The speed
at which almost everything in the modern world becomes grist for the all
consuming mill of the mass culture can be both alarming and depressing. Okay so
Marshall McLuhan predicted it as “the speed-up”, but there are seemingly little
or no limits to this capacity for the media to absorb anything that comes to
its notice. Take the instance of absinthe. Just a few short years ago, the deep
green alcohol-based hallucinogen was a minority preserve of Bohemian
degeneracy, with alluring resonances of Lautrec, Wilde and Aubrey Beardsley. No
longer. Last week on the British evening TV mega-soap Eastenders, a dubious
character called Derek Branning was selling contraband bottles of absinthe
around the fictional Albert Square, and it was being covertly quaffed in the
Queen Vic without a lace cuff or limp wrist in sight. This is, however,
England. I doubt the wicked green fairy will penetrate US network prudery any time
soon or find its way into the sterile corridors of General Hospital. That maybe
another reason I came home.
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6 comments:
if ya still talkin' to me, would the anarchist like a cigarette..??
have a look at;
www.freedompress.org.uk
pull ya neck back in..hahaHa
You got a light?
oh, it's already appeared on u.s. tv, if you can believe wikipedia:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cultural_references_to_absinthe#Television
hilariously enough, i came across an article about absinthe makers being outraged that the CSI episode called it a "killer drink," so there's your network prudery lol.
if you get the right stuff it IS a killer drink.we got some czech stuff about 9 years ago BRILlIANT.i felt like the ready brek kid.
emerald onions
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