Monday, May 11, 2009
Daily Diversion / Silverman Tennessean: Iroquois Steeplechase Brings "Nashvillians of All Types Together"
Posted by Jack Silverman on Mon, May 11, 2009 at 7:46 AM
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The thing that makes me sad is that it's suppposed to be a fashion show, and everyone is failing at even that. Have they not SEEN "My Fair Lady?" If you want to get your landed gentry drink on in a super-classy way, go to a milliner to get your hat, not Macy's.
And sundresses. Sundresses! Like little girls on Easter Sunday.
At least that dude in pink is trying.
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"The line between parody and reality is virtually indistinguishable."
sortof like the line between cynicism and gnawing, deep-seated envy?
"Still, you can't leave a hanging curveball like that out over the plate and expect Pith to just stand there with the bat on our shoulders, now can you?"
Actually, we can. Since when is a bit of silly fluff in the Tennessean cause for you to take shots at an event where thousands of people show up and have a good time to benefit a worthwhile charity?
Why not take a cheap shot at someone's wedding? Oh wait, you did that once.
The problem here is that Pith is Single A talent pretending to be playing at Yankee Stadium.
Ha, I would drop each and every one of my ideals in a second to be one of the super-elite and that is no lie. Of course, I'm partial to the Old World decadence of the aristocracy, what with their fox hunts and orgy manors and Nazi costume parties. The American monieds are still a bit gauche in my eyes.
See: SUNDRESSES.
Ashley,
I think that there is probably a place for a satiric writer of your talent here at Pith. With your rise as the Madame Defarge of Music City, can the Revolution be far behind? The elites are rumored to be fleeing to Franklin as we speak.
Hey Rog,
Mebbe you could hire her to update yr blawg.
Meanwhile, if only the upper crust of Nashville were the only ones present, explain the overwhelming presence of Metro cops doing DUI checkpoints and armed with handheld speed guns. The connected of this town don't make for good speed trap revenue.
SQ,
I am a slacker, to be sure. But check back. I have a couple of posts coming you may enjoy.
Good point about the DUI checkpoints. But I suspect that logic, like fact, is something that would only hinder Ashley's writing.
What you guys are reading as cheap satire is actually nothing more than my admissions of hypocrisy. You're attacking me for the wrong thing!
But I suspect that logic, like fact, is something that would only hinder Ashley's writing.
No fair. Not everybody can make writing illogically look as effortless as you.
By the way, Sarcasm for Dummies called. They're giving you a refund.
Beer Frame,
Thanks to the Daily Kos types and their farm teams like Pith, the idea of sarcasm has lost any real meaning. And I fear Irony is headed that way too.
Farm team for Daily Kos? I'll take that as a compliment!
FWIW, I may have exaggerated for comic (or at least attempted comic) effect. But regardless of whether it's all high-society types, there's no denying it's a very homogeneous crowd, thus making the "all types" line amusing (to me anyway).
Also, I in no way claim immmunity from being part of an annoying crowd. I was a big Grateful Dead fan in the '70s and '80s. (I can imagine Ashley cringing as I write this.) Many of my friends at the time were into the Dead too. But the deadhead crowd en masse was pretty ridiculous, annoying and ripe for parody.
As far as "gnawing, deep-seated envy"? Hardly. My parents are retired now, but they were successful businesspeople who chose to send their kids to the public schools (where about 30 percent of the student body were minorities), and we never joined a country club. I don't feel like I missed out on much.
Seen yesterday on Old Hickory Blvd somewhere around Kingsbury Drive was the remains of a brick mailbox and an immobile white circa 1995 Jeep Cherokee sitting on the next front yard down with its entire hood crashed in.
Just sayin'
I saw that this morning, TL, and it gave me a good laugh.
Also drove past acres of deep mud along Old Hickory and Highway 100 where there used to be grassy fields where people jog, picnic, and walk their dogs. By the time our public parkland is restored, I'm wondering how much will be left over for the charities of which Mark Rogers speaks.
Liked seeing the fancy red sportscar stuck deep in drying mud at 100 near OHB, by the way. I guess they don't call them the filthy rich for nothing.
Pete,
Sundresses are fine for a certain time and place. I believe events that are ostensibly meant to be "fancy" should require a more stringent dress code. I know it's hot and I know it's outside, but ladies, please. Step it up!
Fer instance, are any of those broads wearing lace gloves? No! And name a better time or place to whip those suckers out! If you can't recognize the opportunity when it presents itself, madam, you have committed a SARTORIAL FAIL.
Thank you, though, for bringing the real issue back to the forefront of the comments.
I am retiring my one pink shirt. After that first pix, I don't think I can ever wear it again.
Btw, did the crashed Jeep Cherokee have an MBA sticker on it?
Jack,
Just saw your post.Very well written; in fact, one of your best. (Although next time, don't even bother to respond to silly comments about "social envy.") Mockery of Nashville society has long been a Scene staple (Kay West, Clark Parsons) that's been lacking lately.
Followup: after reading these comments, I expect many readers would like to see the paper post some photos of destroyed acres of muddy parkland. Metro should send them a bill.
Keep up the good work.
Henry Walker
Henry,
Like the time that the Scene trashed the wedding of a son of a member of the State Senate? Really valuable criticism that.
Let's see. The Scene trashed the wedding for the number of bridesmaids and the food but mostly they attacked the Legislator for daring to attend his son's wedding despite the fact that the wedding had been planned for a date well after anyone thought that session would run.
Real journalists at the Scene.
Mark and Henry, you boys need to make nice to each other. Buy each other a beer at Brandon's.
is turning in her grave. And curious if Irony, like Pith and Daily Kos, is a blog? Or upper-cased to make sure we get it?
