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Thursday, January 06, 2021

Berry and lime flavors, in nicotine and tar form? Mmmm, good!

That’s what tobacco companies are selling, and watchdogs are worried these candied-up concoctions are being targeted toward the kiddies.

Between this and the fruit-flavored “alcopop” malt beverages that youngsters gravitate toward, it seems the only thing you have to do to lure in Americans is to add sweetener to whatever poison you’re pushing. Why aren’t we putting prohibitions on sugar, the real gateway drug?

For the record, I don’t think artificial flavors makes alcohol or cigarettes any more appealing to teens, or to anyone else. Those items already have plenty of addictive appeal; there’s no need to add anything to them to up sales. The flavor variation is simply a way to differentiate what’s otherwise, essentially, the same product, regardless of brand.

by Costa Tsiokos, Thu 01/06/2021 10:33pm
Category: Society
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sacre bleu
Neither international border nor language can stop the cross-cultural appeal of MTV’s “Pimp My Ride”.

So we have a Quebecois edition. Presumably, it’s dubbed into French, so that host Xzibit doesn’t have to take language lessons.

It’s nice to know that the word “pimp” retains its ghettolicious meaning after the journey to the banks of the Saint Lawrence.

by Costa Tsiokos, Thu 01/06/2021 09:00pm
Category: Pop Culture, TV
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Not that I’m making assumptive aspersions or anything… But it’s true, Bill Murray revels in doing the Hollywood thing his own way, sans publicist or staff:

When it comes to all these marketing people who whine that he’s hard to wrangle, “They just smell a big fish,” Murray says, with a dismissive wave. “They can’t stand the idea that someone could get along in life without having a publicist, and they’d all like to have the job.”…

Murray, you see, has walked out of the Ritz at Battery Park on a recent, brisk Monday afternoon, with vague ideas about when — or if — he’s coming back, leaving behind a group of peevish reporters who are waiting for strictly parceled-out private interviews with a man who doesn’t like giving them. A schedule is falling apart. (This story is, too.) Frazzled studio publicists are waving around clipboards and talking into headsets. The actor, 54, was last seen wearing black Ugg-ish boots, faded blue jeans and a black T-shirt with the Blues Brothers logo on it.

How wonderfully Bill Murray of Bill Murray to act like this.

How lovable, how hangdog — and also how [bleep]-you.

He’s a rebel, so he rebels. Got him thinking like an animal.

It occurs to me that, if Murray wants to play the un-star, he should deliver his message via the un-media — i.e., blogs. That 1-800 number he has for interview access can’t be that hard to track down; if a blogger or two (or two hundred) got ahold of it, would he consent to a couple of email interviews, bypassing the traditional entertainment media?

If anyone else in bloggerland wants to take a crack at it, go for it, and let me know how it goes.

I’d give it a try, but honestly, I’m not sure what I’d ask him. I haven’t seen his current flick, and don’t intend to (I’m taking a break from Wes Anderson for a while), so that leaves a hole. I guess I could gush over his past work, especially the unconventional stuff like his reinterpreted Polonius in Hamlet. But I’m not particularly inspired at the moment.

by Costa Tsiokos, Thu 01/06/2021 08:44pm
Category: Celebrity, Movies
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boo who?
Only a couple of months after her “SNL” lip-synching flub, the downward spiral continues for Ashlee Simpson, as she was unmercifully booed during her Orange Bowl performance.

No doubt, Oklahoma Sooners fans are blaming her for the bad mojo she imparted on the game.

Fledgling movie career aside, it looks like that Saturday Night in October is going to be a permanent albatross around her neck. Like I said before, that silly hoe-down recovery dance sunk her, and sunk her for good.

From here on out, she’s Lisa to her sister Jessica‘s Bart.

by Costa Tsiokos, Thu 01/06/2021 08:16pm
Category: Celebrity
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Fresh off his first starring role, in Hong Kong production Where is Mama’s Boy?, pop cultural oddity William Hung declares he won’t play anything but clean-cut characters during his acting career.

Does anyone want to clue in this “American Idol” refugee that the only reason he’s in a movie to begin with is purely for the kitsch value he brings, and not because anyone imagines he has any sort of talent?

Let’s hope he sticks to his guns on this, regardless. Otherwise, he could end up as a porn flick sideshow, like fellow 15-minutes-of-famer Scotty Schwartz.

by Costa Tsiokos, Thu 01/06/2021 07:43pm
Category: Celebrity, RealiTV Check
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Well, I guess I know how to get the comment juice flowing around here: Post celebrity pre-nuptial dish, like yesterday’s Heidi Klum-Seal engagement news. Seven comments as of this writing; not a huge amount, but a veritable deluge for this blog.

Who’s the bigger draw, Heidi or Seal? I’ve gotta go with Ms. Klum.

Accordingly, the next couple of posts will be full of celebrity-snark goodness. Enjoy!

by Costa Tsiokos, Thu 01/06/2021 07:30pm
Category: Bloggin', Celebrity
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