Cleaning out my holiday cache, and waiting for the Blogmaster to post proof-of-life. The NYTimes decided to do a year-end interview with every Purity Patroller’s target-of-the-moment:
… As people have brought these things up to you over the last year, has it changed your personal thinking about race?
No, I never let that change me. My grandma, who is alive, was living in a time where there was no way in hell that she would’ve ever thought there would’ve been a black president. I mean, never. And my grandma’s like, not even 80, so this is in a short period of time that things have changed so much. I really thought about it a lot when Nelson Mandela passed away, because I couldn’t even imagine living this life and seeing how much it’s changed. So, you know, I look forward to when I’m older, my kids being like, “What do you mean people ever even talked about what color your dancers were?”
You obviously know that the primary visual imprint of you from the last six months is either the V.M.A.s or your videos.
I went from people just thinking I was, like, a baby to people thinking I’m this, like, sex freak that really just pops molly and does lines all day. It’s like, “Has anyone ever heard of rock ’n’ roll?” There’s a sex scene in pretty much every single movie, and they go, “Well, that’s a character.” Well, that’s a character. I don’t really dress as a teddy bear and, like, twerk on Robin Thicke, you know?
Last night, I was talking about some Madonna performances, and I said, “At some point, everything becomes irrelevant.” Like, no one even thinks about when she did “Like a Virgin” at the V.M.A.s. That just becomes a standard, where it’s just like, “Oh, that’s her thing.” …
Every generation has its moral panic, and it happens to be you this year, and two years from now, it’ll be someone else.
Exactly. Even when I hear that — that someone, two years from now, is going to be the next kind of provocateur — like, I can’t wait to collab with whoever the hell that is, you know? I’m like, whoever that is, I’m going to ride that wave.
Guess there weren’t even any sporting events that deserved blogging, so… What’s on the agenda for the evening?