I guess the only thing that makes this video OK is that I guess it was consensual. Call me uncultured but sometimes a man reading a poem to another man that isn’t the “Charge of the Light Brigade” or “Casey at the Bat” seems a little…well…funny. And what makes this extra icky is how clearly moved Harry Smith is by this awful and ridiculous poem by Al Gore.
I needed to take a shower after watching this. And not a regular one but a Karen Silkwood haz-mat-team power shower. And yet I still can’t get all the ick off me. I fear the ick is now in me. And I will be forever tainted.