Her Fascinating Thighs

Saw title. Rushed over. Massive disappointment.

Why is she acting like a stereotyped sassy black woman?

It did expose me to the EF site, with this compelling headline: “4 Ways White People Can Process Their Emotions Without Bringing the White Tears.”

My thighs say, “Feminism, bitch!”
Will these people *ever* get over themselves?

I am obviously unqualified to comment on feminist poetry, so I consulted a person of gender, the eminent cultural critic ‘Nan’ Taylor.

I think the major themes of feminist rhetoric might actually be three: “I’m so fat”, “let’s talk about my vagina”, and “people should love me for who I am(I should be able to *make* them)”. I’m unaware of how much #3 creeps into the poetry, however, because I’ve been studiously avoiding it.

I don’t think people who are really okay with having big thighs spend so much time *telling* everyone they’re okay with it.
Well, quite.

Randall Monroe went Full Retard during the election
Indeed. I stopped following him after that. I wish he’d have just STFU about politics.

I look forward to your third installment in the Feminist Poetry series, now that you’ve shared these thoughtful vagina and thigh meditations.
There must be some feminist “ass” poetry out there, somewhere, and I’m sure it’s equally brilliant.

“I’m so fat”, “let’s talk about my vagina”, and “people should love me for who I am (I should be able to *make* them)”
Somewhere under the self-indulgent word pile, there are the same old grumbles and resentments. Among which, a dislike of the fact that human pairing is generally a competitive business, that agreeable features and proportions turn heads more often, and that the features and proportions most in demand aren’t equally distributed. Ditto agreeable personalities. Well, such is life. Not “patriarchy,” mind you, or “society’s beauty standards,” but life. The attempt to apply assumptions of societal fairness to the issue of desirability is, as we’ve seen, pointless and absurd. And in terms of turning heads, even the most physically attractive of us would in later years struggle to compete with their earlier, prettier selves.
Except, perhaps, for the actress Gillian Anderson, who seems to be getting more handsome with age. I suspect witchcraft.

Three minutes of this young miss trying to convince herself and everyone else she really doesn’t have massive insecurity about the way she looks.

A poet who reads his verse in public may have other nasty habits.
—Robert Heinlein

Most notable, of course, for the X-Files,
Over the years I think there’s been a pleasing elongation. Doubtless assisted by good lighting and some expensive tailoring.

Doubtless assisted by good lighting and some expensive tailoring.
And the alien gene therapy, of course.

Thanks, but I’m not going to click on that little red triangle.
[ Flaps elbows, does chicken noise. ]

David, Gillian you say? As an academic e she is topless stripper in one of her early movies. Her slumped shoulders and saggy bewbs in that Netflix series were disappointing. For me her community says were her peak.

My bad was thinking of Gillian Jacobs .

So fat-shaming, for instance, is bad, but sexual-preference-shaming is not only good but a “social justice” imperative?
Xe obviously believes that sexual attraction is merely a matter of choice. Don’t leftists give Evangelical Christians a hard time for believing the same thing re: homosexuality?

You know, it’s sad. The “poetry” is a joke, but her emotions are real. My heart aches for her pain, but it is invalid pain. Unrighteous and foolish. It is pain that comes from believing lies. Lies that have made her afraid of phantoms and boogeymen and lies that have filled her heart with hate. Lies that have put a log in her eye so large that she can’t bear its weight, let alone remove it.
The devil is called the “prince of lies” with good reason.

Another thigh slam poem
I exercise
My sexy thighs
My flexy thighs
Not for your eyes
– My exes thighs
His peaks and sighs
His sexy pies
His squeaks and cries,
These I despise
Not for these my Mexy-thighs
I monetise
My super thighs
Not for your lies
Not for your eyes
My flexy thighs
My sexy thighs
Okay that’s 16 lines vote for me please.

Deep.

Its not that difficult in our society to groom oneself, to exercise, to dress tastefully (in any price range) and to learn basic manners. It also helps if you smile and are cheerful. If you do these things you will be attractive no matter your figure or your face.
Most people will never be supermodels but most people can achieve basic self respect. I think its amazing that these things are not self-evident to these young ladies, but then I was raised by a southern belle who dressed up to go the post office.
I will now report to the re-education camp for horribly old fashioned gender traitors.

Hose? At least it’s not a water cannon.

I’m sure her friends think very thighly of her.

Farnsworth,
Not to change the topic or anything (cuz this one’s so delightful) but that looks like an…extremely interesting way to fly a 747.
Full flaps, angle of attack around 14 degrees (hard to tell), losing weight rapidly from god knows where with respect to the CG, maybe 20 knots over stall speed, altitude a few grand…
Oh boy. Sign me right up.