you a whole bunch of stuff! And since December is around the corner, I'm letting Santa know in advance so he can be as thorough as possible. So here is what I WANT WANT WANT!
Doc Martens!!! I'm normally not a biggie on grunge, but lately Dr. M's are really catching my eye, especially the Victorian Flower Prints, the Potent Purple Suedes, the Blythe Faded Pink Suedes, the Aries Tan Wool Boots, and the Juney Beige High Boots!
I would also not mind a pair of amazingness aka Havaianas Closed Toe Espadrilles - although I'm not in the clear whether these are both indoor AND outdoor friendly?
Urban Decay Baked bronzer for face and body, Urban Decay Midnight Cowboy Shimmer Lotion, meaning, anything that makes me look less ghostly white and more tanned and shiny!
I have had a recent obsession for oversized envelope clutches, and since I layed my greedy eyes on Camille Zarsky's Red Portfolio clutch, I've fallen deeply in love!
Alain Mikli's Vintage Black glasses, or any type of shades that resemble Apfel Iris' trademark look! I am an eccentric octogenary deep down afterall!
Sephora's Smokey Eye kit and Urban Decay's Naked Brush Kit, just because there's no such thing as too much makeup!
Sparkling Lickable Body Powder - it makes me sparkly and delicious, need I say more?
Reese's Peanut Butter Cups - the guiltiest of pleasures, give me Reese's and you'll have my heart!
I was doubting between Opi's Nicki Minaj collection, but once you get past the wow factor you realize that the colors are rather unapproachable and Opi's Shatter Effect Set is much more versatile and just plain cool!
The Charlotte Olympia Kitty Flats, because they are the most adorable things out there!
Violent Lips Red Leopard Print, cause I do want a Gaga moment around Christmas time.
So there it is Santa, and exhaustive list of what my heart desires! So let's make it happen, shall we?
Why in the world would anyone ever subject himself (and in some very unfortunate cases - herself) to such a gloomy appearance. It doesn't look good, never did, never will. Brad Pitt couldn't pull it off, neither could Ashton Kutcher. So for humanity's sake, take it off!
YES - Basic grooming of facial hair
Come on people, you can do it! Just take a look at what an improvement a lack of moustache makes!
Tell me what you eat and I’ll tell you who you are – how many times have you heard this, and how many times do you shop for certain types of food just because you think that it would make you feel a bit more interesting to the ones around you?
I for one always look at what the people in front of me have bought when I’m at the cash register in the store. I have discovered a few typologies already: the burned out mothers who buy ‘basics’ such as flour, milk, eggs and butter in bulk (no, seriously, it’s like they’re planning on cooking pancakes for the entire population of China!), the couple who have been dating for 4-5 months max and who buy an eggplant, fondue cheese and a bottle of red wine, or the preteens who buy a can of coke and a lion bar.
But there are so many more categories! There’s the food snobs – how I hate the food snobs! I have this idea (I’m pretty sure it’s a fact, but I need more palpable proof to confirm it) that there is this certain category of delicacies that only snobs, the French and gay people like, and that they are in fact not delicacies, but crap – there, I said it. Take sushi for example – it’s made out of vinegared rice, sea weed and raw fish. It is a death wrap of disgusting and somehow people swear that they think it’s delicious. Well I swear I played charades with Elvis last night, so I’ll believe you when you’ll believe me. It’s like a person saying he drinks vodka straight because he likes the taste, and not because he wants to get drunk. I call bullshit!
Then there’s the more unfortunate category of people who are regulars at McDonald’s or KFC for lunch. And just like C.K. Louis said about Cinna-buns, there’s a certain category of people who go to fast food chains for lunch. You don’t see a diversity of people sitting in line, talking about their last session at the gym. They are the people who earlier that day stood in front of me at the grocery store and bought frozen burgers, 5 bags of chips and a six pack of coke. A friend once told me that if he worked at McDonalds and a very fat person would order the extra large combo (as they so often do), he would bring the fatty a salad, and if the pudding face would argue that it’s not what he ordered, my friend would say “it’s not what you ordered, but it’s what you deserve for giving up on life!” Take a hint McDonald’s HR team, these are words of wisdom!
And I’ll leave you with one more category, one that makes my insides turn: the other end of the food spectrum aka the health freaks with a slight touch of gourmet. The things that they cook need half a page only to write down the name of the dish. It’s never pasta, but shrimp and pasta in a sweet, buttery, Amaretto sauce with sliced almonds, broccoli, and carrots decorated with fresh basil leafs. Aaaaannnndddd my soul just stabbed itself repeatedly!
Conclusion? Stop trying to impress and just eat what you want – unless you are me and “what you want“ means you want to stuff your face with everything, all the time – then just don’t! We haven’t gone through millions of years of evolution to go back to eating raw meat (and being proud of it), but that doesn’t mean we have to go from human to killer whale either.
Thank me later society for putting such healthy ideas out there!
Annett my dear, this one is especially for you:) I hope you will like them all, I chose my favorite Romanian hip-hop songs while growing up and a few new ones.
Also, at the end a bonus, Suie Paparude, they are not a hip-hop band but I will give it a try, makybe you like them too. Suie is probably my favorite Romanian band.
Maximilian - Supereroul tau (Your superhero) - I love to listen to this song at work:) love the beat
Maximilian - Sophie - maximilian looks super hot in this video with the hat and the glasses but he is actually pretty ugly :P
BUG Mafia - Ridica-ma la cer (Raise me to Heaven) - one of my favorite hip-hop songs of all times :) I think I was in 5th grade and listening to this song before bed :) - I have always been a gangsta!!!:P
BUG Mafia - Fara cuvinte ( No words) - this is a song BUG made with Loredana, trying to get the great response they got years ago with Ridica-ma la cer. I don';t think they managed to do that ...the video is also super sad.
BUG Mafia - Cu talpile arse (Burned feet) - another obsession of mine (from 2 years ago) I was listening to this song for like 20 times a day:) - the video is suuuper weird!
BUG Mafia - Strazile (The streets) - this song is from 4-5 years ago, I still love the beat and can rap you this song anytime of the day:) - i know all the words by heart:)
Guess WHo - Tot mai sus - this is a super hit now in Romania, it's cute but super commercial - not real hip-hop.
Guess Who - Locul Potrivit ( The right place) - the kids at the beginning of the song sing a communist song that little children used to sing in school before 1989 (the communist song is about the future and how they will follow the good example of their parents and will make all dreams become reality and make their country super extra nice).
Puya - VEstul SAlbatic (Wild Wild West) - this Puya guy has good lines, i always liked them, his beats are too oriental though, I am not a fan actually, but he is all the time at the radio. this song is about Romanians that leave the country for different reasons and how we all come back every vacation cause we can't stay away for too long. he also says that we always talk shit about our country when we are in it and when we go abroad we miss everything about it. so true! I do the same!!! The video is funny cause it;s actually a compilation of short videos young Romanian migrants made:)
Puya - Undeva in Balcani (Somwhere in the Balkans) - this one is super funny as well, too bad you don;t know romanian! the song is making fun of Romanian society. a line is: Europe thought we are coming to visit, surprise we came to invade it :))) another super true line: we drive cars that cost more than our homes and spend in clubs more then we actually own.
Since I've been a little kid I had a great fondness for snails. In Romania, we had this nonsensical song that we would sing to make them come out of their shell. To this day, I still don’t get why we were telling the poor things to go drink murky water from the Danube River as part of the song. But I’m drifting. The reason I liked them so much was that we were told that snails went through life carrying their house on their backs wherever they went, so they never had to miss anything.
Years later, I find myself feeling a bit like the snails of my childhood. Being torn between the East and the West, with my fondest memories as a child and teenager in Romania and the raging twenties spent abroad, I am still trying to come to terms with the fact that “home” has become a state of mind rather than a particular place. It had become the Skype conversations with my friends and family rather than my old room, a trip through the mountains and a day spent by the lake rather than my high school, college or master’s – it has become something that I carry with me at all times rather than something I have to travel towards.
Whether this is good or bad, I cannot say yet. I always thought it’s good to have roots, not only wings. I’ve felt sorry for the people who are too international and who stay silent when you ask them what they consider home. I like that I get furious if some uneducated moronic A-hole insults my country, but I also like the fact that I am not entirely shaped by the place I come from. I am Romanian but I’d like to think that there are other things that define me more than my nationality.
