Ah, nerts

I fell asleep somwhere around 8:30, and didn't wake up just before ten. The television was on, and apparently tuned into The Swan, someone's latest idea of a sick joke [aka reality tv shit]. Women gets tons o' plastic surgery, and then compete in a "beauty pageant" [to see who's the most plastic, I suppose] to see who's the true swan. Gee, lovely! Nothing like Barbie-izing yourself and then doing something that's incredibly stupid and damaging to your self esteem. "Hey! Look, now I'm beautiful and clone-ish, except I didn't win this damned pageant, so I must still be really fucking ugly!". Bleh. I only caught the last ten minutes, where a woman who had gotten sliced and diced and wasn't chosen to be the pageant was reintroduced to her family and boyfriend. They kept showing clips of her talking, and jeez, her face was expressionless. And then she started crying, and her face contorted into shapes not known to humankind. Seriously, she could barely smile because her skin was pulled so tight. And then her boyfriend came in, and he kept telling her how beautiful she looked...what the hell did he think before? "You were a Volkswagon, but now you're a BMW!". Fuck! I really hate shit like this. And she kept saying about how it wasn't just a "makeover" for the outside, she was changed on the inside, too. Honey, plastic surgery isn't the answer. It's just so sad that women feel like they have to mutate and mold themselves in order to live up to society's standards of what a woman "should" be.

As one of the t-shirts on the One Angry Girl website says, "Fuck your fascist beauty standards".