JPX and I get off on observing the last dying breaths of old sitcoms. It amuses and comforts us to witness a desperate struggle to remain relevant after it’s clear that their time has passed.
We all know about Fonzie’s infamous “shark jump” which came to define the precise moment when Happy Days ran out of ideas and officially became lazy and stupid.
But did you know that Laverne and Shirley went on for a season after Shirley left the cast? I sure didn’t. It’s the kind of thing they don’t teach you in school. You just have to learn it on your own.
So today’s poetry competition is in honor of washed up celebrities/shark jumping.
Did you know that The Monkees limped on without Mike and Peter for one positively dreadful album called “Changes”?
Do you remember when Van Halen thought they could make lightning strike thrice by replacing Sammy Hagar with Gary “I’m a big pussy and my band’s only hit is a power ballad” Cherone?
Do you recall how Steven Seagal went from being the baddest motherfucker on the planet into a big fat bead wearing Buddhist?
Remember this asshole?
I sure do.
Urban Dictionary defines “washed up” as something that has once had it's peak of greatness far too long ago, and is now still being over used, over played, and is still spoon fed. Let us poetically celebrate the fall from grace, be it actor, TV show, musical group or politician. Mark. Set. GO!
