The Big Idea

      As most of you know, tonight airs the final episode of Sex And The Stupidity City. This blog would like to offer this as the best way to end the series:

Carrie (Sarah Jessica Barker Parker, but still, please have her spayed or neutered) decides to fly from Paris back to New York, but the plane is hijacked and taken to destinations unknown. As Charlotte, Miranda, and Samantha sit sipping cappuccinos in a particularly fashionable boite in New York, discussing Big's big plans and Samantha's recent discovery that cancer can be good for your sex drive (after all, so many men, so little time), Gary Burghoff sidles meekly toward them with a cloth of over his face. He walks hesitantly over to the triumvirate, and says, stammering slightly and restraining the welling tears in his eyes, "Carrie Bradshaw... Carrie Bradshaw's plane... was shot down... over the Sea of Japan.... Her bunyon.... There were no survivors." He exits, and the camera focuses on the remaining women, all their mouths agape for the first time in horror, before Samantha, after a moment's pause, says "But you should have seen it, it was SOOO purple!" The women continue nattering, and the credits begin to roll. As the last credit flashes off, Miranda is heard to exclaim, "He hit you in the eye? I don't believe it." Fade to pink.

Sound like an idea? I think so... :-)

      (Think I'm being cruel and tasteless? Perhaps. But no more so than a show that set itself in contemporary New York City and elided completely over the fact of September 11th and proceeded with its typical empty-headed schtick. )