They say you can sheer a sheep many times, but you can only skin it once. I'm so sick of having to deal with the whims of the sheep that it's time we skin every last one of them. Out of a morbid curiosity, i gave the series finale of "sex and the city" (S/C) a try. In a word, it was pure evil.

Just to get it out of the way, let's start with the clothes. From the very first season, the "fashion" of s/c was at the forefront in terms of media attention. The show was credited for bringing back the utterly tasteless "my name here" necklaces. There was a reason that that went out of style. it's tacky. S/c once and for all proves that the emperor does in fact have new clothes. No matter how ridiculous something is, everyone will believe it so long as it comes from the top down. Hollywood can do whatever it wants, and no matter how ugly or disgusting something is, the masses will eat it up. Huge broaches (is that the word?), disgusting prints, heck even a ladybug dress made it in tonight's episode. I may not have an eye for fashion (tm: mrs costanza), but i know ugly when i see it. and this stuff is ugly. But it's "in" in the same way that jeans with every nba team's logo is in. The same way that a bandaid under the eye became "in" at one point and how people used to roll one pant leg up. Is there ANYTHING that people wont do / find "fashionable". I hope and pray that hollywood is at least secretly laughing at us. We will consume ANYTHING we are spoonfed.

Steve wondered out loud tonight as to whether there are websites dedicated to the fashion of s/c. the first thing that came up on google for me was: http://www.gawker.com/archives/007880.php

I can't believe that people go out and copy what they see on tv. the "rachel" haircut was one thing. putting 20 bobby pins in your head for no good reason is just unacceptable.

Point 2: the cliches that each character had to go through to "wrap up" the series was just laughable. Samatha gets cancer, loses her hair, but finds true love with someone half her age. charolette somehow winds up with lex luthor and doubles up on the adoption cliches. 1) surrogate changes her mind. and then the topper 2) let's adopt a chinese baby. I've heard some drivel in my days, but "I guess god didn't forget our address" takes the cake. Red head "loves" by taking in the old lady and treating her with respect. I HOPE that the writers realized that the "this pizza tastes like garbage" line was funny. At this point though, i have so little faith in them.

And now to carrie. The story arc of carrie's love life is EXACTLY the problem i developed towards the show and why i stopped watching years ago. Not only is carrie a disgusting human being, but people watch her and symphatize with her. Making her the protangonist (is that the word i'm looking for? i don't want to call her the victim, but rather the person we are supposed to relate to) reinforces all the horrible qualities. For example, we are supposed to feel terrible that her b/f let's go of her hand to shake the guy who is congratulating him. When he goes off to walk with the group to talk about his exibits, she sits there and pouts.

Women everywhere saw this and collectively gasped "how could he do that to her? she was there for him!" These women deserve death. He didn't choose work over her. he didn't abandon her. She was the one who created an unrealistic standard. "pay 100% of your attention towards me, never let go of my hand, or else you must not care about me". Her ego, raging out of control, caused her to take a handshake as a rejection. She then felt sorry for herself and sat there. Why didn't she walk with him and actually support him while he was showing people around the exibit? What did she want for him to say "sorry fellas, i can't walk around, i'm here with carrie".

Oh poor carrie, she couldn't be with a bunch of strangers who are drooling over b/c she's some famous writer. Heaven forbid her ego doesn't get stroked for 24 hours. She's her own person, you know. An independent person that wont live in the shadow of anyone. What a role model.

I'm not doing this rant justice. Carrie should be universally hated, but she's not. When she was complaining to the b/f, he should have rationally told her why she was being retarded and she should have understood. But instead, she's portrayed as the victim, and women agree with her. They then look at their own lives and realize "oh yeah, there was that one time when my husband stopped holding my hand b/c he had to sneeze. what a horrible person!"

And i realize that the hand thing was just "symbolic" of what she was feeling. The fact that this show uses such unimaginative symbolism (uh, a dirty book at the dinner table) could be it's own rant. But for the sake of my sanity, I'm using the hand holding to sum up carrie's entire essence. When it comes down to it, that's all this show was about. Carrie and company spent 6 seasons whining over stupid stuff and making themselves the victim. They were never happy, and not because the guys were horrible people, but rather b/c they WANTED to be the victims. They created unachievable goals for others and then were shocked and depressed when people didn't live up to them. And they did it all in some of the ugliest clothes that i've ever seen.

At the end of the day, it's not the show that bothers me, but rather the people who adore it. It's the groups of women who were interviewed on NEWS programs leading up to the finale of this show. "oh, carrie is just like me and my friends. what she goes through, i have gone through." I'm just so sickened by it. The cycle is never ending. People are empty shells with no real feelings and are drawn to similar characters. These characters then reinforce these disgusting traits and are hero-worshpped.

Good riddance. Now the countdown to soprnaos can finally begin.