The Paris Butt Plug Is Dead. Vive La Paris Butt Plug.

The Paris Butt Plug Is Dead. Vive La Paris Butt Plug

"Upon hearing of the damage McCarthy decided not to re-inflate the work because he “was worried about potential trouble if the work was put back up”. Considering a Parisian slapped him in the face a couple of times when the piece was unveiled, that’s probably a fair reaction. Reports are unclear on whether said Parisian challenged McCarthy to a duel, but we can probably assume that yes, he did."

Paul McCarthy is the (air quotes) artist (close air quotes) who created the green masterpiece:

As The Guardian pointed out:

"McCarthy is the Chapman brothers’ estranged dad. He is a fabulist of the grotesque. At his studio in Pasadena there is a naked shop dummy of President Obama. He has created subversive statues of Disney characters, wallowed in tomato ketchup for absurdist performances, and done awful things with giant pigs. His colossal black rubber statue of Pinocchio outside Tate Modern, with its long stiff nose and small round hole of a mouth, was far more overtly obscene than his Paris sex toy, which surely requires familiarity with the artifact in question before you can take offence. Yet I don’t remember anyone being shocked by the phallic nose of McCarthy’s Pinocchio. Why not?"

Why not, indeed? That is the question that defines the times in which we live. Surely if Shakespeare had lived in our day, he would have asked that rather than the shopworn "to be or not to be?"

This has been your Paris Butt Plug update.