In reality I’m a bit less optimistic than this. I leave Romania with a little bit of heartbreak every time, but I know my life is not here anymore, at least not entirely. But now, with less than 24 hours before heading back to the cold, noisy, diverse, fast and arguably fun Brussels, I wish for the same thing I always do before I depart: that time would pass just a bit slower for the little snail who carries his house on his back.
I've been home for 2 weeks and a bit and in the car, I had the chance to get in touch with Romanian music again. Not my kind of music but super catchy and perfect radio music in my opinion.
Listen to them carefully, they will be all over Europe...if they are not already :)
As for the guys....they should watch the videos carefully :P
This is not a finding from a research i conducted but a way to vent on populistic findings such as the one I saw on facebook today : "Yes, confirmed, Barack Obama has more than twice as many donors as he has jobs created in America."
Yes, he has twice as many donors as jobs created and let's say paintings painted because IT WAS HIS JOB to get donors and IT IS NOT his job to paint paintings nor create jobs. He could help as much creating jobs as he could let's say...... help find the cure for cancer. Yes he can maybe help give more money for research but if the researchers fail in their endeavor during his mandate we cannot blame Obama* because he didn't find the cure (you can't actually blame the researchers either but that is another point).
We are not in Louis XIV' times anymore, the head of state is not THE state anymore. Yes the head can have an influence, but as we all know from our own bodies even, the body/the heart/the legs/the arms sometimes fail to listen to the head (you can take me as an example, many times my fingers texting didn't care at all about my head telling them to NOT PRESS SEND :P).
So I think it is time for all of us to wake up and realize that we are all to blame about our problems and we are all in this to fix them. There is no single person in this world that can take them away from us, no matter how much he/she would want that. You know what I want to tell all these people that think a president can solve their money problems? DUDES!!!!! You have watched too much Superman! There is no such thing in real life! Leave the hero action movies and go find a job, go to school, get a qualification, send a million CVs if you have to! Because life is unfair but not brutally cruel (at least not in the Western world) and if you are good at something and you are really looking to find a job, YOU CANNOT FAIL! So stop making excuses and blame others for your own shortcomings. Yes it make take some time, yes you may need to adapt, yes it is a hard job BUT (in a democracy at least) you are the only one that has control over your life, thus the only one that can truly help you. For example, in communist Romania almost everyone had a job; if you were unemployed they would find you something to do. But did you have control over your life? NO! If you were a musician for example, could you have stayed one year looking for someone to listen to your song ? No, you would work now in a shoe shop because this was the only thing available that met your qualifications. Your true profession was not needed? No problem ,you can sell shoes in a shoe store, as long as you were employed, the system didn't care. Would you be happy then? NO! So stop expecting THE PRESIDENT to get you a job, moron!
I don;t know who to blame about this tragic situation in which people expect their president and government to solve all their problems. It's like the chicken and the egg thing; who came first?
Because let's be honest, in a presidential election, they all promise to create jobs, they all promise to give them health insurance, they all promise clean streets and safe neighborhoods and they are so convincing as if they would personally go to every single citizen to clean up around their houses, personally find and jail all wrongdoers, employ every job seeker in a company that runs on Monopoly money (which miraculously works at Delhaize/Walmart) and pay for the hospital bill of anyone that needs a check-up. So why would you not expect citizens to feel raped, cheated and lied to when they realize that this OBVIOUSLY is not the case. But then again, if people were not so stupid to believe such things and even more important, TO EXPECT such things, the runners in the elections would not need to promise such stupid things. I mean, people don;t expect Obama to go on the moon right? They know that would be stupid. So, Obama (thankfully :P) didn;t promise to do that. I can bet a million dollars that if people would actually expect that from a president, they would include that in a campaign. Which would be stupid, right? Well GUESS WHAT! expecting the president to create a job for you is AS STUPID!
