It's a generation thing. All the disclaimers, "this program contains scenes that might not be suitable for..." You get it, you've seen it. Even before Anthony Bourdain's "No Reservations" there's a big disclaimer. And this is a show about food and culture. Now I hate it when older folks talk about the good old days, those horrible conversations with your grandparent that always started with "When I was your age." But here I go, WHEN I was growing up in Puerto Rico, we did not have cable tv, OH MY GOD! Yes, and there wasn't TV on 24 hrs a day, hence the scene in Poltergeist where the TV goes from picture to snow, because TV programming ended. But that's not really the point of this entry. I used to watch with my family after dinner, the Iris Chacón Show. For those of you not familiar with this 70's Puerto Rican cultural icon, I will post a link below. Okay, she was a Vedette, which is just a fancy French word for a soft exotic dancer/with no talent except for a her big ass and tits. Her show consisted on her dancing and singing with a skimpy outfit, possibly a g-string, with tons of sequins and shimmer, maybe even some feathers. When you are four and this is Saturday nights with your parents in 1976, it was all pretty cool. I mean no one would have ever thought about putting any disclaimers prior to the show. I even remember my grandfather commenting on her big beautiful ass. It was all very wholesome, "fun for the whole family." But of course, we didn't use seat belts, we would sit three people in the front seat of my dad's Buick and i would sometimes play bartender at my parent's parties, pouring vodka tonics and rum & cokes.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kqndiZ4irM0
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