Wednesday, December 22, 2010

why do we let them?

Yesterday a girl told me about a new song "Turn Around" from Flo Rida which was shot in Brazil. She showed it to me and I was completely disgusted. Between the thong bikini clad girls booty clapping to point that you could see the normally hidden part of the thong, to the fact that not a single fully clad girl made an appearance in the video I was floored and pissed. The video was overtly sexual and completely unoriginal and I couldn't see how this video could even be in existence. It's one thing if the girls are in thong bikinis because it is Brazil after all, the country that takes pride in its appreciation of the fit human body, but the unnecessary booty clapping took it to a whole new level of fucked. Ladies why do we let this happen? We are so quick to curse people for lesser crimes,but when an entertainer shows such a tasteless display we sit mute. How do we ever expect to be respected if we allow the boys and young men to think that it's ok to treat a woman like she is the sum of her parts. You are not merely a pair of tits, a nice ass and a pussy. You are worth so much more than that. We are beautiful, incredible, complex being that deserve to be treated nor represented in such a way.
A couple of months ago I went to the movies one Friday night and as I was walking past the car garage, I saw these 3, 15 year old girls hop out of a mini van (driven by one of their mom's)  and all of them were wearing EXTRA short black dresses. I wanted to ask them why exactly they chose those particular dresses, but I was with my family and we were on an outing so I couldn't. We went to see 'Easy A' that night and I was surprised to see that the same 3 girls came in and sat right in front of us. They sat down right as I was discussing with my sister the possible repercussions of dressing so provocatively. I was happy that they were listening, because if no one says anything to them about what's wrong with what someone may be doing then how are they ever to change. It's not just about being too sexy at a young age, it's also about the message that you send out with what you wear. Like the mating rituals of animals all over the world, we do things to attract a mate by showing off our best attributes. Although in the animal world it's the males that are doing the elaborate mating displays. Why exactly is it different with people? What girls of the now cease to realize is that we are in control of this courtship and mating rituals. Girls will pile on their make up, do their hair and put on their skimpiest outfit to get the attention of a guy, but the guys aren't interested in what she has to say, but what she has to offer. If you ask any married person what makes them stay with the person they are with and they may say that it was a physical attraction but it was their personality that kept them. So maybe instead of wearing the skimpiest dress, you should wear the prettiest dress, the most original dress one that is personalized some how. By dressing overly provocative I believe it shows potential mates or suitors that our best attributes are the parts we leave bare. The best we can do is give a good blow job; we become the girl that you fuck and not the girl that you actually invite out to dinner or introduce to your family or even have a future with. She's  easily dispensable because she has become a toy, something that brings pleasure to a guy and that's it. She's only good until a new toy comes along. She invests time and energy into this "relationship" and all that she gets out of it is an orgasm- maybe. For him he gets his needs fulfill and it isn't too hard for him to find someone to fulfill them with. She feels used and betrayed and says that he is an asshole, but it's not his fault she put herself in that situation when she chose to set her self worth at what her body could and nothing else.

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

First

It's crimson crush. It goes on nice and smooth and promises to stay. Her lips match her fingers and toes, bra, panties, and purse. She looks in the mirror and takes a spin. Her small body has not a trace of fat, but she is still worried about how her but looks in her panties. She looks at her A cup chest and wishes they were Cs. "He's gonna think they're too small", she says to herself. Her hair is perfectly straight and shiny, she twirls a few strands around her finger and practices her seductive look in the mirror. You know the look that all the women on TV give to guys right before they cut to a scene of them stumbling into an apartment unable to keep their hands off of each other until they reached inside. She thinks she has it down. Time for the dress, it's perfect. It's like a second skin. When she tried it on for her mom she pulled it down as far as it could go so that it was an inch past her finger tips. Now it was at its intended length about an inch above her wrist. She does her final check, puts a little more stuffing in her bra, smiles to make sure there is no lipstick on her teeth, glares at her braces and decides there's nothing she can do about it now; she's ready now.

She has done fairly well making the transition from middle school to high school. It took her no time to realize that although academically she was well ahead of the rest of the freshman class she wouldn't be getting dates because her brains and personality. This was her first date ever, he is a sophomore in one of her mixed grade classes; he's perfect, smart, funny and good looking in that awkward sort of way. She decided to put away her brain and bring out the boobs tonight. Because that's what he wanted, right? She decided to set her self worth at the value of her body instead of the many other things that were absolutely incredible about her.

She's not alone in this, this same dilemma has become just apart of growing up in the current day and age.  When did the switch happen that changed from wishing people thought you were funny or interesting to hoping that they think your ass looks good in that dress? Each and every woman is made of many so many interesting little details that combine to make one complex and amazing person. Why do we let others whittle us down to merely a nice pair of breasts, a butt and a wet hole? It's sad that we have accepted what male controlled media have told us that we are. We've let male designers dress us as whores and have done nothing to rebel. We don't have to be that way, it isn't necessary.We can change this. We can do better, because we deserve better.