Joel Stein of the LA Times Pits Camp Against Art, Susan Sontag Against Roky Roulette:
"Why Fear Drives Us to Pogo-Stick Stripping"

So instead of stripping at a genuinely sleazy
club and exposing your sexuality for judgment, you do retro burlesque with Carmen Electra's Pussycat Dolls. Instead of mounting a real play, you stage the '80s movie "St. Elmo's Fire."

But the rest of the country sees through this. They want to see people — talented or not — who really try on "American Idol." Because if beauty really is truth, then trying to create art while pretending you don't mean it is inherently flawed.

Maybe I'm just mad because they stopped at the pasties.

And is it fear that makes a man end an article in a campy joke? What other choice is there?