Hot Dog

n+1 gathered a handful of writers to mark the 10-year anniversary of Britney Spears' "...Baby One More Time" hitting the top of the charts, and someone near and dear to me contributed an appropriately scathing entry:

Madonna wasn't the first Catholic schoolgirl to rebel, so I hesitate to say that Madonna had ideas, or even that she deserves credit for co-opting them, but when I see pictures of Britney padding about parking lots in Uggs, Madonna starts to seem like some malevolent, mantilla-wearing intercontinental sorceress out of Henry James. Britney is a hot dog—thick, pink, synthetic, inert.