Alarming News: I like Morgan Freeberg. A lot.
Anti-Idiotarian Rottweiler: We were following a trackback and thinking "hmmm... this is a bloody excellent post!", and then we realized that it was just part III of, well, three...Damn. I wish I'd written those.
Anti-Idiotarian Rottweiler: ...I just remembered that I found a new blog a short while ago, House of Eratosthenes, that I really like. I like his common sense approach and his curiosity when it comes to why people believe what they believe rather than just what they believe.
Brutally Honest: Morgan Freeberg is an intriguing guy...[he] asks great questions and answers others with style, flair, reason and wit. On the blogroll he goes. Make him a part of your regular blogospheric reading. I certainly will.
Brutally Honest: Morgan Freeberg is brilliant.
Common Sense Junction: Misha @ Anti-Idiotarian never ceases to amaze me. He keeps finding other good blogs. I went over to A.I. this morning for my daily Misha fix and he had found this guy named Morgan Freeberg in Fair Oaks, California, that has a blog, House of Eratosthenes. Freeberg says its "The Blog That Nobody Reads" but it may now become the blog that everybody reads.
Jaded Haven: Good God, Morgan, you cover a topic from front to back with a screwy thoroughness I find mind boggling. I'm in awe of your thought proccesses, my friend, you're an exceptional talent. You start by throwing in the kitchen sink, tie in someone's syphilitic uncle, bend around a rip tide of brilliance and bring it all home in a neat, diamond dripping package of an exceptionally readable moment of damn fine wordsmithing. I love reading you.
Mein Blogovault: Make "the Blog that No One Reads" one of your daily reads.
Philmon: When Morgan meanders, stick with him - he's got a point and it'll be worth it in the end. He's not a hit-and-run snarky quip kind of guy. The pieces all fall into place like tumblers in a lock and bang! He's opened a cognative door for you.
Rightlinx: Morgan at House of Eratosthenes is one of the best writers out there. I read him nearly every day because he manages to provide an interesting perspective, even though I don't always agree.
Poetic Justice: Cletus! Ah gots a laiv one fer yew...
Walking to the grocery store this morning on an excursion Mrs. Freeberg courteously pointed out (after I got back) that I’m going to have to repeat soon, I was thinking about breasts. Wait, I’m a dude. That’s just another way to say I was alive and had brainwave activity.
My thought about breasts was, actually, how much feminists hate them when they have no reason to. The two favorite examples come to the forefront, DC Comics’ Wonder Woman character and Lara Croft from the Tomb Raider game. I’ve already waxed lyrically about those two icons to excess, but we should start with them nevertheless because they both happen to be in a process of re-work, the video-game superstar last year and the comic book legend in a movie coming up.
Both of these reforms/reboots/whatever-ya-call-em are in the direction of shrinking breasts. For no reason whatsoever, other than: Feminists loathe large breasts on a woman. And feminists loathe large breasts only for the singular solitary reason that men like them.
Now if a feminist reads this and feels the need to retort — which she most certainly would — she’ll reply that I’m forgetting something important and this, as usual, entirely invalidates my point. She’ll time-travel back to the 1960’s and protest that large breasts “reinforce stereotypes” that a woman is no more than her mammary appendages, that she has nothing else to offer, no intellect, no talent, can’t get anything done without a man, is there only for decoration and blah-blah-blah. This is the other reason why we should start off our thinking with Wonder Woman and Lara Croft. There’s a paradox here: These women are not bubble-heads. Wonder Woman is the second most powerful hero in the Justice League. At her inception, she was supposed to capture the absolute pinnacle of what a woman could be, in all aspects. She had a “super power” of being able to win beauty contests. As well as to deflect bullets with her bracelets and all that other stuff. So the super-heroine-beauty was merely an extension of all the things that made her a “wonder,” and the large breasts were merely an extension of that beauty.
Lara Croft is just a bundle of resourcefulness and resilience. At her inception, she was supposed to be a female Indiana Jones. In both cases, the large breasts were a message. Far from being a message of “don’t think too highly of her, she’s just a jiggle-teevee bubblehead” or anything like that, it was more like “Look, I can do all this stuff and I’m a girl!”
