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Saturday, September 19, 2009

You're Doing It Wrong!

I was blogroll wandering and I saw something that reminded me of something.

There was a link to an article called "How Abortion Disempowers Women" or some such. It reminded me of a show on the idiot box and a concept I've been working up an explanation for, for a while now. I don't think I'll be able to make my point the way I really want to in this post, but perhaps you will come away with something to think about.

The show seemed to be (I didn't watch much of it) basically a meat market in the guise of a "pick your next girlfriend" themed game show. Here were 6 or 8 moderately-attractive young ladies females willing to parade around in skin-tight clothes, give vapid responses to meaningless questions, and even (I kid you not) put on a pole-dancing show for. In front of the whole world via the camera, not to mention the studio audience. All to get a date with the man male for whose attention they were all competing.

Somehow, a hundred and fifty years ago when the suffragettes were being discriminated against, I don't think this is what they had in mind.

Women went from a desire to be viewed as intellectual and business equals with men, and a desire to have a chance at the same types of (non man's-work) jobs men could do, for equal pay . . .

. . . to prostituting themselves in front of a camera, for the chance to get laid and dumped by someone who couldn't care less about them.

This is not progress. A hundred years of government education has brought us so far, but it is not progress. Another couple hundred years ago, women were basically chattel, pretty much everywhere around the world. A harem was actually a relatively cushy place to be, if you didn't mind the politics. As long as a woman's body looked good, she had a chance to be well cared for. They progressed (in Christian nations, anyway) to the status of different-but-equal. Then, having achieved the liberty they proclaimed to long for, they forgot about the virtues of womanhood and the morals of Christianity, and now we're back to women thinking a harem is a relatively cushy place to be, if you don't mind the politics. As long as a woman's looks hold out, she's assured of a sugar daddy if she's wily enough to get one. Once her looks start to give out, she has any number of options open, from Hustler to the local strip joint. When she gets old, well, she'll either be a dead whore or a sad sack indeed.

Who tells little girls this is a good way to go? What lunacy puts into a woman's head that her value is on the outside? In America, formerly the land of the free, women are brainwashed into thinking that they want to be men and conform to the lowest ideals of the basest rap singer.

Here's a hint, girls: to someone who is attracted to you only for your body, all you are is a warm place to stick it. If you shack up with a guy, he wins and you think you have won, when you really are nothing more than an unpaid hooker. What do you get out of it? "He loves me!" B.S. You are a warm place for him to stick it. You get a case of the cancer and see how long he stays. Turn up pregnant and watch how long he continues to "love" you. IF he loved you, you would have a diamond ring on your finger and a Certificate of Marriage gathering dust in a box somewhere. When you got sick he wouldn't be at the bar, he would be holding your hair when the chemo makes you puke your guts out. When you get pregnant, it wouldn't be a hook to (you hope) keep him attached to you for a few more years, it would be the beginning of something beautiful.

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*sigh* I knew this would be more of a rant than an explanation. You went to government school and you've stopped reading by now anyway, if you even made it through the first paragraph.

Hold on there.

"Where are we going, and how did we all get in this giant handbasket?!"
May God help us all.

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