I’m supposed to believe that we live in a country with a vibrant feminist presence, but the realities of this generation speak volumes to the contrary. I stopped watching TV in large part because I wanted to throw a gender neutral brick at my TV screen whenever I saw something like The Kardashians. I was especially nauseated when I saw women I knew watching raptly in a haze of consumer hypnosis.
The message being advertised by this kind of programming is poison. There is no redeeming value to it at all. The primary message is that women are largely just brain-dead objects to be ogled and occasionally laughed at for their obvious deficiencies. Reality show “stars” like this have zero skills. They are curious quirks of the cosmic stew in that their parents were rich. Who else has this kind of distinction? Oh yes, monarchs. And this is 2013, and the monarchy is on life support, thankfully. Royalty is and was a disease that wrought indescribable terror upon the world. It will be many more centuries before much of the world can cleanse itself of the colonial wreckage that was largely helmed by worthless figureheads with gaudy robes.