It was the early 1980's and my genteel wasp family discouraged (but didn't forbid) me from any interest in pop culture. They were mortified by Heavy Metal. When I came home from the Caldor near our country house with a Twisted Sister record cover featuring Dee Snider on the hood of a car with a meaty bone in his mouth my mother gagged. My dad looked at it later when my mom was bitching about it and said "We don't want you listening to this and I'm personally surprised and disgusted that Bette Midler has come to this - its outrageous." (!)
My dad said that not me - I don't diss The Divine Miss M.
