Luckily, I have found something to rant about today, so we are all happy. Health warning alert appears later.
Some time ago, on one of my other many blogs, I posted a pic of me – link here.
I wrote up the usual vaguely-related story and got some comments from people with blogs who I regularly visit and vice versa.
I received another comment from someone who I didn’t know and who doesn’t appear to have a blog (apols person if you do and it wasn’t obvious).
Now. Health warning (s).
1) If you are feminist, then you don’t need to worry about your health
2) If you are not but you wish to learn, you may wish to read on, but possibly indulge in the odd paracetamol for when your head spins
3) If you think opinionated women are a pain in the arse – fuck right off
So that’s clear.
Onto the story. Or rather, the comment:
I like this photo ! I think it looks great. The smile is radiant. It is a beautiful smile. I think your folks were trying to keep you safe. If you don’t come out too attractive, you won’t suffer problems that beautiful people get. You don’t invite trouble. They probably didn’t want you to get too over yourself.
You have attractive facial proportions, symmetry,and features, bone cut, cheek bones, eyes, nose. You are close to Farrah Fawcett cut. I can see why they would want to tone you down !
Where to start?!!!!
Well stranger, thank you, although what you think about the photo and my appearance is irrelevant to me. DID YOU READ THE TEXT? Actually maybe you did, but you didn’t understand it.
Whether I am/was attractive or not, means absolutamente jack shit nada to me (unless I am applying for a job of course where looks matter more than skills and experience).
I know it happens, but I don’t want to be judged on my appearance. And this post was not asking for suck-arse comments. Nor did I need to be validated. I am definitely not ‘flattered’ when a stranger comments on my appearance.
Next. No, my parents, (ie my folks?) were not trying to keep me safe. They were trying to control me. A father who threatens to hit a married woman of thirty years old is not trying to keep me safe – he is trying to control me, as he was then. Just for one example. Don’t tell me what my parents did.
Next, next. I don’t give a shit how attractive I come out. I look how I look. But I do NOT invite problems because of how I look. The problems come from the ones who commit them. Understand? That’s more or less like saying pretty women wearing short skirts are asking to be raped. Or have I misunderstood? No, stranger who commented, and whose comment was NOT approved, you misunderstood and big time.
Next, next, next. How can I invite trouble by just existing? Whoa!!!!! Don’t even go there.
Next x 4. There wasn’t much danger of me getting over myself (does that mean getting up myself?). Believe me.
Next x 5. I have no idea about the attractive facial proportions, but why a stranger would analyse it so much is beyond me. Back off person.
Next x 6. Everybody had a FF haircut back then. I assume that was what was meant as the face isn’t remotely similar. Selina Scott was the other one I was taken for.
Next x 7. Nobody tones me down.
If anyone is still with me, I will try and explain why I did not publish this comment on my not-a-photoblog, if you haven’t yet got the plot.
Primarily, it has the assumption that women want to be told they are pretty and attractive (by men) and that people (men) need to look after them, protect them, and that they are not independent – and that they are targets (by – men)!! WTF?
Secondly, as the pic blog is about pix and stories I didn’t feel like replying on there.
Thirdly, it was a fucking arsey comment. And this would have been an overly long reply.
Happy to welcome all new readers and commenters. But please make sure you don’t tread on my very sensitive feminist toes. (I have other sensitive toes too but that’s for other posts).