Who would have
thought, at the beginning of the 21st Century, that the U.S. would be the
entire worlds bête noire? Certainly not us, so consumed by our
own dark beasts on a day-to-day basis, with our groups and shrinks and yoga
and religion and drugs (bête noires all) just to deal.
Recently, Papotage asked anyone who would listen, What is your personal bête noire? As most of those we asked were New York City residents, many couldnt settle on just one object to abhor, so we allowed them to prattle off bitterly as we took notes.
What follows is an unscientific tabulation of our highly subjective questioning, listed in our own particular order. How do we hate in 2003? Let us count the bête noires:
"43," his family, sympathizers, minions, and their propaganda machine
the unwavering belief in the media that: HIV alone causes AIDS; the U.S. Justice System is just and systematic; every vote counts; Iraq was a threat
the confederate flag
business reply cards
Benlo and Jaffleck
Martha Stewart, still living
the Kennedys, still dead
the War on Drugs
the War on Terror
what poses as NYC nightlife
the precipitous rise of acronymization (or PRA)
the misusage of the word "precipitous"