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Weirdness really did flow freely on their pages

Asphalt's secrets, druggie moms, nude surfers and the shoes they crave. Magazines have it all covered.

December 29, 2006|Peter Carlson | Washington Post

WASHINGTON — Way, way down, deep in the bowels of a long, strange story in Harper's magazine, I stumbled upon the sentence -- actually the half-sentence -- that sort of, kind of, almost made sense of all the bizarre stuff printed in American magazines in 2006.

The story was called "The Blind Man and the Elephant." It was about the Super Bowl, but there were lengthy digressions about the Rolling Stones and Pizza Hut and Wonder Bread and Stevie Wonder and the history of the Moog synthesizer. And on the ninth page of the piece, just as I was beginning to wonder why I was still reading, the author, David Samuels, wrote a sentence that started out about Stevie Wonder's oeuvre but ended up with this:

" ... the free-floating weirdness of American life will always escape any attempts to make us seem like a normal country rather than a furious human-wave assault on the farthest shores of reality."

Wow! Dude nailed it, didn't he?

Contemporary American life, God love it, really does seem like a "furious human-wave assault on the farthest shores of reality." So let's keep that in mind as we chronicle the "free-floating weirdness" that washed up in American magazines in 2006.

In 2006, Bicycling magazine published a story called "The Secret Life of Asphalt." Philadelphia magazine ran a story called "Soccer Moms Who Shoot Up." Marie Claire published an article titled "I Surfed Naked for a Pair of Manolos." And More, a magazine for women older than 40, ran a story called "Moms in Menopause, Daughters in Puberty, Dads in Hell."

In 2006, Details published a photo gallery of hip luggage tags. Rolling Stone published a cover photo of rapper Kanye West with a bloody face and a crown of thorns. And Esquire announced that "hipbones are the new cleavage."

"Fake Is the New Real!" Blender, the pop music magazine, proclaimed on its April cover, which featured a fake photo of comedian Dave Chappelle setting fire to a check for $50 million.

In April, New York magazine's cover seemed to show Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie with a baby. The cover line read: "Exclusive: Baby Brangelina! First Photos" and then in teeny-tiny type: "Requisite disclaimer: This is a fake picture. Brad is an impostor; Angelina is a computer clone. The baby has not yet been born ... "

About a month later, after the baby was born, People magazine published pictures that it bought for a reputed $4 million. The kid in the fake pictures was actually cuter.

In 2006, Runner's World magazine surveyed its readers, asking them whether they'd rather go for a run or have sex. In the United States, sex beat running 59% to 41%. But in Australia and New Zealand, running beat sex 54% to 46%. Which raises the question: Is the running better in Australia, or is the sex better in America?

In 2006, B.B. King, the 80-year-old blues guitarist, told Esquire: "I have an excellent medical team. There's Dr. Viagra, Dr. Cialis and nurse Levitra." Actress Rosario Dawson told Esquire, "My brother and I got my mom her chest pierced for Mother's Day." And actor Tony Curtis told Esquire about his 1949 affair with Marilyn Monroe: "I never felt her figure was so proper; I thought it was a little lumpy in places." Curtis also recited a poem he'd composed:

You cannot ask a fish not to swim

It's the only thing that makes him him.

Stuff, a spinoff of Maxim for people who find that magazine too challenging, published an interview with murdered rapper Tupac Shakur, as conducted by "world-renowned medium Victoria Bullis." Bullis revealed that Tupac is in heaven now, hanging out with Abraham Lincoln. It turns out that in a previous life, Tupac was a general in the Civil War, although he won't reveal which side he fought on. "That's for me to know and you to find out later," he says.

In 2006, American magazines published 7,486,294 celebrity interviews, give or take a million. Many of them were bad. Some were so bad they were good. And one was so horrendously awful that it was fabulous. I'm referring, of course, to Us Weekly's cover story on actress Tara Reid: "My Plastic Surgery Nightmare."

In this classic of the genre, Reid revealed the true story of how her botched breast implants left her with scarred nipples and oversize breasts. "I asked for big Bs, and he did not give me big Bs," she lamented. "He gave me Cs, and I didn't want them."

And then she was walking down the red carpet at a party for Sean "Diddy" Combs, and the strap of her gown accidentally fell down, exposing her left breast, and the paparazzi snapped pictures, revealing her scarred nipple to, like, the entire world! A therapist helped her regain self-confidence and move on with her life, which she did by getting new plastic surgery to correct the old plastic surgery, and by helping humanity by telling her sad story to Us Weekly.

"Maybe this was meant to be," she said, "so I could tell the rest of the world what not to do."

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