'Bag / Not a 'Bag
We haven’t had a ‘Bag / Not a ‘Bag discussion in awhile, so I think it’s time we parse this choadwannabe. And with the unprecedented run of hilarious comments threads lately, I’m expecting detailed dissection of all nuances of the hottie/douchey spectrum.
Again, keep in mind that performative douchebaggery echoes the authentic by creating privileged meaning just as the simulacrum replaces what we think of as “the real.”
Does an ironic Douche Gnome qualify for authentic douchebaggery by affecting the performative tropes of the true douche?
Can the performative simulation of douchebaggery create authentic rage within the viewing of a single hottie/douchey image? And can we measure authentic rage using aesthetic measurements or is it simply psychoanalytic affect?
Is the Hottie lost to the dark roads of JoeyPorche level waxed eyebrows and douchosity, ya digggggggg? Or does she hold a glimmer of redeemability?
And why, even facing a hottie that Bleethed out, does the DB1 stil want to twirl her bobby socks with his teeth while playing the drum rhythm from John Bonham’s 1976 Bonzo’s Montreux on her caboose?
