As Suanie Sees It

The reason I wrote the previous post was because I’d watched one of Oprah’s shows, where a ‘video girl’ came out to say that the girls you see in the hip-hop/rap videos are in actual fact very much disrespected. Won’t go into details, use your imagination

Yes Otto, it’s the industry indeed. Me, change the industry? I don’t think I can do that. Plus I would be a hypocrite because on many occasions, I do enjoy the music videos that I talked about. I don’t think I am that naive nor innocent, nor dreamy to know how the global entertainment industry works

Echo succinctly wrote,

I think its great that women now have the choice to “sing” and “dance” like the Pussycat Dolls, or heck even like Playboy Bunnies if that’s how they are so inclined, but I think it’s a sad day when that’s the only method that women are able to be valued in society.

On the big picture, it is rather sad that young kids these days are emulating the very idols they worship, values alike. So who takes control? The parents. But we know parents these days are too busy to teach their kids the very moral values they need. So who do they turn to? Big names, big stars, people on TV, magazines and those in public eye. When these stars fail, as they are bound to as they are only human, I only hope that kids are smart enough to make the right choice.

We really don’t need anymore sex tapes

I was reading Rocky’s blog on Nicol David deserving a Datukship, when I saw one of the comments (sarcastically) suggesting that Mawisux receive a Datukship.

Dude, if that ever happens, let me know in advance so I can go kill myself.

Ok, or at least bitch about it forever on my blog.

Kthx.

You are quite forgiven if you think Kelis was talking about a proper milkshake. You know, like the ones in McDonalds. RM2.99 to make the kids and Suanie happy all day long. Okay, maybe 4 hours.

Then you put on your thinking cap and go, “Hang on, this is the musical era dominated by the likes of Beyonce and Pussycat Dolls and Sean Paul and Nelly and Snoop Dog. That’s not a proper milksha…. oh.”

When Aretha Franklin warbled about RESPECT some 40 years ago, I’m pretty sure she didn’t mean flashing your terribly-concealed jugs to get the attention and respect you want from the opposite sex. Or the same sex. Or green aliens with big friendly eyes. Or walruses.

I know it’s a demand and supply thing — sex sells, duh. We want more pretty faces. We want more boobs. We want more hourglass figures in skimpy clothing, preferably with pretty faces and nice boobs. The more we get, the more we want. It’s an insatiable, inexhaustible market that comes up with every possible angle to get your attention and hopefully, money.

Come up to Carlsberg, anyone?

Well, it’s business. Nothing wrong with business.

So when I write this topic, I may be biting off more than I can chew. Below is a conversation I had with my sis, just to give you a better idea of how difficult it is if you want to properly write about these kind of things.

Suanie: I am thinking of writing something about the sexuality movement today that supposedly empowers you as a female, using music videos as an example; the girls walking down the streets in mink coats and ignoring the men who whistle at them.
Sis: Ah… but then you are showing half your butt in the short shorts under the mink coat.
Suanie: Precisely.
Sis: I think it’s damn stupid. But I think they have no choice. Black women have to have so much attitude because all the black men have so much attitude.
Suanie: Yeah but why men don’t have to show their titties? People like Melissa Etheridge, no need to show anything.
Sis: Because they are ugly fucks with ugly titties hehehe. Melissa Etheridge probably doesn’t get paid as much in endorsements.
Suanie: But she gets respect. Cannot buy respect.
Sis: Yeah but respect’s not going to pay for your bling bling. But then she probably doesn’t wear much bling bling, doesn’t go with her look.

Have to think of this and that factors, that and this influences.

But my main point is, if they want to sing about being a survivor and I get all the boys in the yard and come push my buttons I dictate when and where and respect me biatch or I shove muh bling bling up uranus, the conflicting messages between the lyrics and images make it quite hard to take them seriously.

So at the end of the day, female empowerment konon.

Feel free to expound on this topic lah. Got to sleep now but will talk about it more in comments, that is if someone comments on it first lah.

If a man hits you
Don’t just stand there look stupid
Must hit him back. Hard.

The empowerment of females will bring about population control to an unimaginable magnitude. To sustain the population every woman needs to give birth to an average of 2.2 or 2.3 babies. In Singapore it is only 1.4 or 1.6 1.06

The fate of the world rests in our wombs. Yay women!