Marilyn Monroe in Her Own Words.

“I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best.” -  Marilyn Monroe.

Poor Jill Scott and her Hacked Nude "Selfies".

I am still wondering about the hues and cries attracted by the hacked nude “selfies” of Jennifer Lawrence, Jill Scott and other female celebrities who are obviously “suffering” from overt narcissism. Worse than vanity, narcissism occurs when a person (usually a woman) places too much attention or admiration on their sense of beauty and general appearance.

Why, in the world, would those women (the so-called victims of hackers) go to the vain extent of taking nude “selfies”? Other than some silly hackers, anyone else could have stolen their phones and made a worse mess of those women than the hackers have done.



And now, there were those in the black community who felt Jill Scott did not get much “help” from the feminists fighting the hackers’ “injustice” against Jennifer Lawrence and some other white celebrities. These defenders of Jill Scott’s “moral virtues” were of the opinion that the “white feminists” were racists by not extending their “assistance” to Jill Scott because of her skin color. What arrant nonsense!

In the first place, what were Jill Scott’s objectives for taking nude "selfies"? Was mere looking in the mirror not enough for her? As for those blaming the so-called "white feminists", I guess they need to see the reactions on the internet. Most of the negative reactions to Jill Scot's nude "selfies" came from blacks (men and women).

Some black women actually wondered what Jill Scott thought she was doing by "flaunting" a shapeless body. And some black men "advised" her to go participate in the reality TV show called "The losers". Whether it was Jennifer Lawrence, Jill Scott or some egoistical female celebrity taking some childish nude "selfies", the act is nothing but the worst, gross level of vanity. It’s called narcissism!

 

Manscaping, my Foot!

Sometimes ago, I was having my car oil changed at a workshop when a guy sauntered into the waiting room. One thing about him that instantly caught my attention was the whoosh of smell that followed his movement. He was drenched in perfume…and I thought perfume was for women while men used cologne. The second thing about the guy was that he appeared to have just had some make-ups done.  

Shortly afterward, the guy stood up to walk out of the room. As he did so, I could not resist the impulse to stare at him. And as I did this, a woman that sat close by me smiled and shook her head.

“That’s some ‘manscaping’…isn’t it?” she asked me.

“Manscaping?” I asked. “What’s that?”

The woman explained that “manscaping” was used to describe the process where a man would undergo manicure, pedicure, hair styling, facials and a whole lot of stuff that a woman would do. But in conclusion, the woman remarked that the guy overdid it.

Overdid it? That was the biggest understatement of the year! That guy looked more feminine than masculine.

When a man starts applying make-ups and doing all kinds of feminine stuff, what does he expect his wife or woman to do?

Manscaping, my foot!

The Odd Fellows

According to recent ABC News, a Colorado (United States) man was admitted to the hospital for a kidney stone but got more surprising news about his condition than he bargained for. Test results showed that he was a combination of a man and a woman.

Steve Crecelius said he had always felt different about himself since he was a kid even though he currently has a wife and 6 children. Now, his wife of 25 years has not only accepted his double-gender situation but also has taken him to buy his first bra. His condition is described as intersex or hermaphroditism, a term used to describe individuals with male genitals along with female fallopian tubes and ovaries.

At least Steve Crecelius's situation is natural, not man-made. This is not the case with some men who unwittingly create confusions as to which gender they belong.

A few years ago, I was in a grocery store where I got stuck on a long check-out line because the "woman" in front of me kept yapping on a cell phone in one spot instead of moving forward as the line progressed. As there was a long line of customers behind me and I could not bear it any more I moved closer to "her" to say; "Excuse me ma'am, can you please move forward?"

In an instant reaction, "he" turned around angrily to confront me, "Did you just address me as ma'am?"

Even though I was surprised to hear this feminine-looking person proclaim "himself" a man, I apologized.

He did comply with my request to move forward but he was still fuming.

"Darn...do I look like a woman to you?"

I wish I could say yes but that would have aggravated the situation. Some minutes afterwards, as I finished making my payment and went outside toward my car, the woman who was right behind me in the store walked toward me.

"You know what?" she stated in disgust. "I could have sworn that guy was a woman..."

I shrugged my shoulders nonchalantly although I was happy to find an ally. And all the way home, my mind flashed back to the man's physical features as he stood in front of me at the store. From his back-view, the image he projected and which I saw was that of a woman with flamboyantly-braided hair, dangling ear-rings and a rotund body. His voice was high-pitched while he wore a pair of jeans and a unisex top that looked like a female blouse to me. It was a classic case of a man who was all feminine by choice, not by Mother nature. Yet, he was upset when addressed with the word "ma,am".

Why can't some guys just make up their minds on what gender they want to project to other people. Do they want to be seen as men or women? I was not really surprised to learn later that out there, in the inner cities, are some guys whose bedrooms contain make-up (cosmetics) boxes and female hair accessories. I also gathered that such men would spend hours standing before mirrors when preparing to go out. Worse, when going to bed at night or whenever, they take time wrapping some cloths around their heads, just like women. Yet, they are supposed to be men! Some odd fellows!