This “truth” is seen in the way that God used to be—-at the top of a chain of command, its authority linking down to His representatives on earth: beauty pageant officials, photographers, and, finally, the man on the street. Even he, the last link, has some of this divine authority over women, as Milton’s Adam had over Eve: “he for God, and she for God in him.” A man’s right to confer judgment on any woman’s beauty while remaining himself unjudged is beyond scrutiny because it is thought of as God-given. That right has become so urgently important for male culture to exercise because it is the last unexamined right remaining intact from the old list of masculine privilege: those that it was universally believed that God or nature or another absolute authority bestowed upon all men to exert over all women. As such, it is daily exercised more harshly in compensation for the other rights over women, and the other ways to control them, now lost forever.
- The Beauty Myth by Naomi Wolf (1991)
1 week ago
And I could take another hit for you
And I could take away the trips from you
And I could take away the salt from your eyes
Take away the spitting salt in you
And I could give you my apologies
By handing over my neologies
And I could take away your shaky knees
And I could give you all the olive trees
And look at the trees and look at my face and look at a place far away from here
Wolf Parade - I’ll Believe in Anything, off Apologies to the Queen Mary
3 weeks agoI’m on a Boat - Star Trek (by miserychic)
But this ain’t Seaworld, this is real as it gets
I’m on a boat, motherfucker, don’t you ever forget



