Nothing major today, just been busy. Maybe I need a twitter account, because I get little snippets that would be fun to tweet every now and then. On the other hand, perhaps it’s a good thing not to have it as a filter between my brain and the rest of the world.
Anyways, I saw a couple women walking down the street in pretty much full burkas. I can’t say I’m a fan, because where as I’m sure a lot of people look and say “how holy, how virtuous, that they follow the laws of modesty in their religion,” I’m not one of those people. The thought came to me again that I find more sacred power in a stripper embracing her physical body and displaying it than I do a woman who believes that showing everything but her eyes/face/hands is sinful and ugly. Maybe that’s just the Heathen in me. I remember a while back reading about Pagan women who thought it was “sooo spiritual” to cover their hair like you see some Muslims, Jews, and Christians doing. They seemed to forget that the reason for covering hair in those religions is about modesty and not wanting to “incite” lust or celebrate what the Gods and Goddesses gave them.
Another thing is that show Dance Moms or whatever it’s called. Dear Gods that show is creepy. On so many levels. I like beauty pageants, I guess, though i pretty much never watch them. Dancing is cool too, I know a girl who teaches dance and my lover often shares videos of that Irish step dancing, and some of the stuff out there is pretty cool and certainly athletically challenging. That said, frankly it kinda weirds me out that they’d have little girls of that age group wearing outfits like they do. Not because I have a modesty complex, the above thought kinda proves I don’t. And I can’t say it’s because I have an issue with sex and sexuality. I think my biggest issue is that the entire thing seems like pedo candy or something. Idk, maybe it would be different if girls still got married at age 12 or something, but…idk. Apparently a guy can go to jail for having loli artwork but we can plaster little girls all over national tv in stuff that boggles the mind into how they even made it and how it stays on (and how the Hel they thought this should go on a kid). And that’s not even the worst part. The worst part is the moms. Dear Gods the Moms! By Freya’s bounteous beauty, those women are psychos! I’ve head of living vicariously through your kids, but holy crap. How someone on that show hasn’t killed someone else there is a mystery I can’t solve.
Have fun with that.