Britney Spears Screaming Mad Inside Gas Station Restroom

How do you capture a gendered experience in a way that the other gender gets it as harmful?

If you are a man do this: At a bus stop compliment hair of a man standing next to you and ask what is his name. Women can do the same for other strange women especially early in the morning on your way to work. It is fun and interesting.

One might think complementing hair is polite, just like that. It is, truly. I really love your hair too. You have lovely hair.

 

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Mulla on pilli

nonverbal

 

Breath of a bimbo, death of a bimbo.

Interesting is how a person who is chased, followed, persecuted and hunted can be a perfect image and how much work does it take to keep that image up. Desired, stared at, a cutout, part played, a poster and a perfect product which has been prepared and designed by herself realized within an industry for many reasons, or maybe reasons are very simple and few. She wants to be this almost a nonperson but strictly hyper female, an entertainer with seemingly light presence but still extremely heavy impact. Peculiar mixture of feather floating in the air and tragedy of a culture, a woman, emotions following when this feather does not perform anymore, when she ceases to exist as a living person and becomes fully merchandised. A mere idol not in any case, she has a story which plays the major role. Where she comes from (excellent novel Blond by Joyce Carol Oates focuses on the story of an abandoned girl based on biography of Norma Jean Baker, partly imagined as she is). A money maker shaking as much as a mark maker who is controlling her image but is strictly under control monitored. As it seems to have been for Marilyn Monroe she was being carefully watched, observed like a specimen for something beautiful to look at but not appreciated as a thinking performing artist as she wanted to be, not given character roles as she thought happened to her. What was her character other than the posing delight? Roles for women weren’t something to be played with. To know what the expectations are and play accordingly. To do something special and artistic in front of camera was to be daring, broken, problematic, profound and mysterious. Scandalous for a woman was to act like a man, demand something better than, have dimensions and will of her own. Still Marilyn played roles of women who knew how to get what they wanted, how to reach out to their dreams. What kinds of dreams was she allowed to have? What was possible for her? Same kinds of dreams girls have today?

Why are you interested in a bimbo, I have been asked. I don’t think her as a bimbo. It is false and distracting. Sexiness and seductiveness do not mean brainlessness. To be feminine is still seen opposite to reasonable and rational. Why do I go back to her again? Her case is extraordinary in a frame where extraordinary meant to realize what was expected of her putting that to an expound still, a gorgeous living shell. To be more than the expectations but to do the expected and nothing more is hard thing to do, a tight-rope, a corset. No wonder she was followed. People waited her to make mistakes. Ironically this is an expectation for her to make her happen as sexual desirable icon to whom many kinds of feelings and thoughts are targeted. The moment when she could not stick to her artificial frame anymore, when she got drunk and out of control, when she could not keep it in her role, when her life didn’t go as planned but fell apart, when things, life and people could not be tuned to follow paranoid fascist rules and predatory celebrity culture. When she brakes the rules hell brakes loose. She represents danger as default and exaggerates this quality, becomes the whore she is, a failure who can’t keep up the speed, a sad figure who has problems, cries in front of cameras, weak human, a woman who is flesh and blood and is to be eaten.

Phenomenon of a bimbo is culturally important as it is to partly exclude, point out what is interesting in women, put aside, hate, poke, use and discard as it is to despise people who look beautiful (sounds odd doesn’t it), are more than most and to keep alive the main function of women for many: to please, look nice and be nice, bring pleasure but not to do anything they are not supposed to. That is true despise, not admiration. Importance is in the interest, where interest lies, what things are paid attention to, why are we interested in certain people to the extent of mania and obsession, what are the things we pay attention to in people and why sexual arousal of mind is crucial in money making, in making movies, why we are so interested in sexy photos. Seduction and sex appeal play such huge role in entertainment, in women’s lives and in everything that questioning it is not irrelevant. Living in denial and having release in exposure. What is in idea of a bimbo, eternal the beauty? Everything. Everything to want, pieces of her, fun of hers, life of hers, to be wanted which is mistaken for love. Her loving the viewers. Bimbo looks for love, for sex, partners, gazes, admirers who watch. She feeds from cult of a bimbo entertainer. It is the presumption which is placed on all women. It is her evil side into which she drowns which drowning she enjoys. The bigger she grow the bigger the pleasure or disaster. She plays her role to the death. Such devotion and dedication is a talent.