My solution? rather than learning an extra poem in school, everyone should learn the responsibilities and attributions of a president. This way, when someone like Obama comes and says I will create more jobs than there are people, everyone would be able to say: you are stupid man, you won;t be able to do that, you have to come up with something more intelligent to fool us! Believe me Obama, this may seem as a pain in the ass, but it will also save you a lot of trouble since you won;t need to excuse yourself for something that was beyond your capabilities anyway. For example you will not be in the situation that you find yourself now, comparing the USA with someone hit by a truck that needs a lot of time to recover (good analogy though, I give you that:P)
*please note that when I say Obama I also mean all other presidents in the world (including my country's president, Traian Basescu)
I've been watching ‘How I met your mother’ obsessively lately, and I must say this show has given me plenty of food for thought! I have already proceeded with downloading Barney Stinson's ‘Bro Code’ app on my phone (there is a ‘Chick Code’ as well, but it is incredibly lame, and let’s face it, I’m awesome), but I must say, the part that really caught my attention was Ted’s Murtaugh list. Named after lieutenant Roger Murtaugh from Lethal weapon who coined the phrase ‘I’m too old for this shit’, it’s basically a list of things one should never do once they reach a certain age. This list is subject to constant change, as you discover you cannot pull of things you were able to pull off before as time goes by.
You know the expression: That’s the worst idea ever, let’s do it! I used to consider myself the poster child for it, but I’m slowly leaving my early twenties behind, and although in theory I would love to still do some of the things I used to do not long ago, I always seem to hit a mental and physical blockade.
So, in honor of the show that I'm addicted to lately, here is my Murtaugh list. Hopefully, if it’s out there, written down, I’ll be more inclined to follow it.
I’m too old for the following:
Calling a skanky b*tch a skanky b*tch in public (I will really miss this one!)
Going out more than two nights in a row
Going to bed without taking my makeup off
Sleeping in a tent (I don’t care how adventurous it is, the first and last time I did it I was almost eaten by dogs and almost got swept away by floods)
Dating anyone younger than me – no exceptions Flavia!!
Considering chips as a substitute for bread
Considering Coke as a substitute for water
Not applying sun screen because you think that’s for sissies
Piercing any part of my body
Wearing ‘I heart boys/cats/my girls/partying/dancing etc’ t-shirts. I mean come on!
Stalking people on any type of social network. I really am too awesome for this.
Taking people who confuse Bucharest with Budapest and Romania with Bulgaria seriously
Listening to empowering girl songs – ew ew ew
Going to a rave party, or anything that resembles a rave
Taking the stairs instead of the elevator because ‘exercise is good’. Go f*ck yourselves!
Watching videos of snakes, centipedes, tarantulas, alligators, piranhas and sharks and thinking they are totally awesome! What, don’t you judge me!
Watching the Gilmore Girls – it’s cute, I really do like it, but high school is over.
It’s difficult enough to live in a world full of standards, where being completely honest is not only frowned upon, but also dangerous, where the way you say something is more important than what you say, where you have to know “the code” if you don’t want to end up on either of the two sides: the victim or the jerk.
If you don’t know what the code is, and you should, I think learning through examples is always efficient. And since everybody tends to make lists in tens, here are 10 rules that go in the code.
1. Do not call/text him or her before noon or after 9 p.m. If you call too early, you translate as a stage five clinger, and if you call too late, you are lonely and friendless. So keep it short and sweet, and during normal hours. On this note, if they never text you or call you during the day, and it takes more than the normal amount of time for them to reply, they are either completely uninterested or already involved with someone else. Get to know the code!
2. If they always invite themselves to your place but never propose to meet at their place or in public, they are, again, involved, or they think you are fugly and you qualify as an option for belligerently drunk nights only. Get to know the code!
3. If guys are more into their dancing than you – no, they’re not necessarily gay –they are the people most consumed by self love, and if you go for them you’ll end up naked and frustrated 5 minutes from the time you walk through the door. Get to know the code!
4. GUYS! Please pay attention, and I know it is difficult to do so, because you consider that as far as sex is concerned you are the ultimate masters of the universe. There’s no need to put it into words if someone has done it much better already, so please bear through this video:
5. Let’s talk a little more, boys. If you ask if it was good, be prepared to be beautifully lied to. I am one of the fortunate few that don’t need to do it, but GIRLS FAKE IT ALL THE TIME (note the intentional caps lock please.) If you still believe that you “can tell” if a girl fakes it, you must truly be morons. Because you cannot, there’s no way. This is not Oscar worthy acting that we have to do, it’s only a few moans and shakes, so get over yourselves. Just be grateful the girl cares enough about your feelings to lie and empower you a little. Ever thought of how you would react if you wouldn’t get the answer you were expecting Skippy? Get to know the code!
