Population Statistic: Read. React. Repeat.
Tuesday, April 18, 2021

In a gripping scene from “Macbeth”, Lady Macbeth implores:

Come, you spirits
That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here,
And fill me from the crown to the toe top-full
Of direst cruelty!

Perhaps that was the ultimate intent in the Boston Phoenix’s “100 Unsexiest Men in the World” list. Instead of the overt denouncement of the subjects for failing to inspire lust, the tacit purpose was to make them so bitter and twisted over receiving the “unsexy” label that it does, spiritually, unsex them, and fill them with the bile necessary for carrying out evil deeds!

Or something.

I’d love to scan the whole list, just to make sure that I’m not on it. (You never know.) But The Phoenix’s website is currently inaccessible, so I’ll just have to cross my fingers.

Then again, considering who rounds out the list, I doubt I have to lose any sleep:

Brad Pitt, for example, was named No.100 least sexiest. “He may look good, but if the rumors about his hygiene and BO issues are true, then he’s probably not worth it,” the Phoenix said.

Can’t nobody beat out Brad Pitt, odor or no. If I’m lurking at No. 101, that’s satisfaction enough for me.

by Costa Tsiokos, Tue 04/18/2006 11:48 PM
Category: Celebrity, Society
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“She’s edible.”

That’s the questionable catchphrase I somehow came up with today. Yes, it was inspired by someone who looked pretty good — at that moment, anyway.

I think it’s got semi-cutesy potential, along the lines of “yummy”. But that might be overshadowed by a decidedly creepy connotation, no doubt brought about by the cannibalism news item du jour.

I don’t think I’m ready to let this one out into the wild just yet. I mean, writing it in a blog is one thing; uttering it in a social context, quite another.

by Costa Tsiokos, Tue 04/18/2006 11:21 PM
Category: General
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There are two ways to regard Job Shadow Day:

1. It’s an opportunity for schoolkids to visit their mentors’ workplaces, thus giving them a birdseye view of the working world.

2. It’s an unsettling day-long reminder that, in a few short years, that same little observer — or another of his/her generation — will be coming back, resume in hand and gunning for your slot in the corporate machine. One look into that inquisitive little face drives home how ultimately replaceable you are.

Which version is truer to life? Only the shadow knows.

by Costa Tsiokos, Tue 04/18/2006 10:48 PM
Category: Business, Society
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