They said it couldn’t be done. But hey, I’m a can-do person.
So here, at commenter Gringo’s behest, is a post on ballet and jello.
Helped out by the remarkably resourceful and inventive act of Googling the words “ballet jello,” I came up with two examples of the juxtaposition of those fabulous neo-neocon special interests.
First up, we have a photo of a cute little girl in her cute little ballet outfit, holding a packet of as-yet-unmade jello. Her proud mom, the blogger, will probably be a bit surprised at the strange uptick in traffic today, if she even has a site meter. Be very kind if you go there.
Next, we have a video that I found. I think you will agree that it illustrates, not jello and ballet, but jello as ballet: