Poop Is Popular
CBS's Harry Smith is having an on-air colonoscopy. This is just one example of the media embracing what I predict will become a national Poop Is Popular "movement" (you should pardon the word).
Speaking of movement, I have just returned from a spectacular trip. This journey was spread over three weeks and was centered exclusively in the location of my new storage room. While paying attention not enough to it, I managed over many years to gleefully amass a giant collection of midcentury ceramics and glass from flea markets around the globe, notably France and Europe.
My late friend, the wonderful New York The New Museum founder Marcia Tucker, suggested that I exhibit what she called my "art", generously considering that I had a serious collection. This "collection" became a serious weight on my internal space and finally baptized me into the "less is more" religion. As of this spacious moment, the entire production is bubble wrapped and resting beautifully out of sight.
I feel as if my house took a huge poop.
In my newfound relief, I'm thinking that the matter and metaphor of poop deserves a more prominent spotlight in our national attention. Are political pundits on both sides of the aisle suffering from constipation that leads to toxic anger? Irrationality clogs the airwaves. Irritability is certainly everywhere. The media has become host to verbal hate fests. Is poop the matter?
In this Roman Coliseum-esque time when watching personal reputations slaughtered on national television is considered great fun, I am wondering if the bowels of America are simply too clogged to allow the common decency that fecal evacuation offers. "Letting Go" has long been pop psychology's pet mantra, but are we equipped for it as a nation?
How to get there?
One thing we can do, right now, is figure out where constipation exists for us personally, and do as I did. Flush it out!
Sh*t is being slung in public, but is anyone pooping?