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Read Princess Sparkle Pony, See The Light

You may recall that day before yesterday I briefly became a fundamentalist, young-earth creationist Christian, sternly warning about the many dangers posed to scientists by the Devil's clever antics. Oh, oh, it's happening again.

But wouldn't you know it, one of the very scientists duped by Satan's obvious-to-him-by-now-I'm-sure tricks sensed my wagging, disapproving glittery hoof and, lo, has admitted his role as the Devil's unwitting pawn on this very blog! Praise him!

Furthermore, Dan Chure, the repentant paleontologist, would like you to know that a PDF of his "demonic paper" on the Evil One's fabricated "Brachiosaur" can be seen here. Just, you know, in case you're interested in the ravings of a delusional secularist.

I'm glad that Dr. Chure, who I think we can now call Pony Pal™ Dr. Chure, has recovered, but upon viewing his paper, I can't help but feel that he should have realized his errors earlier. Clearly visible in the aerial map of the site where he found the cleverly "hidden" dinosaur bones is the laughing, mocking face of Satan himself:

Can't see it? I'll highlight it:

UPDATE: haw, more in the comments to this post.

Product Placement?

Sarah Palin, facing tough interrogator Sean Hannity:

"I think Michele Bachmann summed it up very well earlier today. She suggested that maybe the beer summit was more productive and fruitful than what we saw today out of the health care summit," explained Palin.
"Maybe these guys should have popped some tops off some [Miller Genuine Draft beers]* and gotten really down to business and gotten the work done," Palin recommended.

Knowing that Palin doesn't do anything –anything at all– without being paid, I wonder how much she got from Miller/Coors for that little plug?

*I'm guessing she said "Genuine Drafts."

Art Collection: Pensive Big-Eyed Children By "Lee"

Two panels, color offset lithography mounted on particle board, each panel 7.5"x14" 

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Looks like the late 1960s to me.

What's wrong with them? These children are not happy.

Quickie: The Coolest Thing You'll See All Day

Mark Twain and Nikola Tesla in the same room at the same time. Wow.

Scary Thought For The Day

Media Matters pointed out today that the Drudge Report linked to a John Birch Society article.

So it's official, and this is your scary thought for the day: the John Birch Society, no different now than it ever was, is mainstream again.

Fashion Victim: Flying Fashion Circus

The above screengrab is from Monty Python's famous "Confuse-a-Cat" sketch from their first season, 1969.

I don't know if Michael Palin's sweater vest is supposed to be mundane or ludicrous, but today it looks like something Missoni would sell for $800. I want it.

Oldest Trick In The Book

This image provided by the National Park Service on Tuesday, Feb. 23, 2010 shows the right and left views of the complete skull of the newly-discovered dinosaur Abydosaurus mcintoshi. Paleontologists say this new species of dinosaur was found in Dinosaur National Monument, Utah hidden in slabs of sandstone so hard they had to use explosives to free some of the fossils. (AP Photo/National Park Service)

Satan is up to his same-old wicked deceptions! It's well known that the Evil One loves to scatter "fossils" across the land to fool man, and he's done it once again. This time, Satan put the "dinosaur" bones right where the scientists were looking, covering them with extra-hard rocks to make them all the more tantalizing, and even played into their desire for "transitional" species. And the gullible scientists, of course, believed it all and naively declared the "bones" to be millions of years old, despite the Word of God in Genesis.

Haw, gets 'em every time.

Locals Only: NY Avenue To Get More Phalle-ic

An artist's rendering of the New York Avenue Sculpture Project, organized by the National Museum of Women in the Arts. (Jaroslaw Bieda)

I'm thrilled to hear that the weird, ugly section of NY Avenue in front of the Museum for Women in the Arts* is soon going to host a parade of Niki de Saint Phalle's fun, cheerful, technicolor sculptures. Oh, sure, they'll be vandalized within twelve hours of being installed, but it'll be worth it.

I've always had a soft spot for her work, ever since I saw her cartoonish fountain outside the Centre Pompidou in Paris. When I went to UCSD, I appreciated the presence of her Sun God, a profoundly ridiculous public sculpture.

I have no idea what kind of reputation Niki de Saint Phalle, perhaps best known to the public for her perfume bottles, enjoys in the academic art world. I'm assuming her work is looked down upon, because nothing annoys academics quite as much as the intrusion of fun and cheerfulness in art. It's an instant critical death sentence.