To create a role to play in front of millions of people and play that being with every cell, every move, pose, every facial expression is practiced, carefully made up to sculpt a persona in detail. No life of a bimbo without calculative manipulation which matches up the role where bimbo uses her being, body and role to make money and fame for herself and for the machine which takes her, made her. To create an idol is to seduce, understand seduction.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bimbo ”Bimbo is a derogatory slang term for an attractive but unintelligent female. The term was originally used in the United States as early as 1919 for an unintelligent or brutish male.
As of early 21st century, the ”stereotypical bimbo” appearance has become that of an attractive woman, often blonde and with a curvaceous figure and large breasts, possibly wearing heavy makeup and revealing clothing.[citation needed] However, none of these traits are strictly needed for a person to be considered a bimbo. It is sometimes associated with men or women who dye their hair blonde indicating that physical attractiveness is more important to them than other, non-physical traits[1] and as an extension to the ”dumb blonde” stereotype.[1]

Prisoners of Tradition: Women in Afghanistan All the things we should do but do not. Following progress.

Sex is everything, everything is sex.

I’m thinking how to begin.. mum, I’m a lesbian. She will choke on her coffee and start laughing, cough and cough and look at me with wtf on her face, now this of all the things. How fucking weird are you? I know this or she will be like aha, and then I will start laughing and it will be all good.., and then she will ask do I have a girlfriend. I would say aha yes, she is ten years older than I am. Another choke. She will ask if I am taking my medication. About sex she would not dare to ask, I think. She would have to sleep on it. And then she’ll go and tell her friends that she has a lesbian daughter. There will be a silence, nobody would not know what to say. Hypothetically of course. Just creating an image in my mind what would happen if, you know. Though I might want to give horror to my mother just for fun. Like Merry Christmas Mother.
It is something that needs to be told to parents and the rest of the family that you are not straight because reproduction concerns family, because this hetero-thing has been in the family for ages. Where did you get this from, a freak. Family is something that is talked about with friends, co-workers, everywhere it is somehow important where you come from. But usually having lived in the same family the secret has been revealed little by little. It is a big issue in life who you love, how you have sex, what kinds of relationships you have, are you normal. I have been trying to understand the importance and part next of kin play in choosing profession, partner, way of living and how much do family decide for you. Question is how much do other people can decide for someone directly and indirectly. It is a guardianship that lasts the rest of one’s life up to a point. It is about self-awareness, obedience, being one’s own person and not someone who other people want you to be, if you can. But other people have quite much demands on you. To fail those demands in many cases means failing as a person. It is a programmed way to behave and think to do as you are asked or commanded to do which heteronormative structure is all about, order, structure, maintaining posture which must be spotless. It is about denial, forbidding odds, swings, mess is what has to be kept hidden. For someone to be gay means all are going to know that there is a freak in the family to which we do not know how to react.

 

To become a mean bitch means one is saying what one thinks, not liking what one is getting, not liking what one sees and hears. I am stating it is sickening to look at you, what you do and choose not to do.

