When do we start
sexualizing girls' bodies? When do we
start breaking their will? When do we start teaching them what femininity is
all about?
This indoctrination,
soaking girls head to toe into a gender role, starts at very early age, I am
afraid.
I watched
"Toddlers and Tiarras" TV show the other day - it follows little
girls' beauty pagents. Even though I am aware of the fact that the world of
children beauty competitions is a kind
of an unique subculture, it shows, like they're displayed under a microscope, the
"normal", ordinary worlds' demands to a girl.
Stripping the reality
to the level of symbols, even stereotypes, sometimes helps us see more clearly,
helps us pinpoint the spots where the roots of certain problems are.
In this case, we have
a glorification of beauty; and a special kind
of beauty, taken to the extreme, that it almost seems like a grotesque.
The first thing one notices watching the show, is that a certain kind of
appearance, certain kind od presentation is wanted. It is not a cuteness of a
child; nor a beauty of an adult, mature woman. It is an ambiguous, ambivalent
combination of - sweetness of an enlarged baby-doll, with a hint of a
"lil' lady" - and sexy appearance; it is loveliness combined with
traditional ladylike chastity and morality, and sex drive. Desired look is that
of a porcelain doll; poor girls have to wear wigs or curly hair extensions. Of
course they have lots of make up - big eyes, pink lips, peachy cheeks.
Sometimes, due to the fact they are little girls who still have milk teeth,
they are forced to wear special prosthetic add-ons so that their teeth look
bigger. They are shiny, everything is glamurous and covered with glitter -
their skin, their hair, clothes. A typical outfit looks like an overdecorated circus artists' uniform combined
with an evening dress. Gymnast and Cinderella.
In most cases, the girls would appear in front of the jury three times:
wearing one of those evening dresses, then - performing a certain, well
prepared and learnt artistic programme (kind of a talent show); in the end the
girls would walk the catwalk wearing bathing suits. So we have three faces: a
lady, a girl with talent, a sex doll.
Girls are giving the audience gracious fake waves with their arms, paper
smiles, sending forged kisses, they're adjusting their fake curls, dancing
their learnt-by-heart dances, showing their tanned skin. Everything is so
obviously fake; the more obvious, the more fake - the better. These are not
real children and real situations but merely dreams of drooling pedophiles,
realistic fantasies of china doll loving perverts.
But guess what? It is not so rare and these are not one-in-thousand
mentally disturbed freaks. Common people, ordinary people, also love their
women (looking) as young as possible, as perfect as possible, sexually
attractive, but also decent, modest; but also shiny, glittering, rich and well
dressed.
Everyday men too want their perfect dolls to show off with, to pride
themselves with. Our neighbouring fellas too want their perfect wives, perfect
ladies, perfect whores.
Compete, girls! Fight for the love of the jury; because tomorrow, you will
fight for the right to get laid.
Compete! Learn form the early age that your beauty, your ability to
seduce is the most important thing you have! Show them what you're made off!
Show them how much you can take just to be pretty: how much pain, torture,
meaningless practices, pointless procedures you can handle, how much expensive
shit are you willing to buy and put on yourselves.
Play your role. Learn what the femininity is all about: it is about
being as attractive, as likeable as possible. It's about your looks. It's about
others, about men, judging you, marking you - and taking advantage of you.
It's never about what you want and what you'd enjoy doing. It'll never
be. So you'd better learn it as soon as you grow out of diapers.
You're a girl, keep sweet. Smile, be friendly, be sexy, be decent,
please everyone; it doesn't matter if you don't feel like it! Then be fake! We
love fake.
That's exactly how we want our women.
Sweet. Plastic. Silent. Obedient.
foto taken from:
http://funguerilla.com/child-beauty-pageants-stolen-childhood/