6. If he/she is the first one to arrive at a party, the last one to leave or worse, both, then that person will most likely be down with anyone. Some call this type unbiased, I like to call these people desperately needy. Get to know the code!
7. If the person even vaguely mentions love, commitment or their mother during the first 3 dates, run! Crazy person/stalker alert! Get to know the code!
8. If your musical tastes are completely different, and I’m talking the closest you get is when one listens to Slipknot and the other to Miley Cyrus, call it quits. It doesn’t matter that you both want to save dolphins and love backpacking through the mountains. If you don’t like the same type of music, you don’t stand a chance! Get to know the code!
9. People who don’t mind sharing their food are better at maintaining a healthy relationship. Note: Don’t ever fucking touch my food, or you might end up missing a limb or two! Get to know the code!
10. The most beautiful and amazing dating advice comes from a movie: So trust me when I say if a guy is treating you like he doesn't give a shit, he genuinely doesn't give a shit. No exceptions.
But for real now, stranger, GET TO KNOW THE CODE!
Later edit: Andreea told me that, although she knows this code exists, she is against it because she thinks people should just be honest. As much as I would love to agree, picture this conversation between a guy and a girl:
Girl: Hello average looking guy who wears a tad too much cologne and whose shoes I disapprove of, you can go ahead and make a move at me because I am indeed desperate tonight!
Guy: Hello big breasted chick, my name is not important and I would like to bump nasties with you, leave when we're done and never have to see you ever again. What do you say>
I am Romanian and I get offended when people mock my country! Yes, I take it personally, yes I get upset, yes I think less of you and yes I feel like punching you in the face every time you do that! I need to have this written down somewhere so that people realize it, because I think that many people I know really don't! If they don't start their mocking with "no offense" they most definitely end with "hahaha, I joke". However, it's most of the times an offense and it's rarely a joke. When did people develop such a stupid sense of humor? Cause yes, I admit Romania is much poorer than Western European countries. But how on Earth is it socially acceptable to laugh about a country being poor. What is funny about that? What is funny about villages with no electricity? What is funny about shitty roads and poor people? What is funny about people leaving their families to come to work for almost nothing just to be able to send that nothing home and feed their babies? Let me tell you what! NOTHING! Then why mentioning it? Why saying it to me? That is what truly bugs me! When you say a joke, you say it to an audience! If it's only funny for yourself say it in your mind, you don't need to hear yourself saying it to laugh. Or if you think others might find it funny say it when I am not there!
And it's not the fact that they think it, I really couldn't care less what they think about my country, it's the fact that they say it! To me! In my face! How insensitive can you be? Why would you ever think I would be ok with that? Have I ever given you a reason to assume that I think it is fine for you to make fun of my country in front of me? Especially when you really have never set foot there thus you have no clue about it! And even more, especially since you def do not give a dime on it! Most of the times these jokes are made by people that really don't care about the country, don't know anything about it and don't want to know. I could call these people ignorant, but I will not since I like to look at myself first and I know that I don't know anything about Nicaragua for example and most probably I will never go online to check things out. Because this is how life is, you can't know everything about every country and you can't be interested in everything. So, I should not be offended if others don't care or know stuff about Romania. And I am not! But do I meet a Nicaraguan guy/girl and start making fun of their country? NO! Because it's not fair to make fun of things you don't give a shit about but the one in front of you does!
