I’m not interested. I have no interest in gender or race or anything like that.”
Wow. How radical. Comedy is not real life. And art doesn't have to adhere to political correct tokenism to be sublime.
The third event: Cuban-American megabillionaire Alfy Fanjul revealed to the world that dealing with murderous tyrants in order to further enrich yourself is a wonderful thing. So now, finally, after 55 years of badmouthing the thugs who stole his family's property and turned his country into one of the world's worst hell-holes, Alfy jumps onto the lets-make-deals-with-Castrogonia bandwagon. Forget the ideal world, where ethics float in a vacuum and abstractions such as the concepts of right and wrong are spun out of nothing. This is the real world, and form follows function: if there is money to be made somewhere, go there and make a buck, maybe even get your old mansion back, and to hell with the rest of your countrymen. To hell with the world, come to think of it.
Wow. How pragmatic. Business is business. Ethics? Schmethics. And if you have any complaints, hermano, wake up to the fact that the real world is not to be confused with ideal realms. Ideals? Schmideals.
It's a dog-eat-dog world, red in tooth and claw, where form and function are the only ethics and where poking fun at this monstrosity is the ultimate comedy.
So, there you have it. Sometimes this message shocks the inhabitants of the politically-correct alternate universe. Sometimes-- maybe one out of every three times -- it shocks those who would like to live in a moral universe.
Wow. How simple.