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Germaine Greer has once again courted the unnecessary by criticising Michelle Obama and her daughters- Malia and Sasha's attire during one of history’s most memorable moments.
Yes, Germaine Greer has always been known for shooting her mouth off about things so I really shouldn’t be surprised. And I generally enjoy reading her work because even though I don’t always agree with her, she gets me riled up and thinking which is predominantly why I don’t mind writers like her.
However, I remembered reading something she had said a while ago which made this latest harangue of hers quite amusing.
Greer essentially was once heard saying that as long as women remain a slave to current trends, the chains of male dominance would forever bind us. Here is a bit of that piece:
“…Germaine was explaining that there could be no liberation for women, no matter how highly educated, as long as we were required to cram our breasts into bras constructed like mini-Vesuviuses, two stitched white cantilevered cones which bore no resemblance to the female anatomy. The willingly suffered discomfort of the Sixties bra, she opined vigorously, was a hideous symbol of male oppression…” - Professor Lisa Jardine,
Source: Wikipedia
A tad hypocritical perhaps? So, we’re a slave to male oppression if we succumb to fashion, yet if we choose to wear what we like and are comfortable in, we’re then subjected to harsh judgment.
What makes this even more laughable is this spot of ridicule comes from a very vocal, self-proclaimed feminist.
We're damned if we do and we're damned if we don't. Ms Greer seems to have thrown feminism critics quite a delicious hypocritical bone to chew.
And let's not forget these pearlers from the article in The Age- Germaine Greer on describing Michelle Obama and her two daughters’ attire:
On Malia and Shasha- "Any colour is better than pink, but these robust choices hardly strike one as girly."
On Michelle Obama- “All black with an eye-burning red panel that splattered itself down the front like a geometrical haemorrhage."
So please put aside that Michelle Obama would be the first Africa-American First Lady to grace the halls of the White House. Forget the fact that Barack Obama and his family have inspired millions. Forget how she is a strong woman, not afraid to speak her mind. Forget how she stands by her husband's side so proudly, yet somehow manages not to be as overshadowed as a few of her predecessors. Forget she is educated, intelligent and could prove to be a good role model for women.
No, no. Everyone- instead please look at what she is wearing. Like whatever, that is so like, not hot and not on.
Chief Wiggum from The Simpsons once said-“Awww, nothing gets chocolate out.”
Well, this afternoon had me testing if that theory was true.
But I’ve skipped ahead of myself. Let’s start from the beginning.
Aussie flies are as unique as they are irritatingly persistent. I’ve lived in many humid countries and experienced the Fly culture with about as much enthusiasm as getting your first tooth extraction at the dentist.
But the flies that reside in Australia are your real-deal, top-notch little buggers who FEAR NOTHING. They are like the Gladiator’s Supreme in all of Flydom.
You swat them away and this only incites the little shits to fly right back at you. You try to smack them and this only fills them with a sadistic desire to buzz into your mouth, ears and in between your sunglasses and your eyes.
I can’t stress how much this makes me want to vomit and makes my skin crawl more than a centipede on speed.
Apart from turning me into an ultimate example of one with severe Tourettes syndrome, this afternoon threw me into an unfortunate collision with my other half- chocolate.
So there I was on Colin street, one hand in a powerful battle with a very determined gust of wind that was trying to lift my skirt to expose me to the heavens and the other hand trying to balance my extra large, with extra cream, iced chocolate.
Suddenly out of nowhere, with NO provocation whatsoever on my part, came this little shit-kicker that continuously buzzed madly at me.
When loud profanity failed to make a difference (as it always has done, but it still gives me immense satisfaction to utter those delicious curses when I'm that pissed off), I very unwisely resorted to trying to swot him right into fly-oblivion.
This of course also failed miserably and I ended up with chocolate all over my very, very, very white top.
And then, he flew away forever. Little f**ker.
And Yes, Chief Wiggum- you are bloody right. NOTHING gets chocolate out.
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Is it that wrong to…
• Wish you were only very, very slightly disabled so you can get better parking spots and bigger toilets…
• Wonder what level of satisfaction could actually be achieved by “accidentally” running over that pedestrian who purposefully walks across a zebra crossing like an arthritic geriatric just to slow you down…
• Actually want to swim in a huge tub of dark chocolate…
• Send back your restaurant food without the fear of having it returned with added ‘nutrients’, courtesy of the acne faced lad with flaming RED CURLY hair…
• Hear your flat mate coming up the stairs, knowing she has been at the gym, but running into the shower so you take the last of the hot water even though you’ve done jack-crap all day and don’t really need one…
• Keep borrowed items and allowing people to think they had lost them…
• Hysterically laugh at people who spectacularly STACK it in front of you…
• Keeping letting stinkers go during really sad or intense moments while in the cinema...
And the list could go on and on...
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GlenB- I did agree with what she said about Steve Irwin too. I felt sometimes, for the sake of television, he did some pretty idiot things. But he was a true entertainer at the same time.
But Greer is lucky to be paid for ranting- what a dream job!