My boyfriend spotted this on the Atlantic City Boardwalk (a great place to go if you like power walking out of fear!). I'm putting it after the jump because...well, you'll see why. I can't even, really. This is maybe the greatest thing I've ever seen.
What the fuck could this possibly mean? Really. Why on earth should there be Michael Jackson on a baby's onesie ever? Is it a way to show that you never believed the child-molestation charges against him, that you're so secure of his innocence that you're willing to express it on your baby that the charges would have him sexually attracted to in just a few years' time? Or maybe you believe MJ did touch little boys and this is your way of signaling a blasé attitude toward pedophilia. It's fucked up, but I'm sure someone feels this way and at last, here is the onesie for him or her. And how 'bout that anthropomorphized penis, which seems to be not only remarkable for being a penis with eyes, a frown and a disapproving arm, but also for being a penis that can apparently hover so that he (I'm guessing it's a he, as it's a penis, but really, who knows?) is close to Michael Jackson's mouth. Not that he could fit his lips around that massive thing, if this rendering is, in fact to scale. And "BEAT IT?" Beat what? The anthropomorphized penis because that's what you do to penises, regardless of their human-like qualities/appendages? The anthropomorphized penis because it's against nature? Michael Jackson for the same reason? Your child because clearly if you're going to dress him or her (but, let's be honest, probably him) in this, you're leaning over the slippery slope toward child abuse anyway?
Anyway, I think the real answer is that this is art. I didn't buy it, but now that I think of it, I just may go back and do so.
Never forget, I guess.
One more thing regarding the Atlantic City boardwalk, which was a good reminder to me why most people avoid trashiness (no one there isn't a shady character -- I felt like I could get shivved for my soft serve at any moment): I had a look around the Steel Pier, which is an amusement park (hold the amusement) crawling with what must be high-class types in the carnie world (most people had all their teeth!). Here is the best thing that I saw:
It's the side of the Musik Express, or whatever it's called there: you know, the ride that's just a bunch of little carts going around in a circle (sometimes backward, too) that blares loud music and has terrible depictions of pop stars airbrushed on it (my boyfriend wondered if the depictions were so consistently terrible to avoid any lawsuits over likeness -- I think regardless, it all just looks like shitty art). Upon closer look, I couldn't help but wonder...
Is that JonBenét Ramsey with muscles? If so, it's actually pitch-perfect.