Kids have been sort of unimpressable for a while now, probably, but only recently has the idea of childhood become such a resoundingly cynical one. Markets are tested and groups are focused and everything's dangerous and sarcasm is now mistaken for cute, youthful willfulness. That 'meh' became the battle cry for this seen-it-all generation makes perfect sense; it's funny in its onomatopoeic nonsensicalness—it's like someone gave up halfway when trying to come up with a word. It's a bit sarcastic, just like kids like it, and it came from a pop culture touchstone. It worked its way up, in such a modern little cyber-organic way, through the school halls and internet chatting rooms and it's now in a big British book. It even beat out the über-popular Sex and the City term "frenemy," which was being considered too!

Maybe that means that a meh attitude isn't a path to slackerness and failure, but rather an alternative route to success! The meh sentiment demands a lot—impress me!, it yells. And maybe that's a good thing. Or, you know, whatever. Maybe not.

Who cares anyway.

When he came out, he did not disappoint. I’m not sure if he got this dress from the rack in the Green Room (he wore black socks and brown shoes with it), or if it’s something he just carries around with him. It was a sleeveless number which revealed his guns, which were quite impressive for a man his age. He looked great - and happy. He had a sparkle in his eye, and we all felt he was truly excited to be here with us. Immediately, The Gute started complimenting Dave, telling him he was adorable. Chris made a comment along the lines of “he’s mine” and for a moment I fantasized about a fight breaking out on stage over Dave.

(So: This appears to be more successful drag than Jake Gyllenhaal's disastrously embarrassing performance of "And I Am Telling You" when he hosted Saturday Night Live. Shudder.)

In the end, good on The Gute, I guess? He's achieved reality star-level fame/derision without having been on a reality show! We just wonder how long he can sustain himself on a protracted hipster joke.

Maybe forever.