Just because you make delicate French pastries doesn’t make you, dare I say the taboo and highly derogatory term, gay? Can we only settle for butch “manly” cookies with chucks?
Are we only to settle for mind numbing, highly offensive novelty gangster rap?
Readily brushing aside intimate, introspective films and deeming them as inappropriate on the grounds that’s it’s effeminate to feel and empathize?
Recently Alex asked why on earth would I pay good money and go watch a sappy movie such as “No Reservations”. I threw the question back at him and asked why not? Is it because one might feel emasculated by the show? But of course a real man who is comfortable with his sexuality wouldn’t be unduly perturbed by a trivial movie. Since when did watching fantasy films of exotic girls with asses that wouldn’t quit become a measure of “macho-ness”? How is watching wrestling a litmus test of being heterosexual? Do we really need to watch sweaty men pitting sheer brute strength against one another with their writhing bodies theatrically thrown about to jolt the testosterones? If a film is all it takes to threaten one’s sexuality then I think we have a serious problem. We have to stop living the lie people. It’s quite laughable now that I’m penning it down on paper. It sounds absurd and exaggerated but that is exactly how people are reacting. It is the typical mould of how boys should and must be behave. A true man sheds blood, never tears. Yar if you like live in the Middle Ages where a careless brush against the hand of a woman is enough to make her pregnant.
What’s with the constant swearing and maniacal fervour of objectifying women? Alex asked if I could introduce him to the girls I know. I replied that they would probably be so soured by the experience that they would definitely become lesbians if they manage to survive the traumatizing ordeal of going on a date with him. Of course I didn’t mean it in an offensive way. All was done in good humour. You have to be in that moment to fully appreciate the spontaneity and genius-ness of the retort.
Of course there’re always two side to any situation and I’m sure I need not elaborate on what is considered as too sensitive although I must say the unwritten law of acceptable male social conduct needs to be updated pronto. People can be so shallow and narrow-minded at times.
Anyways i can't wait to watch "No Reservations". Joey says that Catherine Zeta-Jones baths her hair in cavier to keep it all black and glossy but it's like 700 plus per treatment. And she uses truffle oil too. Sounds like she's cooking her hair. Maybe she's taking her role too seriously. Haha. Rich people do find the strangest way to splurge. Sneaks on 21st July but i have to wait till 6 September before it shows here. Irritating. Grr...
I think i taste my shampoo
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