Normally I don't watch any kind of bullshit afternoon shows. Dr. Phil is a crackpot, I don't give a shit about anyone that wants to get paid to air their dirty laundry in front of the whole world on those idiot judge shows, and if I wanted to sit around and listen to people bitch about how awful this world is and how screwed up people are I'd just call my friends Doom and Gloom and catch up with them! But today, today was a different sort of day. A day where I have realized that I am getting older and maybe a bit wiser.
Oprah. Yes, Oprah. Her show that I have so many times passed by, caught my eye today. Evidently, plastic surgery in China for a great many different self proclaimed "flaws" has been booming. The number 1 of course is the "westernization" of the Asian eye. I have to admit that on occasion I have thought about having this surgery myself. Though I no longer seriously entertain the idea of going under the knife just to have eyelids, I still think about it every now and again. Another surgery gaining popularity is leg lengthening. The bones below the knee are sawed in half and metal plates and screws are then placed between them and on the outside of the leg. Over a period of 6 months or so the screws are screwed and this somehow makes the leg longer. Recipients of this surgery not only gain 2-4" or so, but can continue to grow?!!?
Fat is being sucked out of thighs and butts and injected into lips and cheeks to contour the Asian face. Barbie has made her way to Shanghai and nearly all the little Chinese girls are smitten with Barbie and though they know they will never look exactly like Barbie, they've accepted the physical challenge to emulate her.
Many (non Asian) people may wonder why this is? People like my mother who thinks Asians are beautiful and exotic looking with their straight black hair and almond shaped eyes. Well, that's because you're not Asian. Try growing up like this.
My whole life I wanted to be blond, blue-eyed, and taller. The pretty white kids never got made fun of. Nobody ever walked up to them, pulled back the corners of their eyes and mocked some lousy Godzilla, no such language, Oriental kind of language at them. No one ever called them a chink, gook, charlie, fish head, Jap, or flat face. No one ever asked the pretty white girls to "say Me love you long time just once". No one ever accused my white counterparts of having a sideways pussy. Every single day of my life, sometimes several times a day, I'm asked, to my face, "So what are you?" or some variation of that. Where are you from? What nationality are you? (Which, for all the ignoranus' out there, you're actually referring to my ethnicity, I'm just sayin'). Most of the time I can laugh it off, cuz really, these conversations can be very entertaining.
Ignoranus: "So, where you from?" (not where ARE you from...)
Me: Massachusetts
Ignoranus: "No, where you FROM" (because changing the emphasis on a word will change the answer)
or
Ignoranus: "What nationality are you?"
Me: "American"
Ignoranus: "No you're not" (because you asked a question you already knew the answer to)
And I ramble...
...but back to the point I was trying to make in the first place.
We are willing to risk life and limb going under the knife so that we can look different and more acceptable to society. But who the fuck is so important in society that we have to listen to them anyway? Pretty, skinny, clear skin, shapely, big boobs, small nose, fat, whatever.
We have made ourselves so impressionable to the opinions of others we have begun to lose who we are. I say NO MORE! No more diet pills, diet sprinkles, prepackaged diet meals, diet shakes, lo fat diets, no carb diets, weigh this, measure that, this pill will possibly make you skinny but will definitely make your anus leak, that pill might help you shed a few pounds but will definitely make you shed many dollars.
This pill contains fish oil which will help your skin bones and memory... oh yeah, but we won't tell you that it also contains lethal amounts of PCBs too. (Oops, our bad.) Use this cream on your ass and the wrinkles on your face will go away. Use this salve on your face and cellulite on your ass will go away...
Enough is enough. I love me, I love who I am, and I'm lovin what I look like. I'm not entirely happy with the size/shape of my body, but hey, I did this to myself. So, I have to undo it myself. I quit smoking 17 days ago. I run 5 miles a day, 4 days a week. I run no less than 2 miles the other 2 days a week. I watch what I eat and I no longer listen to the multi gozillion dollar weight loss industry who has sucked up lots of my money but never gave me any satisfying results.
You are beautiful (unless you have a face not even your mother can love, then you're just fucked) at least on the inside. Be yourself, have fun, eat drink and be merry! God loves you the way you are and so do I!
The soap box is closed.
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
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2 comments:
I love any sentence that starts with "You are beautiful," has "unless" in the middle, and ends with "you are just fucked." Well put, dolly.
Well put....
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