Archive for May, 2008
May 29 2008: Racism In Jest
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What’s the worst evil, denigrating your own race, or another race?
I have a tendency of making fun of the Chinese race. This is done in jest with comments like “slanty-eyed Chinamen” and “yellow-skinned gooks stealing all our jobs”. Essentially, I’m calling myself a slanty-eyed, yellow-skinned gook who steals good Australian jobs. Oh, the self-hatred. Yet, it never fails to get a laugh because it’s simply ironic, and irony is amusing.
If I was to turn around and say the same for another race when with a friend of that particular race (also in jest), would it still get the same laughs as my gook comments? If I say to a black friend entirely in jest: “Fookin’ hell nigger, go back to your ghetto,” with a laugh and a smile on my face, will it still get the same laughs? Or is it no longer laugh-worthy because I’m no longer insulting myself?
On a side note, this reminds me of a Dave Chappelle sketch I saw once. He played a blind man (blind since birth) who was a white supremacist and a member of the Ku Klux Klan. Only thing was, he was black, and would attack anyone who told him so. He was white, dammit! White! Not black! Ah the irony. It made me giggle like a schoolgirl.
May 28 2008: Celebrity Porn: Josh Hartnett
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I had a strange dream last night involving Josh Hartnett and myself as an actress of the “take my clothes off on film” variety. It may or may not have involved us naked in bed, filming a scene for a soft porno. It also may or may not have involved the continuation of this scene in the privacy of our very own rocking “celebrities only” trailers. It also may or may not have involved myself waking up wet…with sweat.
The brain is a strange thing. For one thing, the peak of my crush on Josh Hartnett was way back when I was fourteen years old and Pearl Harbour had just come out. For another thing, he isn’t exactly A-list or always in the tabloids, so it’s not as though I have reason for him to be in my mind. For another, he kind of looks like a hobo.
Who knows, maybe my subconscious is trying to tell me to find myself a random hobo and shoot a porn movie? That’s where my future career path lies!
May 27 2008: Ugliness Is Only Psychological
Filed under Body & Men with 17 Comments
I just received a hit from Google (leading to my post on self-confidence), with the search term “all men say im ugly will i ever boyfriend”.
It makes me sad that someone could be that insecure and unhappy, to have to try and Google an answer to something like that. Attractiveness to the opposite sex I think, isn’t necessarily measured by one’s physical appearance (hello, walking and talking and blogging example right here). It can help of course, I certainly don’t deny that. However, to assume that you would never find a partner because you might not fit into the traditional notion of beauty, is sheer insanity.
As cheesy as it sounds, it really is about personality. It’s about having the confidence to put yourself out there, to meet and engage with people. To let yourself go and just have fun, without worrying about whether other people think you to be ugly, or fat, or unattractive with bad teeth. Anyone who’s always smiling, laughing, and happy can never be ugly.
So, anonymous visitor, take heart. Learn to love yourself, or at the very least, to accept yourself for who you are. See your good points, and affirm them daily. Only by loving yourself, can you begin to allow others to love you.