Friday, June 02, 2006

The Best of Sex Ed + R Kelly

We went to Alamo Drafthouse (best movie theater, etc) and watched their show featuring the best (worst) sexual education videos from the 40s to the 80s. I've learned some amazingly fucked up shit. From the Disney cartoons explaining the attack plan of the evil syphilis and gonorrhea, to the guitar song teaching what penis, vulba and anus are. In one of them, it was presented how these days (in the late 40s) many growing men don't really understand sexual intercourse. That is why there are more blind men than the number of soldiers killed in WWII.

I would like to remind you that these are real videos shown in schools to kids.

To all these videos there was a social subtext about how each gender should be pushed into doing the appropiate things, like playing football or staying home respectively. When talking about venereal diseases, it was implied many times that they were caused by immigrants who would tempt the poor boys from good families after a day of hard work.

The most striking video was one focused on how to teach people with mental disability about sex. They were referred to as "trainables", and it was actually very good, straightforward and accurate. Yes, the only video that had some good information was the one for retarded people.


After this, we went to another show in the theater, the R. Kelly Trapped in the Closet sing-along. R. Kelly, best known for the accusations of peeing on minors while recording it on tape, decided to make a music video epic. Considering that his previous music songs revolved around phrases like "sex me baby", "grind" and so on, you can see the genius in it.

A story of multiply connected, Jerry-Springfieldesque-adulteries is narrated by the awful awful rapping of Mr. Retarded Kelly. He rhymes the word "dresser" with "beretta". He rhymes the word "in" with "in". He rhymes "Bridget" with "Midget". Yes, there is a midget involved in this story. And a gay pastor. And a policeman. We got to see some of the special features of the DVD, and it is amazing how R. Kelly thinks this is his opus, his masterpiece. For real, he is serious.

Go get the DVD, bring some friends and get some beer, and enjoy this hip-hopera.

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