Thursday, March 10
Ah, yes, the timeless seduction of mayonnaise.
Jenna Zimorowicz struggles in a coleslaw wrestling match in Samsula, Florida during Bike Week in Daytona Beach, Florida March 9, 2005. The annual ten-day event attracts motorcyclists of all varieties with over 500,000 expected this year.
In case you didn't know, I live almost right across the street from a dance club called Bell Bottoms, where -- once upon a time -- they had Jell-O wrestling every Wednesday night. Is this what we've come to? Was there really a popular outcry on the part of the nation's drunk-screamy-beachgoing-college-chick community whereby they declared coleslaw sexier than Jell-O and demanded that something be done about it?
If anyone can identify anything less sexy to wrestle in than coleslaw in the comments thread, have at it. Otherwise I'm going to have to assume our society really is in as bad a decline as everyone's been saying. Why haven't the prudes at National Review put together a 10,000-word essay on this?