In the Ghetto-Elvis

Fat Elvis high on Secanol and fried chicken emotes for the african american children.

The sheer sincere chutzpah of the tune, the belief that he is doing good is so camp that its easy to laugh at it.

Country still does this though, Martina McBride’s Loves the Only Weapon is the most recent example and uses the same kind of racial tourism for social concern and soultions that are not soultions that Mr Presly does. The strange thing is how much it moves me. Like all cheap tunes do.