PoP Corn

Do you know the name of Queen Latifah's successful sitcom and the name of the mag she ran, on the show, which also is the name of one of her actual company's?

I do.

Do you know which FRIENDS star had a very short-lived sitcom spun-off from Married With Children?

I do.

Do you remember the first video MTV played when it launched in 1981? And what flavor of music they played, almost exclusively until August 1988?

I do, because pop culture is my obsessh!

One day I will figure out how to use my bottomless pit of pop culti knowledge outside of being my family's reigning champion of Trivial Pursuit Pop Culture.

Until then, I'm forced to blather my views on the endless availability of factoid fodder and inane popular music, film and television trends - what I like to call PoP Corn - into the blogosphere.

The biggest kernal, last night's Flavor of Lovefinale. OMG!

First, let me say I resisted the temptation to watch the show until maybe three episodes ago. But the drama sucked me in.

Side note: Flav and I had an ep back in 1991, when Public Enemy came down to my alma mater to perform. Ummm...it was NOT a flavor of love encounter!!!

Flav cool and all, but...no!

After the concert, Flav, Chuck D, me, my girl Nise and a few others hung out and had breakfast at the Waffle House.

The way he comes across on television is pretty much him - hyper energy, kooky but by no means un-intelligent.

So, what the heck? I figured I'd throw him some support and watch the show.

Not sorry I missed the first 12 episodes. The last few were all I needed to know that someone is going to hell for the whole reality TV spiral into TMI-TMTA and the loss of any dignity, dating show participants thought they had.

I'm telling you - you've got to catch a re-run or two of this show. Come, to watch Pumpkin spit in New York's face, almost into her mouth - I shit you not. But stay to watch the term Lucky SOB enacted.

The love Flav gets from these women is something to behold.

What won't people do in front of the cameras? Really, what?

Hoopz, the final "winner" of the show kept saying she really felt Flav. She was also depicted as a really competitive person.

Doesn't take Dionne's Psychic Friends Network to see this was more about her desire to win than a desire to be Flavor Flav's long-time love.

Sorry, Hoopz, you didn't come off terribly sincere to me.

Still, I was glad she won. New York had me hating her within seconds of watching.

I can only imagine how it felt to be a contestant alongside her.

Hey, is that wrong? To "hate" a reality tv participant?

Back in the day, it was okay to despise television villans. 'Cause ya know, they were actors!

But now that they're real people...it feels kind of icky saying I hate this chick. I only know of her what the producers cut and pasted together to make for a sensationalized Dating Game.

Yet, this B was off the hook everytime the camera shone her way. I mean the theatrics, the mad eye-rolling, hair flipping, name calling, whiney-voiced theatrics!

By going on these shows and baring themselves...heaving themselves into the pop culture spotlight, aren't we allowed to have an opinion about the persona they reflect?

Hmmm...

Yeah, I've convinced myself. It's cool to hate her.

And the producers are loving my hate. Because, I will be there next week to watch the reunion show! Heh, heh!