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Author: S
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Date Posted: 21:57:52 01/02/02 Wed
For those of you who may have formed the impression that I'm a delicate, gentle, Southern flower of womanhood, don't let it bother you when I say bite my redneck ass.
I guess what I'm trying to say is I believe in taking care of myself. I have a job, a mortgage, insurance, retirement plan, numerous calls from telemarketers. And if I believe my right or ability to do anything I take a notion to do has been questioned purely on the basis that I possess a uterus, my general attitude is something like suck my estrogen, buddy boy.
However....if feminism is a religion, I believe it has been hijacked by a bunch of fat chicks who resent nubile young babes for no other reason than that they are nubile young babes.
I mention this because I keep seeing an awful lot of complaints about media influence on women's perceptions of themselves...blah, blah, blah... and how degrading it is for young women to wiggle around on a stage with almost nuttin' on.
These are the same fat chicks who stand in the quad and hold signs protesting Playboy whenever they come around looking for girls of whatever college conference they're sniffing around at any given time.
Like they wouldn't strut it if they had it.
I'm building up to a point here. It'll come to me soon.
Lemme think. Okay, would we not be better of if the fat chicks with posters found something about themselves to feel good about instead of attempting to make the young, nubile ones feel guilty for being young and nubile?
And I am old enough to remember the governors the lakes in Mississippi are named after. I'm not talking about myself when I ask, what exactly is supposed to have gone down hill because there are wiggly young thangs walkin' around half neked? This is only a fact of nature. It has existed since the dawn of humanity. It was not invented by this generation nor any of your'n either.
Now, don't get me wrong. If a young woman in my family, my neighborhood, or my classroom concentrated so heavily on struttin' that she forgot to put anything inside her head, I'd be the first to say, "Get over yourself, girlfriend. Read a book."
Otherwise, my thought on dealing with the young and wiggly is to encourage things that will have lasting value for them and ignore things that will sag sooner or later. They might as well enjoy it while they got it.
I know I do. :)
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