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30th May 2012

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Body Image: Stop Looking Good, Girls Are Killing Themselves!

That’s the kind of bloody thing I think of when I get someone ranting on about ‘body image’ or ‘body awareness’ issues. It’s something I listen to and just think, ‘What the fuck is your point?’

Here’s what the good ol’ Australian government has to say on the issue:

‘Body image is an issue of concern to young people. Research tells us that negative body image can affect self-esteem and general well-being, inhibit participation in social activities and lead to serious health issues such as depression and social isolation.’

Riiiiiight….

And here’s a nice simple definition from the ever popular wikipedia:

Body image refers to a person’s feelings of the aesthetics and sexual attractiveness of his or her own body.’

Okay. so I can gather that body image issues are when someone thinks that they’re ugly or unattractive and this seems most likely to develop in teens. Alrighty, that I can understand.

The problem I have with body image issue is the way people go about trying to solve them. I see pretty girls complain all the bloody time about how they aren’t pretty people and how no loves them. Meanwhile, their boyfriend/potentially friend-zoned male buddies are feeding them compliments and their female friend are using self-deprecating compliments. It ends up being this mushy wasteland of self-pity and obviously poor come one attempts. Freaking shocking.

I see an average guy who is worried he isn’t attractive or just feels like he could improve. He hits the gym. He fixes his diet. He cuts down on drinking. And that’s my brother and, as far as I know, he wasn’t even concerned with his body image. He just wanted to go to the gym.

So, the body image issue just seems kinda of pointless to focus on. It’s like cyber-bullying; anyone who actually freaks out over the issue has forgotten that they can take control.

And, let’s be honest here, what could you do to fix body image?

Promote ‘real models’?
Run an extensive program like the government seems to be doing, focusing on discussing issues?
Make everyone look exactly the fucking same?

All of those solution do not work. Even if everyone looked the same, some people would just freak about something else. The same way some people would freak out and be all racist even if everyone was nigh on identical.

SO, please, just fuck up about body image.

I seriously don’t care about girls who are pretty, get told constantly that they’re pretty and yet post about how ugly they are. THAT SHOULDN’T BE A FUCKING HOLE FOR TAX PAYER MONEY.

And please, if you are one of those fucking idiots who says, ‘I’m not pretty,’ despite many people saying that you are or have people asking you out just stop. Even in the worst case scenario that you are in fact an ugly wench who belongs on exhibit then you are still a person worthy of pride. Develop a better method for judging or comparing yourself.

It’s like that fucking annoying quote, ‘if you judge a fish by its ability to climb a tree, it will live its whole life believing it is an idiot’. DON’T BE A CLIMBING FISH. BE SOMETHING DECENT.

And please stop posting about how ugly you are. It just makes me want to post a comment which says, ‘OH WOW. I’m glad you realised that you’re hideous, I’ve been meaning to tell you but I thought it’d be awkward. Anyway, have fun with your realisation that you’re a terrible ogre monstrosity,’. If you were truly ugly and if you thought you were truly ugly, THEN YOU WOULDN’T DRAW ATTENTION TO IT.


Long story short: Body Image shouldn’t be an issue. Bitches who whine about how they look are in fact bitches. Fuck up already.


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18th December 2011

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Spartacus

Now, this is something a mate put me onto. An ultra violent, ultra graphic, ultra sexual and ultra epic series centralised around the tale of Spartacus a gladiator. The tale of Spartacus, the slave who became a gladiator before leading a revolt of his fellow gladiators, kicking ass through Rome and eventually pretty much telling legion after legion to go hump a chainsaw is well known. This version is essentially the same thing, it doesn’t seem diluted down with other crap in fact it seems enriched with different bits of perhaps probable detail. Very cool stuff.

I enjoy the story as it has the necessary elements of romance, love, violent struggle, betrayal, suspense, un-fucking-believable odds, brotherhood and all the good parts of an old timey legend. And it can be called only a legend. Because that’s what the story was. Anyway, I like those aspects of it and the series brings maybe a little closer image to it, a more confronting and less censored version. Instead of just this guy killing a bunch of people, you watch him gouge out eyes and violently slay any mother fucker who steps up. I think that confronting detail is what makes it. You don’t get to gloss over it, if they fuck, they fuck, if they kill, they kill and you watch it all.

I also like how it kind of represents the tale of Rome. A culture gone mad with their own power, lavishing in their riches, believing in their honour and selling it for more power. It’s humanity at it’s most civilised and barbaric. As stupid as that sounds, that’s what it is. On one hand they’re beasts, mindlessly consuming and devouring everything, putting prices on others lives. And yet they’re civilised with rules and order and certain social nuances that need to be obeyed. There’s still a semblance of reasoned order.

I kinda like Rome. I mean they pretty much reinvented warfare, tactics and organisation. The richest and most powerful lavished in their wealth, they wallowed in it and made entertainment and enjoyment their purpose. I kind of like that idea, it’s something which has been bothering me for a little while. Were the Romans so bad? I mean slavery sucks and there’s many things wrong with them but they’re not so different. I mean we focus on entertainment, tv replaced whores and sexy dancers to an extent and sports stadiums replaced the arena. We like to fritter away our time. Maybe, excessive pleasure seeking is a goal to aim for.

Anyway. SPARTACUS. Watch it. It is good.

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