I’m old enough to remember when that’s what the feminist message was. Exactly that, nothing more or less.
Speaking of jiggle-teevee: Doesn’t the old Charlie’s Angels show demonstrate how long this has been going on? A new product offering is placed on the media market, seeking to enforce the social messaging that a beautiful woman can be perfectly capable of getting things done. It picks up a following, not because of the social message, but because in order to get that across it has to have one-to-several beautiful women in it, and who doesn’t like to look at beautiful women? And then some “reformer” is somehow allowed into the production meetings, just like the snake slithering into the Garden of Eden, and issues the command: Reduce the breast sizes, because it’s time for the next social message. Charlie’s Angels didn’t make it that far. But it was criticized for being “Jiggle TV” from the very beginning…by whom, I’m not exactly sure, but I suspect it was someone who didn’t actually watch the show too often.
There is value in noticing this, in that it suggests a way we could taxonomize social movements throughout human history. Conservatives ended slavery by way of a powerful message, consisting of “Whatever it is you seek to do and however you seek to do it, is fine, but we’re drawing a line here…” The objection was rooted in Natural Law, and the boundary between right and wrong was, by implication, static and not dynamic.
Progressives can’t get jiggy with that. They can’t follow such a train of thought as far as the “Whatever.” They keep drifting off into this business of, “As long as we’re re-wiring the culture, let’s take care of this thing, over here…” and they are drawn, like moths to a flame, to people’s personal preferences and personal tastes. That’s because they’re always in attack mode. When a conservative decides to support the feminist movement, the justification for doing so is going to be very similar to the justification for that other conservative movement mentioned above, the abolition of slavery. Something like “Women should have the same opportunities a man should have,” or to get more to the point, “It is wrong to deprive a woman of her opportunities.” Again, Natural Law. We might think of the credo as one that asks the question: Is damage being done? Are people engaging in activities that worsen the situation for others?
Such a conservative finds himself or herself compelled to hop off the feminist bandwagon in short order, as it lurches left, into attack mode. Attack this-or-that-corporation for having too many male executives; presume there must be some “discrimination” going on, solely on the basis of outcome, disregarding the very real possibility that a lack of female bosses is simply indicative of a low number of females who want the job. Attack this-or-that industry. Attack this-or-that pastime, this-or-that sport, this-or-that family restaurant franchise.
Attack beautiful, sumptuous female breasts. Lefties are always in attack mode, they place an impractically weighty emphasis on symbols and symbolism. They are dedicated to destroying things, while pretending to be building something great and grand, that they can never quite define.
Gal Gadot, who will be playing Wonder Woman in the upcoming movie, engaged in some very regrettable comments, albeit technically correct ones, about how Wonder Woman’s breasts should not be — ahem — a big deal or anything. She missed the point. Wonder Woman is not about big breasts, but she is about women accomplishing amazing things while being women, and womanly. The message relies on the presentation of womanly attributes, that’s why the big breasts and the big hair and the skirt and the running-style were all there in the first place; it’s all about doing man-sized things in a womanly way.
Since before World War II, superheroes have been an effective way of getting that message across. Among mugging victims, or motorists trapped in cars that are about to teeter off cliffs — who in his right mind is going to say a stupid thing like “Gosh darn it, I wanted Zorro to save me, not this magic-lasso bimbo”? These are great messages for all of us, kids in particular. Help others, when you can. Accept the help, when it’s there. Be the best and the greatest you can be, no matter who or what you are.
Now, with progressive feminists involved, we’re never quite done reforming the female physique. Everything has to be more “realistic,” which means hair short, breasts diminutive, midsection soft and chubby, legs belying a lifestyle built around a henpecked hubby bringing princess things while she sits on the couch.
Feminism, regrettably, has come to be about attacking…femininity. It’s a very sad thing. And it shows you what “attack mode 24×7” really buys you, in the long run. It leads to self-destruction.
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