Lucky for you I work in a veritable hive of such academics, so I'll ask around today and try to find out.

*I'm unimpressed with the publicity for this fairly major event: nothing on the NMWA web site; nothing on the Niki de Saint Phalle Foundation's web site. Are they trying to keep this secret?

UPDATE: "Her work kind of falls outside academia," is how one colleague put it. Several others used the word "dated" to refer to her work. This is pretty much what I expected.

UPDATE: I cornered a relevant curator (who will remain anonymous) and had the following conversation:

Me: What do you think of Niki de Saint Phalle's work?
Curator: Well... I don't.

So the work of Saint Phalle occupies an in-between place in the low art/high art debate (where "cartoonish" is always a put-down). I guess you could call it fine-ish art. Other examples of this purgatory include Keith Haring, the West Coast "Kustom Kulture" painters of the 90s, Barry Flanagan (ugh), and Kenny Scharf.

Art Collection: Korner Kitty by Gig

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Awwww. I mean, really! This cat will be dead within days.

Gig's kitties probably had the largest eyes-to-body-weight ratio of any of the big-eyed artists' critters. So soulful, so pitiful. In fact, "Pity Kitty" is a title I've often seen applied to this one. Isn't that strange? The popularity of abused and neglected animals as decoration?

I mentioned before that nobody has been able to find "Gig," the master of saucer-eyed puppies and kittens. Here's another mind blower: what happened to the original paintings? Forget Leonardo's lost Leda and the Swan, forget the hoopla surrounding rediscovered Caravaggios... where are the lost Gigs?

Art history, I weep for thee.

Junk Drawer: An Assortment Of Tucson "Punk" Flyers, 1980-1985, Part 1

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I wish I had saved more of these! I'll post the ones I can find squirreled away in various folders and notebooks. I drew in crayons on the one above, tsk. That's from 1980, and I only have vague memories of No Request, and none of Romeo.

The one above was drawn by Pony Pal™ Jeff, now the world's #1 Cindy McCain fan. I can't figure out the date for this one. 1982 or 1983 seems logical, but that would put the show on a Monday or Tuesday, which seems unlikely. I remember that Red Cross (later Redd Kross)always canceled whenever they played in Tucson, though, so that might explain it. All my friends and I worshiped Red Cross for being so trashy.

This is another one from 1980. There's Romeo again. The Serfers eventually moved to LA and became Green on Red. The Pills were a ghastly, horrible New Wave band who wore makeup and played awful, awful sub-Buzzcocks type pop junk. Oh, so bad. They tried really hard to "make it big."

This last one for now is from 1983 when, for a brief period of time, the University of Arizona mistakenly allowed chaotic local bands to play live at lunch for disinterested/befuddled/irritated students. Clean Dog were friends of mine, and were a great post-punk, post-prog noise rock band. That they never recorded an album is a terrible shame.

More to come!

Art Collection: "Potato Chip" By "Gig"

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Ah, Gig, the master of the big-eyed puppies and kittens! How I love thee! How I long to know who you are! Indeed, Gig is one of the most elusive of the big-eyed masters, but it certainly wasn't for lack of effort! A dozen or so of Gig's huge, huge-eyed puppy and kitten designs were apparently quite successful, resulting in many different format prints and a series of Milton Bradley puzzles.

This print is quite large, a color litho mounted on thick particle board and with a textured clear top coating (visible in the scan). It's also quite yellowed, owing to the top coating, no doubt, so I've color-corrected it in Photoshop.

The name for this one, Potato Chip, is apocryphal; I got it from the illustrator Mitch O'Connell, whom I interviewed for a magazine feature on big-eyed art*. He saw it called that in a magazine ad.

I've always admired the sort-of "Ashcan school meets Salvador Dali" quality of the background in this one.

*This feature, written in 1994, features interviews about big-eyed art with O'Connell, Bill Griffith, John Waters, and "Tom Tomorrow," and will be scanned in the weeks ahead.

Fashion Victim: Maybe There's Hope For LA Style After All

I don't know why Sarah Silverman wore an anomalous red plaid sport coat in the courtroom scenes of the latest episode of her TV program, but god it looked good. Well done.

Shock Surprise Headline Of The Day

This begins/concludes PSP coverage of CPAC '10!