There are things I like but this is not it. What is it that women are given? Women should be grateful for everything is the default. To be grateful is something else. Yes one can be grateful but content for what one is given, to settle to this oppression, sexism, sadism, torture you offer I never will and truly hope no one else will either. Situation is not changing for any better, you are stupider than I ever thought was possible, abyss of stupidity swallows all. Oh well I haven’t appreciated intellect of humans enough and I still probably don’t. The same is the situation in general. Intellectuals are those who speak up and against, they act when they see injustice. That is the number one characteristic of an intellectual.
Thank you for the praises for the looks, for the clothes, for the ass, for looking so youthful, for being so nice and smiling like I really meant it all the time. It means that I am very happy and content all the time and because I like you guys just because I like guys :). Yes I suck your dick gladly. It is my duty and delight, how delicious. How fucking dare you. Most men and women are immature jackasses who think they are centers of the universe. I should like you? Why the fuck should I. I don’t have such manners and sleaziness in me to like people who do not have backbone. No reason. There is no liking. Liking is mere air, push of a button, virtual reality but what does it resonate is nothingness. There is contempt, hatred, foulness, bitterness, backstabbing, world led by indifferent asslickers who don’t wish to make a difference because they are scared. People are scared little fuckers, scared to stick ones’ necks out for a cause, for someone else. World is ruled by self-interest purely to destruction.

Table is served. Justification for ill talk and where goes the limit.

 
How delicious it is to talk about someone who is somehow special. Those who speak still think they are above this person, because they have information they can analyze from their point of view, as experts, assuming why the person has done whatever she or he has done, why someone is the way she or he is. Anything goes and to rip someone apart is all time fun bonding those who either lack things the person they talk about has, do not dare to live the way out of the ordinary, are afraid they themselves will be ripped apart and talked about. To be the topic in a community falls for those who stick out and those who get caught doing things they are not supposed to do. What we are not supposed to do is interesting and sets barriers to our lives, justifiably of course in the cases of crime. Rules and laws are to protect people. How is the case concerning talk and privacy issues is a matter that is easily forgotten. Some things are not to be ripped open by bunch of strangers who do not have the knowledge needed to see why and what. Some things are not concerns yours never such as someone’s sex life, mental illness, financial problems, drinking, marital life, anything that someone decides to do in one’s own life is the matter of that person and people whom it concerns.
News agency as it is called especially in villages and small towns where what the neighbor does can be seen as something to talk about depending what neighbor is doing. Is he cutting the grass, building a fence, playing music too loud or fucking someone on the porch (who wishes to witness this). Yes it is fun and entertaining, lives of other people, the mess, reputation and putting it to dirt, step down someone. Gossiping is using power over someone. How that info goes around in an instant. It is very clearly therapeutic where one’s own life is compared to that of whom there is talk about. It is violence where the victim is not able to defend himself/herself. To be able to defend oneself is one key to this problem. It is important to show that justice can be found and all is not ok to do. Does gossiping help as therapy is a matter of how help is seen. It works the same way as self-pity without thorough understanding of what is wrong, without realizing that the wrong you do by gossiping is immoral and a violation. To feel sorry for yourself doesn’t do any good to you or change your life for better. It is not justified in any way. It is weakness. Gossip is of course used to promote self. Should we accept the blown up industry of exposure, peeping of private lives, how the rich live, how to succeed and what is success, fun people are having, the difference and the gap in between us?
Gossip is very influential force in contemporary society, it sells, it interests and has wide impact on how people think their lives should be and look like, how people behave. What is desirable, what is shameful, how we fail to see the perversion of gossiping in the mean time when we are following those whom we think are perverts, useless jackasses, how we laugh at people when it is in the mirror people should take a good look at. Gossiping definitely is not a sign of good mental heath and state of balance in one’s life. To have fun on other people’s lives or moralize is to put those targets to their places down there for whatever reason. Reason for gossiping other than low self-esteem and sadism? Need to bully even just a little, negative emotions that may rise out of comparison maybe, hating those who do what they please, to show how good you are when you can say this, point out to that direction and show corruption, shame and disgrace, isolate, destroy.
How do they get all that money, who is she fucking with, how does she do it, to whom is she pregnant, to be a mother at such a young age, did you hear that .. oh how awful. Who are you dating, how is your sex life, are you getting married, they split up, she is single. Oh my god look at her butt!
We all still like to mind our own businesses when it comes to helping anyone.