Every once in a while we all do something we aren't proud of: watching an extra hour of reality television, cutting a line, or side swiping a parked car in a hit and run*. Admitting to these actions is nearly impossible, our shame stems from a special little land called pride. Pride is located on the north shore of the planet Uranus and the weather there is quite tumultous. When pride is in full swing it's easy to be dishonest and even fake. Pride makes us think we can tell the difference between a Monet and a Manet. It makes us think we are too good for a hot dog rolled to perfection at our neighborhood Seven Eleven. Pride even tricks us into thinking we are above catchy verses and well executed music videos. I recently heard that music videos fall right above Court TV on the hierarchy of shame and production but no matter, I'm going to swallow my pride and admit that I've been tuning into M.I.A's latest video.
*Some people do this rountinely.