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Condi To Perform Expensive Piano Recital Near Modesto

PSP flashback to 07-27-06, Reuters Photo.

This just in from the Associated Press:

SALIDA, Calif. (AP) -- Officials with a California nonprofit group say former Secretary of State Condoleezza Rice has agreed to play the piano at a benefit concert to raise funds for a local school.

The Salida Performing Arts Foundation says the concert at a private residence March 27 will also include cellist Michael Reynolds and tenor Dennis McNeil.

Tickets cost $500 a person, or $5,000 for a table of eight.

Salida Performing Arts Foundation co-founder Brad Friley says he hopes to use the money to purchase additional violins for fourth-graders at Salida's Sisk Elementary School.

Rice, who was secretary of state under President George W. Bush, is an accomplished pianist. She is currently a fellow at Stanford University's Hoover Institution.

Well, that's just fine. I can't find anything wrong with that. Good for Condi. It's nice to see that she's staying busy.

Art Collection: Magstravaganza

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I mentioned recently that I used to work for Spike and Mike's Festival of Animation and implied that it was a less-than-wonderful experience. However, there was a lot I loved about it, too: the films themselves, the travel experience, and especially my excellent colleagues (including Pony Pal™ Mr. Bad Trash!). A huge bonus was getting to meet so many great animators and to see behind the scenes at several studios, including Disney (where I saw an entire warehouse filled with preliminary work on The Lion King and a scrapped version of Fantasia 2) and Hanna Barbera.

Shown above is a sheet of cardboard which, over the course of two days, I had six different directors of The Simpsons draw Maggie Simpson for me. They were all guest speakers at the FOA in, I believe, Northridge, CA. in about 1992. All these directors/producers were well respected at the time, but what they've all accomplished since then (three Oscar noms, two Oscar wins, three BAFTAs, and fifteen Emmys between them) makes this keepsake a really special gem. The artists interpreting Maggie are as follows:

• Wesley Archer: Won an Emmy for his work on The Simpsons.
• David Silverman: Also a producer of The Simpsons, won four Emmys and was nominated for the BAFTA for The Simpsons Movie, co-directed Monsters, Inc.
• Jim Reardon: Co-wrote the screenplay for WALL-E, for which he was nominated for the Oscar. Won five Emmys for The Simpsons. He wrote many of the episodes of The New Adventures of Mighty Mouse!
• Mark Kirkland: Won three Emmys for his work on The Simpsons.
• Rich Moore: Won two Emmys for his work on The Simpsons.
• Brad Bird: Wrote and directed The Iron Giant, The Incredibles, and Ratatouille, won Oscars for the latter two and BAFTAs for all three.

UPDATE: also this (click for bigger):

Art Collection: Big-Eyed Deformed Ballerina

Ballerina, Eden, offset lithography on paper mounted to cardboard. Click for extravagantly, perhaps pointlessly larger.

Most of the second-tier big-eyed artists (the top tier is occupied only by Walter and Margaret Keane) used semi-pseudonymous single names: Gig, Goji, Lee, etc. Above is the work of Eden, and judging from the number of old Eden prints I've come across in the thrift stores over the years, he/she was both prolific and popular. His/her work adorned the walls of thousands and thousands of pre-teen girls all across the United States in (I'm guessing) the mid-1960s to the early-1970s. His hallmarks are smeary backgrounds, repetitive full-bodied poses and an often peculiar take on human anatomy.

By the way, you can learn more, sort of (information on these artists is practically nonexistent) about a lot of the artists I'll be sharing with you at Besmirched. Megan has valiantly tried to research these artists, and for a while was attempting to publish a book on them, a brave endeavor which has yet to produce results. From my own experience in the field, I'm guessing that the difficulty in researching these artists makes it hard to publish their work; they are so-called orphaned copyrights. Isn't it appropriate that the rights surrounding these works, which so often depict adorably poverty-stricken orphans, should themselves become orphans? Awww.

Look into their eyes. It will make everything better.

Fox News Finally Realizes Its Viewers Are Illiterate

via Media Matters.

Painting: Googly Saint

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Not exactly a painting, more of a mixed-media collage. I made this in about 1994, purely as decoration.

Two Funny Things From The LA Times, Plus Ebert

OK, text-only entry, but whatevs.

