Look, I know damn well that contemporary celebrity gossip does not have the übernërd punkrock cache of Hollywood Babylon and its ilk. But once the scandal reaches the extremes of human behavior, there’s a certain Mad-Max-screaming-racist-epithets quality to it that creates its own cache. Exhibit #1? This video of bromantic comedian Paul Rudd DJing a 1992 bat mitzvah.
Yes, why, yes in fact, why, yes, since you asked, Mr. Rudd is wearing a yellow tuxedo jacket and ruffly shirt, not to mention SHORTS. Even better? It was posted by the chick whose bat mitzvah it was.
Did I say Mad Max? I meant, of course, Hannibal Lecter.
Now, should photos surface of yours truly sporting a fine floofy mullet vintage 1986 (a very good year) and wraparound shades? I will print a full retraction and apology to Mr. Rudd. And Mr. Lecter. As if! I burned those photos, bitches.