Slate is trying to move into National Inquirer/News of the World territory.
StevoR : Free West Papua, free Tibet, let the Chagossians return!says
Please tell me its about actors who play Klingons or Star Trek / Wars aliens or the guy doing the Elephant Man movie, right?
It is, isn’t it?
Its not?
Happiestsadist, opener of the Crack of Doomsays
That’s an article topic I see a lot of, in all kinds of places. Because any visible cosmetic stuff is trashy and gross and slutty and also morally suspect (see how every Disney villain is marked out on the basis of visible, unnatural makeup), but not doing anything, even for stuff like going to the gym or grabbing groceries? Unacceptable! I think a lot of very entitled men just get really upset at any reminder that the standard they want is physically impossible, and that it takes huge amounts of skill and effort.
I’ll admit, I like “unnatural” makeup and touching up my lipstick in public just because it pisses them off.
Desert Son, OMsays
I was entirely ignorant of Slate, though I had heard and/or read the name before. I visited and I’ve been looking through a number of things on the site, and it’s still far too early for me to feel comfortable rendering a general impression of it and this contextualization/explanation has already gone on far too long.
But . . .
Sidebar I encountered: “8 Shocking Celebrities Who Used to Be Hot” which is apparently connected with something called Celebrity Gossip Answers (which made me comically and absurdly think of Answers In Genesis). I have not clicked the link, and feel no eagerness to do so, and while it isn’t the sidebar you referred to initially, it feels of similar ilk.
Both your original posting and this one that I found prompt a number of different emotions, as well as the confused query: In addition to the profound subjectivity of physical attraction, and the body shaming, and the misogyny, I guess the editors/writers of these kinds of things also never . . . grow old (or even just older)? . . . Suffer injury or illness? . . . Experience the weathering of time and tragedy that shapes us all?
And it also makes me think about connections to your most recent posts about sadism, the British tabloid body shaming of Kate Middleton, and catch 22 repeating non-terminating.
I . . . I am pouring myself a Cabernet Sauvignon. This is not an endorsement of self-medication through ethanol. But I am pouring myself a Cabernet Sauvignon. The sadness precedes the ethanol. And still, thank you for the education. I wish I had something beautiful to report. I wish I could offer you and readers a Cabernet Sauvignon or other preferred beverage. Pouring anything into the USB port seems unwise.
Slate is trying to move into National Inquirer/News of the World territory.
Please tell me its about actors who play Klingons or Star Trek / Wars aliens or the guy doing the Elephant Man movie, right?
It is, isn’t it?
Its not?
That’s an article topic I see a lot of, in all kinds of places. Because any visible cosmetic stuff is trashy and gross and slutty and also morally suspect (see how every Disney villain is marked out on the basis of visible, unnatural makeup), but not doing anything, even for stuff like going to the gym or grabbing groceries? Unacceptable! I think a lot of very entitled men just get really upset at any reminder that the standard they want is physically impossible, and that it takes huge amounts of skill and effort.
I’ll admit, I like “unnatural” makeup and touching up my lipstick in public just because it pisses them off.
I was entirely ignorant of Slate, though I had heard and/or read the name before. I visited and I’ve been looking through a number of things on the site, and it’s still far too early for me to feel comfortable rendering a general impression of it and this contextualization/explanation has already gone on far too long.
But . . .
Sidebar I encountered: “8 Shocking Celebrities Who Used to Be Hot” which is apparently connected with something called Celebrity Gossip Answers (which made me comically and absurdly think of Answers In Genesis). I have not clicked the link, and feel no eagerness to do so, and while it isn’t the sidebar you referred to initially, it feels of similar ilk.
Both your original posting and this one that I found prompt a number of different emotions, as well as the confused query: In addition to the profound subjectivity of physical attraction, and the body shaming, and the misogyny, I guess the editors/writers of these kinds of things also never . . . grow old (or even just older)? . . . Suffer injury or illness? . . . Experience the weathering of time and tragedy that shapes us all?
And it also makes me think about connections to your most recent posts about sadism, the British tabloid body shaming of Kate Middleton, and catch 22 repeating non-terminating.
I . . . I am pouring myself a Cabernet Sauvignon. This is not an endorsement of self-medication through ethanol. But I am pouring myself a Cabernet Sauvignon. The sadness precedes the ethanol. And still, thank you for the education. I wish I had something beautiful to report. I wish I could offer you and readers a Cabernet Sauvignon or other preferred beverage. Pouring anything into the USB port seems unwise.
Still learning,
Robert