First! This really spoke to the art geek in me: Christopher Knight's hilarious take-down of the "Renoir in the 20th Century" show at LACMA. I have a general dislike of the Impressionists, but I really, really dislike Renoir. What some of you may not know is just how bad his late paintings were. Knight, a critic I enjoy very much, encounters the conventional wisdom that "Late Renoir is bad Renoir" and comes to the obvious conclusion that the conventional wisdom may even be understating the situation. The four paintings shown in the review, indeed, are so bad, so very, very horrible that you will laugh. I had a chat yesterday with one of the curators of French paintings at my work, and I offered my opinion that Renoir was actually a key player in the development of later 20th Century bad taste, the types of art featuring big-eyed ballerinas and orphan harlequins. She laughed, but thought I was probably right. But, really, just look at the paintings shown in the LA Times and then look at the "Lemonaid" girls shown in the post below, and note that it's just a hop, skip and a jump from one to the other, both in terms of technique and subject matter. Ew, LOL.

Second! I think the LA Times is a great paper, but finding their "street style" photo features really gave me pause. Take a look at their "Street Fashion: Los Feliz" slide show and wonder if everybody in LA actually dresses this badly all the time, or if the photographer just has no eye for what looks good. Honestly! Every single outfit and about 80% of the individual articles of clothing in this feature are god-awful. It's like the anti-Sartorialist. Maybe I really have, after ten years, become an East Coaster after all. Ecccch.

And since I'm just throwing out web links, lazily, instead of creating my own content, have you all read Esquire's beautiful profile of Roger Ebert yet? I want to make sure you do, because it's as good as everyone says it is, and so is Ebert's response to it. I'm considering printing out the stunning, brave portrait of Ebert and keeping it face-up in a special drawer, so that whenever I feel sorry for myself or think I'm having problems, I can just open that drawer and immediately get over it.

Onward with Friday!

Art Collection: "Lemonaid" Girls By Lee

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Whoops, hi! Sorry, I've been a little uninspired by the news lately, so I really should be hitting the scanner more often. This is one of my sizable collection of vintage art reproductions featuring big-eyed kids, puppies, kittens, etc. Feel their souls pouring into yours, OK?

Actually, I have a lot to say about big-eyed art from the 60s and 70s, but I don't really want to get into it yet.

"Lee," is one of several noteworthy, more-or-less anonymous artists in the genre. I enjoy his/her work very much. More to come!

Oroboros

(AP Photo, 11-01-08)

Here's a level-headed analysis* of Sarah Palin's teabagger speech:

Sarah Palin said a number of things with which any conservative could heartily agree - but these were for the most part glittering generalities without specifics.

Downsizing government was mentioned without examples of how or what to downsize. She talked about getting government to live within its means but there was no talk about eliminating the bureaucracy needed to lower taxes [...]

So true! But here's the rub: the above was written by the CEO of the John Birch Society. The lesson learned is that Sarah Palin is so wacky and content-free that she makes the Birchers –the Birchers!– seem rational and profound by comparison.

Also: she will now view them as her mortal enemies (among many) FOREVER.

*Well, not completely; just the part I quoted.

Junk Drawer: Mork and Mindy Lunchbox

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Hey, watcha got in the lunchbox? This one is, for me at least, an interesting time capsule of the early 90s when I worked for Spike and Mike's Festival of Animation. I don't believe I've ever written about this period in my life; still too traumatized, I guess. I'm not going to go into it, but let's just say that you'd think two guys with rhyming names who put on a cartoon show would be fun, nice people, right? Well, there you would be spectacularly, sensationally incorrect. Let's move along.

1. Shitty quality paper Act Up stickers.
2. This is one of those why do I have this? kinda things. It's apparently a promotional yo-yo for the 1991 flop Karen Allen vehicle (!?) Sweet Talker. 
3. Smiley zipper pouch. I'll let you guess what I used to keep in it.
4. Giant-sized Lego! Bigger than a Duplo!
5. Hang-card for a bag of googly eyes. When I worked for the Festival, I always used to keep my jacket pocket full of googly eyes and a glue stick, because you never knew when you might see something which could be improved by these things. I really should get back into this habit. My other way of spreading random fun was to carry tiny plastic ants which I would surreptitiously place in diner sugar dispensers.
6. Classic Bicycle playing cards. Still available!
7. Airway bill for films shipped to the Valley Art Theatre in Tempe, Arizona. What a great theater it used to be! It's still in business, but no longer independent. I have very fond memories of the manager, Krista (interesting/depressing article!).

