Retro Douche: The Dice Man Doucheth
Andrew ‘Dice’ Clay has always been a troubling nexus point in our douche time-line. Originally created as an ironic character commentary on the late 50s greaser loser douche, the Diceman somehow bought into his own hype and became actual douche.
I’m not sure where the transition point was. But from a mid 1980s performance art satire a la Pee Wee Herman, to rock star arena entrances in 1991, the Dice Man definitely douchethed.
But it’s hard to rip on Andy Silverstein too much. The dude is over the hill and pimping his own irrelevance in some new reality show, so I almost feel bad for the guy.
Still, there can be no doubt that back in the dawn of douchitude, Holy Grieco Year 1 (1990), The Diceman was a part of that emerging aesthetic of scrote in its infancy. We must factor in this comedy angle on the blinged up, loud, greasy phenomenon that began in the early 1990s and blossomed like a raddish turd into maturity in the past few years. So for that, lets raise The Dice Man into our celebrity hall. And by celebrity, I mean Baio.
