On October 1st, 2009 the world will finally meet "American Idol Elmo" with......wait for it... "removable sexuality". If deadly earthquakes, floods, space debris, PigBird virus mutations, Dick Cheney or a mellon-flavored Kit Kat were not enough to leave you longing for a safe room, then what the fuck is? This is the end...the blue bus
is calling us.
I can clearly see what an American Idol Elmo would look like
and act like. It's an over-advertised robot programmed to destroy entertainment quality in households around the world. It sings (badly) in more languages than the pope speaks and it's lame dancing is almost as difficult to watch as Lawrence Taylor's attempt as Salsa. It's shell is soft and furry, it has meth eyes, a nuclear orange nose and it's insides are pure, mad science. I understand the Elmo, it's frightening but I get it. I have jet-fueled questions around the removable sexuality part.
Removable = detachable, demountable
Sexaulity = the condition of being characterized and distinguished by sex.
I'm at a loss for words, I'm left with many more questions than answers. Firstly, I guess we'd need to conduct a public vote to get some kind of consensus on just what sex Elmo currently is and go from there. Of course, I've had the same questions about some of the American Idol contestants.. I digress.
Do we have the ability to "man Elmo up" like C.B. Sullenberger? Can we now "glam" the Elmo like Adam Lambert then, quickly go butch like Rosy? I suppose the possibilities are mind-bendingly complex and seemingly endless.
Perhaps Elmo is a sign of things to come. First Michael Jackson gets married, then the Clay Aiken baby, Swine flu, The Slanket jedi robe .... now, removable sexuality. In the 1984 blockbuster Ghostbusters, Gozer asks the busters to choose the destroyer. Like them, I think we have picked the chosen one.. it's Elmo, American Idol Elmo... with removable sexuality.