8. Now here's a really revealing look at my past: a pay stub from the Festival. Yikes.
9. Yay! This is a photo of one of my all-time favorite people! Meet Wendy Fonarow, my college (and thereafter) buddy and now the fabulous Anthropologist of Indie Rock™. OMG, the stories I could tell about Dr. Fonarow! I love you, Wendy! She's still so fabulous that I suspect she's got an aging portrait stowed in an attic somewhere.
10. Stupid, lame-o hipster belt buckle from an advertiser for the magazine I wrote for after leaving the film festival.
11. Phone messages from the always harried, abused Festival office gals.
12. Photo I took of my favorite building sign in downtown San Diego.
13. Dumb novelty plastic TV you look into to see kitschy vintage ads.
14. This is way, way older than the other items in the box. It's a camera shutter extension/single frame release made for movie cameras. For a brief period in elementary school, I fancied myself an animator and never completed a single film. I had fun, though!

Be Afraid

Today's must read is the New York Times' lengthy analysis of the Tea Party movement, and if it doesn't scare the pants off you, you should probably check your pulse. What reporter David Barstow makes clear is that the Teabaggers shouldn't be seen as the fringey edge of the Republican Party, but as a bridge between the GOP and the so-called Patriot movement, better known to most of us as crazy, ultra-right militia types. Ruby Ridge, Waco, and even the Unabomber are mentioned. It's also clear that Glenn Beck, not Sarah Palin, leads this trend. Eventual catastrophe seems inevitable. Oh, sure, we've had our fun laughing at the Teabaggers, but I have a feeling none of you will be laughing by the end of this article.

Who Needs The Weekly Standard When You've Got The Washington Post?

I no longer purchase the Washington Post. Why? Take a look at what's on their op-ed page today:

• Speech writer for George W. Bush says Gitmo shouldn't be closed.
• Charles Krauthammer says Obama has destroyed NASA.
• Bush's attorney general says Obama administration didn't handle underwear bomber correctly.
• Bill Kristol says (again) that we should bomb Iran.

Seriously, have you ever seen a sadder collection of Neocons and Bushies? Elsewhere in today's paper, Chris Chillizza and Paul Kane wonder if the GOP is "losing steam."

Not at the Washington Post!

Oh, oops, I forgot to link to any of the above.

RIP Alexander McQueen

FILE - In this Oct. 6, 2009 file photo, a model presents a creation by British fashion designer Alexander McQueen for his Ready to Wear Spring Summer 2010 fashion collection, presented in Paris. McQueen was found dead at his London home on Thursday, Feb. 11, 2010, his spokeswoman said. He was 40 years old. (AP Photo/Michel Euler, file)

Amusing Photo Of Two People Who Have Almost Nothing In Common

Former Secretary of State Condoleezza Rice and director Spike Lee are shown before the first half of the NFL Super Bowl XLIV football game between the Indianapolis Colts and the New Orleans Saints in Miami, Sunday, Feb. 7, 2010. (AP Photo/Mark J. Terrill)

Did I forget to mention that Condi was at the Super Football Thing? Her hair looked great: a little looser, less helmetty. But what an awkward match! Spike Lee, after all, famously berated Dr. Ferragamo for her signature move, shopping for shoes during hurricane Katrina. Good times! I wonder what they chatted about?

Condi's taste in sunglasses certainly has improved from the days when she wore horribly ostentatious Chanel frames:

I can't identify these new frames. They look expensive. Marc Jacobs?

Should Politicians Leave Comedy To The Professionals?

White House Press Secretary Robert Gibbs has the words "Eggs, Milk, Bread (crossed out), Hope, and Change" written in marker on his hand as he briefs reporters, after President Barack Obama made an unannounced visit to the James Brady Briefing Room of the White House in Washington, Tuesday, Feb. 9, 2010. Former Vice Presidential candidate Sarah Palin has been seen with hand written notes on her hands in recent public appearances. (AP Photo/Charles Dharapak)

Marco Rubio Wants You To Imagine Something Very, Very Icky

Concepts Illustrated

Arinoza Fail

Screenshot from Washington Independent 

I grew up in Tucson, so I noticed recently that Hyundai had kinda cutsily appropriated the name for a new vehicle. Mostly they spell it right. Mostly.

