This isn’t something I’m going to make too emphatic of a case about because with me being a guy it’s not REALLY any of my business, but I thought a word or two on the issue might be appropriate toward providing a sociological perspective on our current time and also alleviating what I see as some unnecessary psychological strain and tension.
So as many of you know along with the “Me Too” movement, which I guess was like making the outrageous claim that you shouldn’t rape people, or something along those lines, there’s also been a “Body Positive” movement, which, I guess you could call a feminist movement although it’s presumably meant to apply to all women regardless of political stance. And we’ve seen naked fat people. And we’ve seen endless Facebook posts which seem to be like setting up a straw man that condemned women for their bodies, when probably 999 times out of 1,000 men want attractive women to be wearing less clothing than they are.
I mean, I just feel like women indiscriminately liking their own bodies in this day and age and acting like they can do no naked wrong might be more trouble than it’s worth. I’ve made the point, I know, numerous times, on at least my music Dolby Disaster, that, basically, since the sociological demolition of abstract expressionism, the female body basically IS the sum total of “visual art” in our society, from MTV and Madonna in the coned bra, to the Sports Illustrated swimsuit issue, etc. And I don’t think this is really anyone’s fault in particular — if anything, men are probably more to blame than women for this being the case.
But I think this “body positive” movement confuses freedom with just the fear that we’re human. Being human, it’s actually likelier than you might think that people manifest instincts to cover their bodies, so that they can assimilate to society and not be a distraction. It could actually be an intrinsic motive that women wield psychologically. Billie Eilish, for one, made the hilarious comment that she always covers her “big a** boobs,” adding that “I was born with boobs, bro.” Certainly, I think, we can all agree that she’s got a pretty heady view of the world, in terms of art and fashion, and where she fits into it. I had this other women who was a boss of mine at this restaurant who was highly attractive but would always wear loose clothing, hence, I think, maintaining a successful professional relationship with her employees. She was an individual who was busty and I’ve heard other girls say “they have a love/hate relationship with their boobs” (Facebook can be incredibly informative sometimes), but it might be as simple as knowing when to flaunt and when to conceal. If feminism is truly to work toward equality and “blur the gender lines,” as it’s advertised, then maybe an impetus to hide one’s female bodily distinctions could just be part of the natural progression of our basic motives as a society.