As Satan Scrubbed My Toilet / It's a slew of new, disposable products that really scream "Screw the planet, I'm an American!" Life is good
See, now, the happily narcotized, entirely sexless, vaguely bulbous modern housewife in the recent TV commercial as she finally tosses away her angry, growling, animated (!) toilet brush (see how it snaps and snarls at her like a drunken deadbeat dad! See her toss it into the trash can and then plop her butt down on it in satisfied glee!) in favor of -- say it with me -- disposable toilet scrubbers you use once and throw away!

Just watch that brush head break apart in a swirl of pulpy chemical fibers in the toilet. Look at the nifty cheap-ass landfill-plastic handle -- remember, it's not a brush, it's a "toilet-cleaning system." Look at the shiny plastic tub of refills you have to buy every month just to keep the goddamn thing stocked before the handle snaps in half and you have to buy a whole new one because it's actually worth about seven cents and is made by disposable factory workers in Malaysia who die of petroleum-related cancer even faster than BushCo can decimate the Clean Air Act. Neat!

This is how I would have done "The Day After Tomorrow", a movie so incredibly bad that I'm still laughing about it 24 hours later. If they would have written a dark comedy on the "disposable lifestyle", as opposed to the sanctimonious, finger-waggin', whiney "I told you so", boring, predictable characters with a cliche' for every impossible, implausible situation, piece of schlock that it was, it might have been an enjoyable time. As it stands, it was the kind of disaster movie that you just pray mankind dies so they can't write any more melodramatic disaster movies, just as long as all the computer animators are whisked off the planet before it goes.

If you watch the clip in the hyperlink, you will see most of the cool parts in the movie. QuickTime 6 required. The website itself is pretty good. I recommend that and save yourself $8.