I Can't Ski, Babe

Salvatore Bono aka Sonny is , correction, WAS one of America's national treasures when it came to awful cultural contributors. Sure, he's well known for his foray into primetime tv with Cher. His musical career not withstanding(I happen to be a fan and think his 60's music was very pop savvy), he was in bad movies, was a senator(the worst thing you can possibly do to America) and died in quite a distasteful manner. He starred in the original Troll movie. It first became relevant to me as a movie that J.K. Rowling ripped off. There's a laundry list of those. Now Troll 2 is the bad movie du jour for bad movie fanatics. But that first one was equally as bad, and featured Sonny as a creepy neighbor who wanted to boink anything that moved.

 Then of course, he was elected to Congress(way to go America). He then gave us a daughter who became one of the first celebrity transgender offspring(are there any others?). While that is fine by me, chop off or staple on whatever genitalia you so choose, it is definitely a notch in his belt.

To cap it all, he died by skiing into a tree. That moment always stands out to me. I was on a Cleveland college radio comedy show back in the late 90's called Hog Wild. When we heard that he died, our first response was to break out into an impromptu rendering of I Can't Ski Babe on the air. We miss you, Sonny. You were a leading light in the battle to ruin music, tv and film. God bless you.