Here’s a test:
I’m holding a baby in one hand and a petri dish holding a fetus in the other.
I’m going to drop one. You chose which.
If you really truly believe a fetus is the same thing as a baby, it should be impossible for you to decide. You should have to flip a coin, that’s how impossible the decision should be.
Shot in the dark, you saved the baby.
Because you’re aware there’s a difference.
Now admit it
ACTUAL MESSAGE OF (500) DAYS OF SUMMER THAT NO ONE ACTUALLY REALIZES
There are so many people out there that like this movie for the exact opposite reason why they should like this movie.
If you were sad at the end of (500) Days of Summer, you didn’t watch it right
can we talk about the fact that the top 5 singles in itunes right now are all by women and the 3rd is a collaboration between 3 women.
can we talk about that
Can we talk about how three of the women on the list are white women guilty of cultural appropriation/objectifying of woc/body shaming in their songs/the video for their songs?
Taylor Swift’s song/video doesn’t culturally misappropriate, objectify WOC, or body shame anyone. The point of Taylor’s video is that she’s not good at doing the types of dance that other people are capable of doing, so she shakes it off and dances the way she chooses to. People of color are shown in every dance style. Yes, the majority of twerkers and hip-hop dancers are of color which to me is not problematic as that dance is within their culture. If she’d only had white dancers in her entire video, then yes. Problematic.
Megan Trainor’s song/video is probably the most body positive song in existence, and she literally says to everyone that every inch of them is perfect from the bottom to the top. She has a line, “Go ‘head and tell those skinny bitches that,” with which she follows up, “Naw, I’m just playin.’” The video is visually diverse in visual representation of both color and body size, and objectifies no one.
I don’t know anything about the “Bang Bang” video, but the song in itself is innocuous. There’s no shaming of anyone, and if you knew Jessie J, you’d know that her songs are largely empowering for females. Go listen to “Do It Like A Dude.” Any comparison she makes to females in “Bang Bang” aren’t negative. It’s simply, “She can do this, but I can do it a step further.”
Nicki’s song, Anaconda, is all about her own ass. She literally wrote a song about her own ass. Nicki’s song, like any of Beyonce’s sexually provocative song on her latest album, promotes the idea of owning her own sexuality, and encouraging other women—particularly women of color—to do so as well. If you watched the video, you’d see there’s no man except for Drake in it, and when he attempts to touch Nicki’s ass at the end of the video, she just slaps his hand and walks away, re-affirming that her body is her own to do with as she chooses.
As far as Iggy, that’s the only point I agree with. I-G-G-Bye has said some real shitty things that are the definition of problematic. However, her song lyrics for “Black Widow” aren’t problematic in any of the ways you pointed out. I don’t know anything about the video, though.
My point is, sometimes being quick to point out how wrong something or somebody is can actually narrow your vision to seeing the entire picture.
my first thought this morning was “count olaf should have been more thoroughly checked by social services”
If anyone wants to see what I’m up to in Italy, here’s my (amateur) travel blog:
Which I promise to faithfully update (until midterms).
Suddenly you’re 21 and you’re screaming along in your car to all the songs you used to listen to when you were sad in middle school and everything is different but everything is good
One day we were shooting “Portlandia” downtown and we went to eat in the lunchroom of this church where they were having an art show. This season’s shoot was really hard; I felt very pushed and challenged, and I was tired and disoriented a lot. I remember sitting down and seeing this painting on a canvas. It said: “If you can, please wake up.” It’s this weird, dark, intense phrase that almost sounded like something like a kid would say to his parents. And that became my mantra for the whole rest of the shoot.
I spent two weeks chasing down the artist— he was the security guard at the building. I told him how much that painting meant to me and how it had really gotten me through the shoot and he said, “I would be happy to sell it to you if it means that much to you.” So about a month ago, I drove over to his house and bought the painting from him.
— Carrie Brownstein
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