You tell ‘em, Linda!

I was six years old when I developed my first crush. Linda Carter as Wonder Woman. It would still be some seven years or so before I would hit puberty, but even at such a tender age, when I knew nothing at all about girls (or girls’ bodies), I knew there was something about her that I liked. That I liked a LOT. Four decades later Ms. Carter is still a beautiful and classy woman. I really dig Gal Gadot as Wonder Woman, don’t get me wrong. But Linda Carter will always be the definitive Wonder Woman for me. And, oh, that smile…

Shifting gears, I make no bones out of my contempt for PC culture. These losers sit around wringing their hands over such nonsense as their perceived racism in Disney cartoons or the new Tarzan movie, yet pay no heed to the REAL racial problems that confront us as a society every day. Sure, people can care about things both mundane and magnitudinal, but these losers typically DON’T. I think it’s because they know they’re powerless to effect any real change in the world, so they want to pick apart pop culture to make themselves feel important and enlightened. They are beyond worthless, and I wish we could ship them all to Hyperborea. They argue that Wonder Woman just CAN’T be a feminist icon, because—Gasp! (Cue hand-wringing)—she wears a skimpy outfit(!). Ms. Carter recently shot them down, and did so with style. If only these brainless jerk-offs would STAY down, but they’re too stupid to learn from any such public excoriation. A bunch of turkeys, staring up at the rain with their mouths open, drowning themselves. Pathetic.