Can I rant or what?

Hey, here's a thought: maybe everything isn't open for exploitation by entertainers who have either kidded themselves into thinking that they are artists (and therefore doing the source material some sort of favor or honor) or who no longer even care about anything but their own profits and/or celebrity and/or star lifestyle...

...or some sociopathic combination of the two approaches (this means you, Tim Burton, Rob Zombie, Gus van Zandt, et cetera ad nauseum).

Fuck your remakes and fuck your star-studded tributes and fuck your adaptations from an obscure folk tale to a niche childrens' book to a bestselling young adult novel to a mainstream adult screenplay to a primetime television show to a hip self-conscious remake to a reality show of the making of the mockumentary of the remake and the internet viral marketing campaign that capitalizes on some trivial aspect of the remaking of the second season of the spinoff miniseries of the true story behind the reality show of the making of the mockumentary of the remake of the original that was based on a true story with value-added marketing narrative elements to appeal to the proper mix of key demographics with product placement and franchise potential.

and fuck your half-assed cover versions of songs that were written by people who weren't even good enough to deserve all of the bullshit posterity recognition that they received, let alone you coming along afterwards to stand on their shoulders and do your taste and talent deficient fucking interpretation of it when the creating and promoting and emoting work is pretty much already fucking done and all you have to do is cut and paste your fucking 'brand' over the face of the past

JUST DO SOMETHING ORIGINAL AND GOOD INSTEAD

OR FUCKING KILL YOURSELF

BEFORE YOU ADD ANY MORE TO THE

VAST PILE OF TOXIC CRAP

THAT OUR WORLD IS TURNING INTO

THANKS TO YOU ENDLESS PARADE OF

SHIT-SPEWING FUCKWIT WHORES