Imagine my Surprise! Today, I received my first e-mail from that All-American-Material Girl,
Madonna! As my hand quivered on my mouse, after all these years toiling to her music in the gay dance clubs of this great nation, I thought: What might Madonna want to say,
to me? Has she written a song or invented a game in which my name,
is?
Nope, she just sent me some bad fish wrapped in an old New York Post -- and, Dear Readers, I'm happy to share that fish with you! Knowing it's Madonna writing makes it really, really especially extra super-duper funny -- careful not to choke folks, Points West bears no responsibility if you're reading this while eating a bran muffin, notes from me in parens and italics:
Dear Friend,
(WOW, I'm Madonna's FRIEND!)
I've never done this before. (It's the only thing she hasn't done) But life is about taking risks, is it not? (It is! It is!)
I know that people seem to pay attention to everything I do. (I simply adore her humility) Big or Small. Ridiculous or Sublime. (When did Madonna ever do anything "sublime"?) So I am hoping they pay attention to this:
I am supporting General Wesley Clark for President. (Really? Take me to the polls! Madonna is supporting Wes Clark!)
Not only as a "celebrity," but as an American citizen and as a mother. ("Not only as a 'mother' and an 'American citizen' -- with a fake British accent -- but as a 'celebrity'....." Who wrote this shit? Madonna?
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^ Points West ^ : where the bullsh*t meets the bone