The debut of the new Madonna video has come and gone, and what do you know, the pre-release criticisms turned out to be completely unfounded. Extreme violence? Hardly. Cartoon violence is more like it. Extreme violence would be Madonna strapping bombs to her chest and blowing up a cafe frequented by visible minorities. That would insensitive on many different levels. Instead, she threatens cops with a fake gun. So what? Any five year old can see that on a Road Runner cartoon on a Saturday afternoon. She wrecks her car at the video's conclusion. I can flip to any given episode of COPS and watch a fugitive ram into the back of a tractor trailer any day of the week. OK, she rams a car full of guys, just because she feels like it. But those guys were ogling her (with her Grandma in the car -- how crude!) so the violence may have been gratuitous, but not completely senseless. Note to boys whose hormones are uncontrollably oozing through their skin -- don't piss off Madonna. Perhaps I'm morally sick, but given all the hype and doomsaying regarding this video, I expected to see blood and graphic killings, and was slightly disappointed that it didn't deliver. Oh well, I'll blame it on my imagination running wild over the bones that were thrown to me by the incantations of the media and special interest groups that were in a tizzy for days, stroking my interest to the point where I just HAD to watch. Forget about this tabloid talk, maybe the answer is in, say, the LYRICS of the song. "What it feels like for a girl" to be, for instance, as mindlessly violent and cocksuckingly sexist as men are[B. Particularly in the music videos they make.