All Implants!
All May!
110% Fun
All May!
110% Fun
This is what I read on a strip club billboard as I was driving. After a double-take, I looked again and saw that it was correct and I could do nothing but be mortified and amused. The strip club was promising their clientele that they'd be guaranteed to not see a single natural breast for an entire month. The mind reels.
Alright, so men like breasts. Nay, men love breasts. I get that. But what kind of a society do we live in, in which people who mangle their bodies beyond their natural means, are sought out? It would be easy to blame the mainstream media. I think it goes deeper. These symptoms I fear spring from what I call "Wrestling Syndrome." Basically, it is a byproduct of a society in which imagination has been greatly suppressed.
Little boys are highly imaginative. Without television, a group of kids can play for hours with sticks and cardboard boxes. At a certain age, a little boy may be taken aside by an authority figure or a more mature friend, and be told that they now have to accept certain "realities". They are told that they must one day grow up and that once they shed their capacity to imagine, this will occur. But they like their imagination. It's always been a great ally. So they compromise. They maintain their sense of make-belief, but shift it to somewhat accepted but ultimately shallow activities. The worst of these compromises is televised wrestling. Yes, we all know that it is not real and that the stories between the wrestlers are very rudimentary, but we are given room to flex our now maligned sense of being able to use our imagination. We purposefully move into a realm of hyper reality in which everything is bigger and more dramatic than it ought to be.
So where do the breasts come in? Usually, mammary glands are the first bit of anatomy that a young man will truly desire. This may be a hangover from our motherly upbringing. And it just so happens that around this early curve of puberty, most young men will be exposed to the sexual version of wrestling, which is hard core pornography. Now, as mentioned in the previous sentence, most porn has and will be the equivalent of wrestling. Two or more willing sparring partners who act more like athletes than lovers show off their strange and unnatural physiques, doing tricks and acrobatics than no person in their sane mind would do. As usual, these acts and two dimensional characters appeal to our imaginations. There's nothing real about it. We know this, but somehow, some of us prefer it.
So, what to think? A certain amount of body mutilation via breast augmentation comes from a man's fear of women, and a woman's fear of not being accepted by men. Men fear women because in many ways they are superior to the testosterone-riddled sex. We know this and it scares us. Due to (somewhat) equal rights in North America, a woman's power is gaining authority. Dealing with this reality is harsh but appropriate, so some men would rather deal with the athletes, the unnatural actors and wrestlers. And for women, equal rights is a double edged sword, you no longer have good-looks to rely on. Hard work, inner-strength and intelligence are valued more than ever before in this part of the world. In a woman, this is a formula that will always keep you ahead of the rest.
Keep your breasts as they are. They're awesome. If they happen to be small, leave them alone. If they're big, hopefully they got that way naturally; junk food or genes.
Alright, so men like breasts. Nay, men love breasts. I get that. But what kind of a society do we live in, in which people who mangle their bodies beyond their natural means, are sought out? It would be easy to blame the mainstream media. I think it goes deeper. These symptoms I fear spring from what I call "Wrestling Syndrome." Basically, it is a byproduct of a society in which imagination has been greatly suppressed.
Little boys are highly imaginative. Without television, a group of kids can play for hours with sticks and cardboard boxes. At a certain age, a little boy may be taken aside by an authority figure or a more mature friend, and be told that they now have to accept certain "realities". They are told that they must one day grow up and that once they shed their capacity to imagine, this will occur. But they like their imagination. It's always been a great ally. So they compromise. They maintain their sense of make-belief, but shift it to somewhat accepted but ultimately shallow activities. The worst of these compromises is televised wrestling. Yes, we all know that it is not real and that the stories between the wrestlers are very rudimentary, but we are given room to flex our now maligned sense of being able to use our imagination. We purposefully move into a realm of hyper reality in which everything is bigger and more dramatic than it ought to be.
So where do the breasts come in? Usually, mammary glands are the first bit of anatomy that a young man will truly desire. This may be a hangover from our motherly upbringing. And it just so happens that around this early curve of puberty, most young men will be exposed to the sexual version of wrestling, which is hard core pornography. Now, as mentioned in the previous sentence, most porn has and will be the equivalent of wrestling. Two or more willing sparring partners who act more like athletes than lovers show off their strange and unnatural physiques, doing tricks and acrobatics than no person in their sane mind would do. As usual, these acts and two dimensional characters appeal to our imaginations. There's nothing real about it. We know this, but somehow, some of us prefer it.
So, what to think? A certain amount of body mutilation via breast augmentation comes from a man's fear of women, and a woman's fear of not being accepted by men. Men fear women because in many ways they are superior to the testosterone-riddled sex. We know this and it scares us. Due to (somewhat) equal rights in North America, a woman's power is gaining authority. Dealing with this reality is harsh but appropriate, so some men would rather deal with the athletes, the unnatural actors and wrestlers. And for women, equal rights is a double edged sword, you no longer have good-looks to rely on. Hard work, inner-strength and intelligence are valued more than ever before in this part of the world. In a woman, this is a formula that will always keep you ahead of the rest.
Keep your breasts as they are. They're awesome. If they happen to be small, leave them alone. If they're big, hopefully they got that way naturally; junk food or genes.
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