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The Descent of Bandann
While I allowed my blogging muscles to atrophy, my longtime friend has been pumping his up, and recently became the in-house blogger for the The Soup. And by "longtime friend" I mean, like, since first grade, although I've always known him by a name other than "Clog Narter." I can only assume that that's a pseudonym and/or anagram of "furry for life."
Reading his blog yesterday, I cam across his entry on Bret Michaels which was a little unsettling because I'd never even heard of this guy until an hour prior when I came across this mindnumbingly atrocious video, apparently drawn from a "tv show" where "girls" compete to go on "dates" with the Mr. Michaels. I've known for a while that the teaching of evolutionary principles in the public school system has been under siege, thanks to religious fundamentalism, the ID movement, and Ben Stein. But never have the horrific consequences of these efforts been as apparent as on Rock of Love. Surely any woman with even a cursory knowledge of phylogeny would recognize that the female's "mate choice" sexual selection criteria are askew when they vie for the affections of an organism who has, along with other exaggerated morphological features, a propensity for wearing bandannas.Posted on April 23, 2008 to Links