I love debates, I could talk (let's be honest now, scream rather than talk) pro or against something for hours and I love people that like to do that as well! I could have a debate on Romania with anyone anytime! But I can't stand people that say something derogatory about Romania, laugh it out and move on! And it's not because they don't say the truth! That is the saddest part! Because let's be honest most of the times they are right! YES, YOU ARE RIGHT! BUT I DON'T WANT TO HEAR IT FROM YOU!!! I know it as well! And as opposed to you I CARE! I CARE for every Romanian that goes to Italy and steals because I am associated with him even if I never met him in my life and even if I personally would never do it. I care for every road that is shitty in Romania because I am the one that has to drive a whole day for 500 km! I care because my family lives there and has to deal with stuff there everyday! I care because I know that if my grandfather didn't have enough money to treat his cancer outside Romania he most probably wouldn't still be alive! I care because I had to leave my family and friends to study and work at a level I had no chance to do back home! I care because I see my sister going to an exam knowing that no matter how much she studied for it, some professors can fail her anytime if he/she doesn't like her face or she didn't give him/her money! SO FOR ME, THIS IS NOT A JOKE! THIS IS NOT EVEN REMOTELY FUNNY! This is just reminding me about the problems that Romania has that convinced me to leave the country and be here to listen to a stupid ass like you! And that is really depressing!
So know that next time you want to make a joke about Romania in front of me and ZIP IT!
P.S. Next thing I will do right now is read on Wikipedia about Nicaragua :)
I often wonder what makes a person intelligent. What is the combination of characteristics that deems a person’s intellect superior to another’s? I wonder about this because ever since I was a little kid, I had one big fear, and that is the fear of being stupid. You know, part of the masses, the loser that laughs at his own jokes while everyone else in the room stares at the floor, who states truisms as if they were his own rational thinking and who makes it awkward for other people in the room (have you ever noticed that it’s the smart people who feel awkward for the dumb, the latter rarely –if ever, realize?).
I’m thinking about this because more often than not I hear people say that they would never watch this show, read that magazine, or go to that place because it is beneath them. Well, I for one consider myself an intelligent person – actually, strike that, I don’t consider myself to be one, I am one! Still, I very much enjoy watching Jersey Shore (b*tch!), reading gossip magazines, following the Kardashian’s on Twitter (Kim’s off the market, by the way), day dreaming about Lloyd Banks and the list can go on! You would think that now I would have to list a number of things that would compensate the above, such as telling you where I went to school and what classes I took, maybe drop some business lingo, or what classics I enjoy reading, what my favorite section of the Financial Times is or some other nonsense. You expect me to do so because in your minds these are punishable acts, or at least actions that need an explanation and an apology.
I was watching an episode of America’s Next Top Model (see how I keep throwing ‘negative’ examples at you?) and Tyra Banks’ mom gave the following advice to this contestant who was constantly bickering about being stuck in an environment of stupid girls: you don’t have to flaunt your intelligence every time you get the chance to. If you are intelligent, it’s going to shine through.
So many times people are ashamed to admit that they have guilty pleasures because they think it undermines their image of being cultured, educated people. But shouldn’t such people be more complex? Shouldn’t there be more layers to a person?
I feel that if I would surround myself ONLY with literature, political news, philosophy and the occasional BBC documentary or Oscar winning drama, I would very quickly become the world’s most frustrated person. I prefer dancing to Jay-z, because, in all honesty, I would have to be institutionalized if I would bump and grind to Beethoven's 3rd Symphony. And then again, why do I need to compensate my appreciation for rap music with anything else? Does that make me less interested in the world issues?
Maybe my perception is distorted, and maybe being intelligent and living intelligently are two completely different notions. I do however hold that an intelligent person is entitled to distractions, and more than that, he or she is entitled to enjoy these distractions just as much as the more groomed aspects of life. So fist pump with pride my dear friends, no shame in our game!
nice ugly guys / hot douche bags who can’t articulate two sentences, who are not that great in bed and who I keep just because they are eye candy (similar to a really nice bag) / creepy stalkers who do not get the point even after one year of being refused / older guys who think they can overpower me just because they have a few extra wrinkles / shy guys for whom I have to compromise my social life / worst sex I’ve ever had guys (you know who you are, but a lady never tells!) / guys who are neither good, nor bad but to whom I got used to / bad boys who I liked because somehow they made me feel dangerous (but they treat every girl like ass wipe) / clueless younger guys I’ve hooked up with just because you have more energy and I thought I could mold you into my own living vibrator / confused guys which end up being gay but not really / guys who cry after THEY have cheated / guys who just dump their emotional baggage on you as if you were their shrink / guys who throw jealous fits as if they were hysterical misunderstood teenage girls / guys who cannot hold their alcohol and always cause a scene / guys who are too cheap or dumb or both to pay for your drinks on a date / fully grown men who still spend hours and hours playing Xbox or PS3 / guys who wear tight white pants, wife beaters, anything pink, too much gel, or any bling-bling,
Please organize a fun event like, let’s say, a mass suicide (hey, it’s fun for everyone else), or at least move to a very, very far away place (hint: Jupiter isn’t far enough).
