Anything Goes

There's an old song by that name, by Cole Porter, which puts it in the 30s or 40s.

Here's what the lyrics say.

In olden days a glimpse of stocking
Was looked on as something shocking,
Now, heaven knows,
Anything Goes.

Good authors too who once knew better words,
Now only use four letter words
Writing prose, Anything Goes.

The world has gone mad today
And good's bad today,
And black's white today,
And day's night today,
When most guys today
That women prize today
Are just silly gigolos (And I wonder how many kids today know that word.)

And though I'm not a great romancer
I know that you're bound to answer
When I propose,
Anything goes.

Well, those lyrics seem a bit innocent to me. And I thought of them today in the mall as I passed the calendar kiosk and saw this: TRUEbLOOD

It's a calendar with a front picture that I found repulsive, if not shocking. Because it's getting harder and harder to be shocked these days because, truly, anything goes. Take a look at Lady Gaga.

But back to the calendar. The picture shows a young woman's face. She's pretty. Her tongue is sticking out of the corner of her mouth to lap up the blood that's dripping from inside her mouth. It's a color picture. I can only imagine what the pictures inside reveal.

I thought of those lyrics because Cole Porter no doubt "saw" a lot in his day, but I'm thinking he maybe didn't know what "anything" was. I mean, was anything like this part of his anything?

I thought of Wayne and wondered what he would think of all this vampire crap, or if he would pay any attention to it at all. If he did, I'm pretty sure he'd think it was crap.

I say it's crap. I say it's stupid. I say it's shortsighted, at least, and stupid (I think I said that already) to have vampire fangs implanted into your upper jaw, which thing is now the rage. And which thing is not cheap.

And do the kids who are involved in such practices have parents? Or are the parents doing it too? I don't know.

What is the deal? Somebody tell me.

And will it go away?