From the Los Angeles Times:
WASHINGTON — Federal judges today tossed out the $550,000 fine levied against CBS Corp. after Janet Jackson’s breast was briefly bared during the 2004 Super Bowl halftime show, ruling that the Federal Communications Commission “acted arbitrarily and capriciously” in penalizing the network for a “fleeting image of nudity.”
The decision is another blow to the aggressive indecency policy the FCC has adopted and enforced under chairman Kevin J. Martin and throws the agency’s indecency enforcement into further disarray.
Hell, kids, Janet’s booby exposure is nothing compared to what I think will occur at the presidential debates…
Of course, besides keeping you kids abreast of what is going on, this is all just an excuse to repost the song parody I wrote right after Nipplegate occurred. Yeah, I know, I’m just milking this for all it is worth.
To the tune of That’s Amore, music by Harry Warren, lyrics by Jack Brooks, as performed by Dean Martin:
When your voice sounds like $hit,
You must whip out a tit,
That’s show bizness (that’s show bizness),
No better than the rest?
Well then, pop out a breast,
That’s show bizness (that’s show bizness).
Who’s to blame, when you have no shame,
Not a drop of class, nor a trace of compunction?
Don’t you worry, dear, just make it clear,
And swear it was
Just a “wardrobe malfunction”.
Your career took a dive,
It was barely alive,
Like some others (like some others),
But it’s hard, i suppose,
To compete with a nose,
Like your brother’s (like your brother’s).
Oh, I know you don’t care,
That your booby was bare,
That’s pathetic (that’s pathetic),
But I’ll cut you some slack,
I know your lack of tact,
Is genetic (it’s genetic)!!!
[Note: I wrote this in 2004, before I had ever even heard of Youtube, so this will not scan exactly with the original cited]