August 22, 2007 | Tags: none
Before I begin, I must stress that this post is not a dig at women, but rather a heterosexual male’s perspective on a womanly-oriented topic, and should be taken as such. Besides, if those women’s magazines can erroneously talk shit about knowing what a man wants on the daily [1], why can’t I?
With all due respect to the cola bottle-shaped women of this world, but many of your current crop of visual representatives are (to me at least, though I’m sure others would agree) are either a bleeding-pants, ambulance-chasing feminist or a knob-shining slore wouldn’t know what “ladylike” meant if it came from their gooch as a yeasty, infectious nut diddle.
A few days ago, I had a conversation with one of my female friends about the dilemma today’s “urban” (read: non-corn fed crackas from the ‘burbs) women face. While I’ll admit that in some cases they are represented unfairly in the public eye, throwing the finger at men, record labels and/or network conglomerates for such depictions is nothing more than a bunch of bra-burning bullshit, as if men forced these broads at gunpoint to let things like getting sprayed with expensive bum wines and letting fucking Nelly use an asscrack as an ATM happen to them. This hypocritical stance on seemingly everything, from interracial dating down to the fucking price of tea in Tapei, attributes to part of the reason random-ass humps like myself are hesitant to back women at times. At the same time while women will decry and protest about the poor presentation of the woman in rap lyrics (but let’s face facts, people: women are calling
themselves bitches in their songs), a diseased scallywag like Superhead can make a brazillion dollars peddling her whorish exploits in paperback form. And don’t front like women didn’t buy her shit, either: I read snippets from a copy a female friend had lying next to her college biology books and Zane novels one night. Yeah, I know.
Speaking of hypocrisy, something that has always caught my attention has been to woman’s fight for equality in this nation. While I wholeheartedly support the notion that a woman should be considered the equivalent to men, let’s be honest: what woman is willing to accept
all the doldrums men go through? If that’s the case then, a woman's gotta be willing to get taxed for half her shit and child support in a divorce, and should be more than prepared to catch an eye jammie should she have the balls to
run up on a guy Keke Wyatt-style, right? Shit, I wish a woman would try to hawk me down with no repercussions, but I digress.
As I’ve stated before, I am not trying to disrespect the women’s movement in any such manner. At the same time, women should not ignore the glaringly obvious counteractions of some of their “representatives” [2] as well. Perhaps then would people – including myself – take the shit more seriously.
[1] Seriously, it’s not that long a list. To paraphrase Dave Chappelle, suck our dick, tickle our balls, make us a sammich and don’t talk so much.
[2] Don’t front: Karrine is a role model to some. Why, I have no fucking clue.
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