Wildly Inappropriate

Once, I met an employee who worked in another department, and learned she had just had a baby. I congratulated her, as one does. I barely knew her, and doubted I’d have the opportunity to know her better. We traveled in very different circles. This was a random encounter, and I sort of figured that was that.

Later that day, I received an e-mail from her entitled “baby pictures”. I thought that was sweet, that she wanted to show me her baby. So I clicked on the e-mail.

And I let out this shriek that I’m sure made all my coworkers jump out of their skins.

Because what she sent me was pictures of her in the process of giving birth. And by that I mean close ups of all her most hairy private places, with a gooey, bloody baby’s head trying to burst therefrom. It was like a scene from Alien. That image is imprinted on my brain, despite all efforts on my part to exorcise it. Why? Just… why?

Believe me when I tell you that this is a vision that I would never voluntarily see. At the very least it should have come with a warning label. I am not interested in gazing at the nexus of any mammal, clothed or unclothed if I’m honest, and certainly not when it’s in the midst of doing… that. And most especially when it’s someone I’ve only just met.

I mean, seriously, who sends pictures like that? Who takes pictures like that? “Yes, dear, that’s your mother, in the most pain she’s ever been in in her entire life, and look! There’s your mushy little head!”

Every once in a while, someone will do something that’s so wildly inappropriate that I’m rendered speechless. Do they just not care at all about societal norms, or do they enjoy the shock value? Are they completely detached from reality, or are they testing the waters to see what they can get away with? Who knows.

And no, I can’t remember what I said to that woman. I can’t even remember what most of her looks like. Sorry. I just had to vent.

Shocked.

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Puzzling

I kill quite a bit of time playing Magic Jigsaw Puzzles on my laptop. It keeps me out of trouble. And it allows me to stop mind grinding on things. Sometimes it just feels good to allow yourself to go on automatic pilot, you know?

The app provides you with a free puzzle of the day, and you never know what it’s going to be. To add to the excitement, they do not allow you to preview the image. It’s like completing a real life puzzle without having the benefit of the picture on the box.

Most of the time that’s not a problem. I can figure out what I’m assembling, more or less, rather quickly. Obviously that’s the sky. And there’s water. Or a building. Or the fur of some animal or other. The more I’ve completed, the easier it becomes. I wish all of life were like that.

But sometimes they’ll choose an image that is so abstract that I don’t know what I’m creating until the very last minute. Those days drive me crazy. I like to plan ahead. I like to see where I’m going. I prefer to apply a certain amount of logic to my actions. How else do you figure out what to do next?

I don’t know why those particular puzzles push me so far out of my comfort zone, because they’re actually a metaphor for life. The idea that we can anticipate what’s coming is pure illusion. Most of us like to stick to our routines, but those routines can be shattered in an instant. We think there’s a plan, made by us or by some spiritual entity, but really it’s all pretty freakin’ random.

I don’t like thinking about this very often, but life is truly a puzzle without the box.

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The Word Art of Michael Volpicelli

I always get very excited when I come across a prolific artist that I didn’t even know existed up to that point. Suddenly, I’m introduced to a veritable smorgasbord of creativity, whether it be music or textiles or art or books. My world instantly becomes richer and more varied.

Such was the case the other day when I was Googling images of Malala Yousafzai, my personal hero. I came upon this incredible drawing, and upon closer inspection, discovered that the drawing consisted of words.

Malala Yousafzai
Malala Yousafzai by Michael Volpicelli

As a writer, the idea of creating images with words appeals to me greatly. I had to know more. I soon discovered that the artist’s name is Michael Volpicelli. This talented young man is a war veteran who obviously puts a great deal of thought into the peaceful images he creates.

Rather than blather on about this artist, I think I’ll allow his words to speak for themselves.

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Aung San Suu Kyi by Michael Volpicelli
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Good Dog by Michael Volpicelli
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Thich Nhat Hanh by Michael Volpicelli

Clicking my 6 Inch Heels

I love my WordPress statistics page. It tells me what countries have visited my blog and how often, it gives me hints as to how readers have found me, and it even tells me when people click on my attached photos to enlarge and/or copy them. Not to worry though, it doesn’t break this information down to specific individuals. Big Brother may be watching you, but he’s not watching that closely.

I have noticed a disturbing little fact that I wish I did not know about. By far, the most clicked upon photograph of all the photos attached to all my 474 blog entries to date is this one:

 high heels fallon 6 inch black patent stilletto

I used this photo in a blog entry called The Destruction of Women to illustrate the many torturous things we do to women’s bodies. Unfortunately I suspect that the vast majority of people that are being drawn to this blog entry are being drawn to it by this photo. They find it in Google Images, and then come in for an enlarged copy. It gets clicked on daily. So the very people who need to read this blog entry the most are most likely not reading it, but in fact using it to feed their warped fantasies.

Do you ever feel like you’re desperately shouting down a deep and empty well?

The next most viewed photo is from that same blog entry:

 breast-augmentation

Sigh.

And here’s the distant third, from my blog entry entitled The Business of Sexualization, in which I was trying to make the point that it is harder for women to be taken seriously in the workplace when there are photos out there making these jobs less about competence and more about sex.

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To make matters worse, here are some recent search terms people have used to find my blog, although in some cases I have no idea why these terms would bring them to me:

  • Anorexic women with breast implants
  • Breast augmentation
  • D breast implants
  • Naked women in mud
  • 6 inch pumps
  • Women wearing 6 inch heels
  • Breast implant beautiful
  • Prostitution Buenos aires how much
  • Wearing black high heels
  • Washing machine masturbation
  • Black women wearing high heels
  • Take your knickers down
  • Naked farmers blog

Also, thank heavens WordPress has a good spam filter, because not a day goes by when I don’t have a spam comment on a random blog entry that is trying to redirect people to their porn site.

This makes me want to pour a gallon of hot bleach over my head. Honestly, I wonder sometimes if people are here just for the pictures. It’s disheartening.

Sneaky Memes

/meem/ n. [coined by analogy with `gene’, by Richard Dawkins] An idea considered as a replicator, esp. with the connotation that memes parasitize people into propagating them much as viruses do.

http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/meme

I’d never even heard the term meme until I got a Facebook account, but they certainly are like parasites. More and more I’ve seen people post “quotes” on Facebook that are 180 degrees out from what you’d expect a particular famous person to say, at least in public, and yet people believe these quotes because they were pasted over that person’s photograph. You’re looking right at them. You’re reading the words, so they must have said them, right? Especially if you see quotation marks in there. But speaking from experience, if you do a little bit of checking, in most cases if it doesn’t seem true, it isn’t.

 gandhi fake quote

(This will probably go viral. I’m going to hell.)

Another sneaky way to use these memes to get your point across is by using a cute photo to get people’s attention. Which of these would make you vote for Hitler? Well, hopefully neither one, but hey, that puppy is awfully cute!

cute puppy Adolfnazi destruction meme

(Puppy photo credit: http://www.fanpop.com)

And you can also twist things around to scare people away from a certain belief.

 Death meme

(Photo credit: http://www.bubblews.com)

What it boils down to, basically, is that people will believe what they want to believe, or at the very least, what they refuse to take the time to question. In this age of ever increasing paranoia, we will have to learn to be more skeptical, and, for the love of GOD, more RESPONSIBLE about what we put out there for the world to see.