Thank you in advance,
Me, and the rest of the sane female population. And the gays too!
I have an issue with Beyonce's songs. From Independent Women to Run the World (Girls) she is all about how cool and powerful and better than men women are. Yes, i like their beat, I like to listen to them in clubs, yes I scream (literally scream) each word of the song with "ma girls" but I still think they are total crap. And no, I am not talking about the obvious stupid lyrics like these for example:
Don't come here baby
Hope you still like me
If you hate me!
I am speaking about the whole idea behind this kind of songs. What do we actually want to prove? What are we actually screaming from the top of our lungs? Our frustration, that's what! That is the only thing that clearly shouts from these songs and in general from the mouths of these very vocal feminists in our beloved Western world. We've come a long way, I will be honest with you, things weren't as chirpy always, but at this point I think it doesn't make us proud anymore.
Do you hear men singing and shouting how their "persuasion rules the world" or how they can buy their own watches and rings? NO! Why? because they are too busy actually doing that! Yes, they do sing about how good they are in bed and what cars they have but that also screams frustration and we all know what that actually means (HINT: SMALL). A normal world is a world in which women buy the watch they are wearing and the car they are driving (Thanks again Beyonce for material here :P) and don't make a big deal out of it! It just kills the whole idea if you do! With these songs and thoughts we only perpetuate the idea that we are not equal, we get stuck in this stereotype!
What I mean to say is that actually people who are happy and successful would never go out shouting how good they are an how powerful they are because they have nothing more to prove! Because their actions speak for themselves...and say pretty much all!
And now to say the real truth, it seems ridiculous for us to sing or proclaim that we rule the world when we OBVIOUSLY DON'T! The most powerful political figures are not women, the biggest CEOs aren;t either, hell...not even the greatest chefs are! And now the question comes: do I mind? NO! Not at all, because I associate myself with my family and friends and not with the entire female population! Why would I? Do I know them all? Do I like them all? Do I think they're all like me? No, no and NO! People create problems when they got too much time on their hands ( I know I do! ). For example, why is it so important to have a female president? Does it guarantee anything? No! There are as many bad characters amongst women as are amongst men! And don;t come to me with that "if there would be women presidents there will be no more wars" bullshit! Did you ever see a cat fight? Rest my case. Also, let's stop blaming discrimination just to explain a failure! Segolene Royal didn't win against Sarkozy because she went mental during the presidential debate, not because she is a woman!
And to rest my case, a last argument that really says it all! Yes, there are still men out there that think less of women, yes there are men out there that will tell you that your place is in the kitchen and all that crap that gets women sooo annoyed! BUT do we really have to take these things personally? I mean...is it my fault you are a stupid ass that doesn;t know better than that? Should I feel offended for all the stupid out there? They should, not me! And also, let's be honest, if you do feel offended it means you have some issues there you need to work on! It's like my mother once told me, don;t get upset for people calling you something you most definitely are not. If someone would call you a ladder, would you cry? No, because you know you are not one! It's the same thing in this case, if you ask me.
All in all, what I meant to say in so many or so little words is the fact that by taking sides like that, and by differentiating us from men in this sense we only hurt the goal we want to achieve. We deepen the barrier created between men and women rather than making an end to it. Be successful rather than shout about it! Be the best you can be and that is enough, you don't need to make a religion out of it!! ...and if you really want to demonstrate against something, please believe me there are many things in the world that are unfair.
I will stop here so that I don;t start with the whole we are not men or women we are all human and all different in our own special way crap which makes me sick but has a truth in it! Ona a different note now, imagine life run by girls (meaning let;'s say 12-21 year olds) ....maannn....I wouldn;t like to live on that planet!!!
Suck on that Beyonceeeee! (seriously now, I think she is pretty cool: she is beautiful, she is successful and has great legs :P)
