Robin Thicke, Miley Cyrus and twerking — let’s just turn off TV
Sep 3, 2013 at 2:37 PM
Apparently that sweet little Hannah Montana, aka Miley Cyrus, has done something just awful. I gather this from the Facebook posts from some of my younger friends.After the MTV Video Music Awards aired last Sunday, I read things like, “Please bleach my brain,” and “I will never get over this.” Then they posted a photo of Will Smith and his family looking absolutely horrified as they allegedly watched Cyrus perform. The next day the news — THE NEWS — reported the Smiths were reacting to Lady Gaga’s act, and despite the looks of horror and disgust, they were actually enjoying themselves.Whatever.I have heard a lot of noise about Robin Thicke’s song “Blurred Lines,” but I have not heard it nor have I seen the video. Based on reactions, the song is controversial, offensive and immensely popular. The only thing I know about Robin Thicke is he is Alan Thicke’s son. I had to Google Alan Thicke to remind me who he was — a Canadian actor and game-show host. That bit of information apparently fell through the cracks in my brain.Apparently Cyrus did this horrible thing while “twerking” along with Robin Thicke’s song, which, as I said, I have never heard. Come to think of it, I’ve never watched Hannah Montana either. Only this week have I learned what twerking means. It is a word used to describe lewd dancing, as my alter ego Prudence would describe it.Is anyone really surprised at young Miley’s behavior? The route from child star to public spectacle is so predictable. Cyrus has become the “et al” to Lindsay Lohan. She is joined by Justin Bieber, who went from YouTube sensation to multi-gazillionaire and now (yawn) wants to be a “serious artist.” Cyrus, like Robin Thicke, is a second-generation entertainer. Her dad is Billy Ray, the one-hit wonder with the execrable “Achy Breaky Heart” and the mullet from hell.Why can’t more celebrity kids be like Debby Boone? The daughter of crooner Pat Boone, Debby parlayed her 1977 hit, “You Light Up My Life,” into a high- profile career as a facelift spokeswoman.There has never been even a whiff of scandal about Debby. Of course not, she was born in the 1950s, the era of “I Like Ike” and whole milk drunk around the family dinner table where a mom and a dad presided over their respectful children. Music and TV were meant to entertain rather than shock. We all wore plaid and liked it, for gosh sakes.In the ’50s, life was so perfectly ... homogenous, boring and bleak. Society was sharply segregated; women had few rights; the poor had only themselves to blame; and anyone who deviated from the sexual “norm” was reviled and vilified.It’s called twerking? And I can turn off the TV if I want to? I think I can live with that.Jan Hearne is the Press Tempo editor. Reach her at firstname.lastname@example.org and follow her on Facebook.