I often get confused.. we are no longer allowed to shame sluts, not that it was my thing, but it is still ok to shame women for liking things either geared towards them or that are inherently female. Like what? Oh like: pink IPad covers and motherhood.
Is it slut shaming to disagree with shitty behavior? Are you the one calling her a slut by defining someone’s slander as “slut shaming”?
Having loads of sex with loved ones and randos is 100% fine. I’m not being facetious. Do it, all humans, go out and SEX IT UP!!!!!!!!!!!! But if I hear about it, or see pics of it, you have to tighten up your game. I am not going to shame you for being a human and wanting to express your sexuality, I will however pass judgement on how you keep your personal life, personal.
Truthfully, we are sending the wrong message with this movement, young girls are getting the idea that it is ok to be a “slut” and there are people that will “defend me on my choice”. Get it together.
In general women are being shit on for their choices. “Feminists” disagree with women Vajazzling this Vajazz, but if a woman wants to put jewels on her gennies, fuckin let her! Why do you care? Her body, her choice.
Ultimately, this rant, is about the media’s representation of feminism, it’s all just another form of woman bashing. Let a woman’s choice not just extend to the walls of her uterus, but to the jewels on her vagina, the writing on the bum of her pants, and the taughtness of her surgically enhanced boobs.. stay strong sister.
Ugly People Have Talent.
In a recent state of insomnia driven boredom, I began fingering through YouTube. First I spent an hour watching young children flaunt a porny combination of flexibility, strength sexuality in a series of dance recital vids.. Not wanting to wait to finish, I minimized the screen, so I could peep the “More Like This” column. I watched one horrifying short about infants righting themselves in the water, half way through my uterus started to quiver so I quickly tapped on a pic of a large boy with wacky long hair and a kinda cute girl.
Brittian’s Got Talent is a show I don’t watch, have never watched and probably will never watch it again, but straight away, I noticed a pattern. A clear as day, let’s not stray pattern.
They push people on the stage from the voms as they stumble out, we notice how ugly, disgusting and more than likely talentless they are.. there’s a bit of chatter, to confirm all suspicion that after this show the ugly people, now left depleted of dreams and a chance at any happiness in their future, should be torn apart by dogs. Not just any dogs, bad dogs, also bereft of dreams.
They get the green light, the trolls in back give a thumbs up, there’s a close up of a finger pressing a play button and Simon gives an “shoot me in the fucking spotted dick” eyeroll.
Suddenly… We all lean forward, as the person who is best described by the passage at the foot of Lady Liberty, begins to change our minds.. our small, useless brains. How??! How can a sound so beautiful, a talent so profound be lurking in a body of such ill refute?????
What a concept. Dash all hope and then make ‘em believe… People chant “Rudy”, “Rocky” or “NerdsNerdsNerds” and then Simon tucks a napkin in his shirt collar, runs his fork along the blade of his knife and settles in to a huge meal of his own words, after of course he removes the foot from his mouth.
I don’t actually think these people are ugly. Infact, most of them are cute and sweet and clearly, dearly loved. I wish we didn’t need to convince people that talent has no limits. We all have a talent, not just the sexy people, so get on out there and dance I say, dance.. I want you to push it bad and by “it” I mean the boundaries of the public’s expectation of you.