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Helpful Hint: the following information works best when read aloud in an Adam West-as-Batman style. (But then what text doesn't? Precisely, dear reader!)
Batman & Catwoman Animal Magnetism {{B.A.C.A.M.}} exists, on the one hand, simply as a means to contemplate a shared zen moment in time, via the mid-late 20th century zenith of the mass television medium, and, on the other hand, as a singular deconstruction of one program's Pop Culture appropriation (film, literature, art, music, fashion, commerce, etc) and subsequent ironic regeneration as "Camp."
Through an entropic splitting of the subjective/objective hair that once grew, and indeed continues to grow (as only "dead" hair may), now [dis]embodied within a provocative screen capture, the viewer is free to fathom a piece, as it were, which inspired a titular title, and so is imbued with the potential to transcend the external medium, much as one might traverse...the hidden zippers of a full-body catsuit circa 1966! Thus:
Holy L.H.O.O.Q.'s Ninth Life, or Some Decades You Just Can't Get Hold of a Bombshell!
Tonight's meditation is brought to you by...the Bruxists: "Life's too short! Death's too long! Brux your teeth after every meme!" And by...your local primeval libido: "It's what's driving us all crazy!"
Tune in tomorrow - same Brux-time, same Brux-channel!
In the meantime, read all the Bat-guano that's fit to print...