Must we really celebrate big butts by deriding small ones? Does there always have to be at least one body type that's not as "good" as the others, leaving some subset of women clamoring to try to feel better about their loathsome, not-as-sexy selves?
Have we fallen so far? Have our standards for what we constitute as art dropped so low that when we hit lower and lower depths we become desensitized to it all? Where do we go from here? Is this vulgar lowbrow popular music the new normal? I certainly hope not.
I was 27 years old. I had become enraged... as enraged as Gloria Steinem or Betty Friedan had been and it took me months to shake that part of it. Maybe that's why the young women are afraid of it. The rage is real.
I wish celebrities would close their fairy tale books and start respecting marriage by not jumping into it and then getting divorced. They're teaching girls that marriage is disposable and the commitment doesn't have to last.