There is controversy over a butter sculpture of Michael Jackson at the Iowa State Fair:

“People don’t believe that he’s representative of Iowa and a lot of fairgoers are under the impression that we typically sculpt Iowans,” fair marketing director Lori Chappell told FOXNews.com. She said that in past years artists have sculpted an array of famous figures including Harry Potter, Tiger Woods and Jackson’s idol, Elvis.

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The Iowa State Fair is a premier annual event in the state, known to attract presidential candidates as well as fans of deep-fried Twinkies. Its previous butter sculptures — notably an image of the Last Supper featuring a stick of butter carved into the butter table — have also created a stir.

As to the reaction to a potential Jackson’s sculpture, Slater said, “The overwhelming response is a testament to how important the Iowa State Fair is to Iowans and to the iconic nature of Iowa’s butter cow.”

So, it seems, does all reality ultimately come to imitate Bob Dylan’s 1960s book, “Tarantula” — a prospect that certainly presents some worrying implications.

(Excuse the language at the start of this quote from “Tarantula” — we’re usually family-friendly around here, but we can’t censor the man himself. It’s worth noting that it is in a response to critics that the usually clean-mouthed Bob Dylan resorts to rudeness.)

look you asshole — tho i might be nothing but a butter sculptor, i refuse to go on working with the idea of your praising as my reward like what are your credentials anyway? excpt for talking about all us butter sculptors, what else do you do? do you know what it feels like to make some butter sculpture? do you know what it feels like to actually ooze that butter around & create something of fantastic worth? you said that my last year’s work “The King’s Odor” was great & then you say i haven’t done anything as great since — just who the hell are you talking to anyway? you must have something to do in your real life — i understand that you praised the piece you saw yesterday entitled “The Monkey Taster” about which you said meant “a nice work of butter carved into the shape of a young man who likes only african women” you are an idiot — it doesn’t mean that at all … i hereby want nothing to do with your hangups — i really dont care what you think of my work as i now know you dont understand it anyway … i must go now — i have this new hunk of margarine waiting in the bathtub — yes i said MARGARINE & next week i just might decide to use cream cheese — & i really dont care what you think of my experimenting — you take yourself too seriously-you’re going to get an ulcer & go into the hospital — they’ll put you in a ward where you cant have any visitors — you’ll go right off your nut — i really dont care anymore i am so bored with your rules & regulations that i might not even talk to you again — just remember tho, when you evaluate a piece of butter, you are talking about yourself, so you’d just better sign your name … see you, if you’re lucky, at mrs. keeler’s cake festival
yours
Snowplow Floater
p.s. you’re my friend & i’m trying to help you

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