I don't think I need to go into detail about why The Simpsons is not just the greatest television show of all time, but one of the highest forms of American pop culture art.
But to throw further evidence on the pile, I never cease to be amazed at how prescient the show has been over the years. For instance, in the plant softball team episode (Homer At the Bat), there was this absurdist running joke in which Mr. Burns angrily demanded that Wade Boggs shave his non-existent sideburns, going so far as to kick a now mohawked Boggs off the team for failing to do something about whatever it was Burns thought were sideburns. And as Bogss ambled off the field he quipped "I still like him better than Steinbrenner..."
Of course, as any baseball fan knows, in a brilliant fit of life imitating art, Boggs and Steinbrenner did end up having a very public fight about his sideburns over a year later, even leading to Boggs getting benched for a short period after his refusal to shave.
Well, now they have presaged a new phenomenon, as the world sees its first actual whacking day.
Unfortunately, Barry White is no longer with us to serenade the sexy slither of a lady frog, but perhaps another basso profundo is available...