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mischieviousTopic: "Chutzpah Hooters" (4)
The gentleman, seated in a wheelchair, accompanied by a fellow entrepreneur, greeted his audience and said into the microphone "It is time for Congress to rejuvenate America." Frodo looked up, in partial recognition of the gravelly-voiced speaker, and in order to take note of what was being broadcast on his black-and-white. As the story line unfolded, Frodo's interest in any indication of activity toward economic recovery was readily apparent, but there was also a sparkle in the corner of his eye.
The speaker, and former resident of Gwinnett County, Georgia (frequent readers will remember the "Runaway Bride," 'the Barbie Bandits," and other evidences of sub-human behavior in this locale) was making a televised appeal for government assistance to an economically-depressed segment of American industry. With rapier precision, he was advocating the committment of $5Billion to provide a stimulus to "the adult entertainment industry." The speakers' name was Larry Flynt. The former publisher of "Hustler" magazine was accompanied by the President and CEO of "Girls Gone Wild," the artful presenter of boobs from Bourbon Street to Panama City. Frodo was entranced.
It is sometimes difficult, according to Frodo, to separate legitimate opinion from satire. A businessman who was permanently paralyzed by a failed assassination attempt would seem to be a logical advocate for an industry which attracted the venemous effort on his life. Remembering also, thought Frodo, that Flynt offered a $1Million reward for information to anyone who could provide definitive evidence of sexual misconduct by the inquisitors of William Jefferson Clinton. The reward was claimed by the ex-wife (one of) Bob Barr (R-GA) who was then serving as one of the main accusators, who subsequently ran for the Presidency himself, as a "Libertarian" no less.
Frodo is no fan of either Larry Flynt or Bob Barr. Frodo is an adult who enjoys entertainment however. Therein lies the conundrum.
Although it is highly likely that Mr. Flynt revels in a periodic attempt at fifteen minutes or so of fame from time-to-time, Frodo also notes the public service that such satire offers to the citizenry of Middle Earth. It gets us all thinking about stimulus, economic or otherwise.
Didn't Lynda Lovelace hail from somewhere around Tupelo?