Billboard Fail

Billboard image via Minnesota Public Radio.

Sketchbook: Self Portrait, 2000

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Cute touch: "E.B." and "A.B." for Ernie and Abby Bushmiller. But what's this? "F.R." can only be for Fritzi Ritz, Nancy's glamorous aunt. Hot!

By The Way: Bingo!

I'll fess up: I haven't watched the video of Sarah's speech. I just can't. However, even though I still haven't found a full transcript (this is close, and may eventually become one), from the info I've gathered, I believe we can all jump up in the air and wave around our cards while screaming BINGO!

I'm calling a win in the "G" column. The nonexistent word was lamestream as in lamestream media, which she said. Reagan, of course, was mentioned several times, including literally in her first breath. Palin did do some Tennessee/Nashville pandering, including a reference to country music, at the beginning of her speech. Palin included Nancy Pelosi in a disparaging Reid/Pelosi/Obama comment. And I'm just assuming several "G"s got dropped (correct me if I'm wrong) along the way.

Still, I expected the board to get more filled up. I'm amazed that she neither used the word socialist nor used Washington as an adjective*. I'm crushed, obv, that she missed the opportunity to sport a stylish tea bag accessory.  And she referred to Trig, but I'm not sure if she did by name (Update: she didn't).

Still! Bingo!

UPDATE: I got a full transcript from Pony Pal™ WIIIAI, and I'm pleased to say I was able to cross out Names Founding Father (she mentioned George Washington) and Subject/Verb disagreement ("And each of us who is here today are living proof that you don't need an office or a title to make a difference.") for a second win across! Yay!

*As in "Washington insiders." She never did it!

Sarah Palin Weighs Benefits Of Breast Augmentation Surgery

Former vice presidential candidate Sarah Palin addresses attendees at the National Tea Party Convention in Nashville, Tenn., Saturday, Feb. 6, 2010. (AP Photo/Ed Reinke)

Also, somehow she's managed to combine Dick Cheney's mouth with Marlo Thomas' hair.

Pinkest, Girliest Satanic Gateway Ever

OK, so I was checking out Fox News' web site because I wanted to find a full, written transcript of Sarah Palin's speech last night (so that I could see how many squares to X out on my bingo card). I didn't find one, but I did find this hilarious headline:

Pink Ouija Board Targeting Young Girls Riles Critics

Oh, it riles critics? I wonder why? Such a silly thing! What kind of critics?

Well, Christian critics, natch. OK, actually, just make it one Christian critic:

"There's a spiritual reality to it and Hasbro is treating it as if it's just a game," said Stephen Phelan, communications director for Human Life International, which bills itself as the largest international pro-life organization and missionary worldwide. "It's not Monopoly. It really is a dangerous spiritual game and for [Hasbro] to treat it as just another game is quite dishonest."

Phelan, who has never played the game, said the Bible explicitly states "not to mess with spirits" and that using a Ouija board will leave a person's soul vulnerable to attack.

Oh, well, sure, when I want an opinion on a game, I ask an expert: an anti-abortion activist. Our expert continues:

Asked how the game differed from magic kits or Harry Potter-themed merchandise, Phelan replied, "The difference is that the Ouija board is actually is a portal to talk to spirits and it's hard to get people to understand that until they actually do it. I don't pretend to know how it works, but it actually does."

So anyway, the headline for the article says, to repeat, that the Pink Ouija Board is "riling critics," so what do the other people quoted in the article say? Are they riled? Well, no, actually, all the three other named sources in the article basically shrug and say there's nothing wrong with it.

Which I suppose demonstrates that Fox News* doesn't really expect its visitors to read entire articles, just the headlines.

That said, there are some hilarious comments about the girly Satanic monstrosity on Amazon (it's expensive!):

How could the disembodied spirits know such personal things? When `playing' this game you haven't caught the ramblings of the dearly departed but you've contacted the depraved demonic realm. Demons are everywhere and existed long before you did. Cavorting with demons just doesn't sound like a crazy fun time but rather incredibly horrific.

No, it sounds totally awesome! And it's pink! And it riles critics!

*Also, would it surprise you to discover that Fox News' piece on the pink devil toy apparently was inspired by a post on One News Now?

Sarah Palin Teabagger Bingo!

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