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Wednesday, July 31, 2013

just call it a teen sex romp and be done with it

Last night John and I were discussing "Blurred Lines," (because it is a Serious Song and requires Serious, Scholarly Analysis) and how the narrative about it has changed from "it was just a summer jam we laid down in half an hour" to "listen to the lyrics; it's really a feminist manifesto" (referencing the "that man is not your maker" line, etc.), and I commented to John that I find it interesting that there is segment of the male population that is co-opting the mutlilayered feminist message and condensing it down to "feminism means you are free to have sex with me."  Sure, that is part of the feminist message--women are, or should be, agents unto themselves who get to decide to have sex--but it's also that they get to decide NOT to have sex if they don't want to, and also a few other things like control over the decisions that affect their lives, and equal access to education and economic opportunity--you know, little things like that.  But thanks, mans, for trying to turn sexual autonomy into another pickup line.  Love you for that.  Which is not to say that I don't enjoy the mindless groove of "Blurred Lines."  I dig it immensely when my kids are not around.  But let's not pretend Robin Thicke is some champion of egalitarianism.  And by the way, if I were him, I would have lost "Thicke" as a surname as soon as I was of age.  It's an unattractive name and makes me think of warts and sweat.

1 comments:

tipsybaker said...

You are so funny. That last sentence.