Although I bitch and moan and share stories about celebrities here from time to time (see also: "I Peed Where Jessica Lange Peed"), I don't really hack up public figures all that much.
While I'm really itchy to bitch about Madonna's current beyond-plastic appearance, I will repeat an old joke that made me laugh and laugh and laugh in 2003.
After watching Madonna plaintively perform a political-ish song from American Life on TV (uh...Joni Mitchell or Bob Dylan she ain't), my friend Anne looked at me and said:
"You know...Cher knows she's Cher. Why doesn't Madonna know she's Cher?"
At this point...M might want to take a look at the Dark Lady's playbook. Sure, Cher's been plastic since the Pleistocene, but at least she owns her fakery.