I can’t really trust myself to be comprehensible at this hour, but it’s a risk I must take. There’s a few thoughts I want to get down before they are overwhelmed by the many others. Actually, I guess I need to clear these out of my head so all the other important thoughts can take their turn.
Now that I’ve got you hook, line and sinker I’d like to start off with my strong dislike for books with titles ending with “… for dummies” or “…for idoits” or “…the simpleton in your life.” I am not debating the quality of the content of said books. I am not suggesting these have become popular by pure accident (or because MTV made it cool). No, I just don’t like the name. I find it offensive to have to call myself a unintelligent moron just to get a clearer understanding of a particular subject. I recieved one of these books for Christmas, and I’ve gone through it a few times. The people who write these must be quite keen in order to make such difficult information so accessible. So I just take offense at the name. As a side note, I’ve made jokes before about titles such as “Hacking for Dummies” and “Sex for Dummies” and they have (if I remember correctly) both been published. wow.
So what I’m getting around to is this: the only time I’d jump at any titles from this publishing line is if there was, say: “Inexhaustible Grace for Dummies” or “100% Pure Love for Dummies” or “The Trinity for Dummies.” That’s all I got on that. I guess I’d be ok with those title because I am truly a dummy on those topics. And always will be. I mean, I may gain some basic insights, but these are topics my little head can’t wrap itself around. So I’m cool with the ‘dummy’ label.
Now, on to something totally different: Women- Get Over Yourselves Part II.
Didn’t really get any hate mail about the first installment, so I must either be doing really ok or really bad. One thing women (once again focusing on those near my age group) need to get over is their bodies. Granted, there’s a lot of media showing women how they should look. But that same pressure has been there for men and is growing with the rise of metrosexuality . Guys just look silly naked. All hairy and their sensitive plumbing bits pendulating in the wind. I have a pretty good laugh at myself whenever I get out of the shower. Sometimes I do this dance where I use my body as drum and start jamming out nude. It’s hilarious and nobody gets to appreciate it but me. But that’s just me.
The great thing about that is I can look at myself, see there’s room for improvement, but look with full confidence. I’m totally cool with what I am and how I look stark, blinding white naked. This is not the case in many o’ females lives. And I feel this state of acceptance of the present while acknowledging necessity of progressive positive change is important in all human existence. So, ladies, start using your body as a drum machine in the shower. Flex in the mirror and then laugh at yourself for doing so. Draw on yourself with marker or henna or something. Might even include some friends. Just laugh at yourself and maintain a healthy self-image. It’s a good thing.