I saw an episode of a reality real estate show just now and one of the recurring people was wearing (what I assume was) a pink Chanel suit with white piping. It made me think of Marge’s thrift-store outfit (which she redesigns time and time again until it falls into rags) when the family joins the country club at the urging of her recently made acquaintance.

It brought two thoughts to mind for me: the first decade of the Simpsons is timeless (as it would appear, is Chanel), and - The Simpsons always did it first. It’s like it’s the center of gravity of the cultural zeitgeist at any given moment. If they don’t exist already, there will be college courses examining the show’s place as a time capsule of cultural relevance, insight, prescience, and commentary on the world as it was at the time.

I’m sure this isn’t an original thought, this concept that boils down to an intersection of avenues between historians and anthropologists - where the artifactual acids cut through hypothetical fattiness, and a single lens is brought to focus on that moment - as it was - distilled, relatable, succinct, distinct.

The Simpsons - the palate cleanser and the almanac of life.

Orright, now even I think I’m full of shit. It’s bedtime compatriots. May your flatulence be dry, may your eyeballs be moist, may your slumber be-not sombre.