~♫~ Nancy Lorenz ~♫~

Good girl.

It's the insidious stuff that does the real damage.

ETA: Have you had any post?

Edited Date: 2009-06-08 10:00 pm (UTC)

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Seriously, people don't get it. If you make a fuss, they're like, "I don't understand why you're freaking out. It's just a tin of cocoa."

Sure, it's just a tin of cocoa. It's just an ad on TV. It's just that billboard you get in your face every day on the train. It's just that snide comment from some dude at work. It's just this, it's just that and it all fucking adds up.

People are clueless. Thankfully this shit works the other way, and if enough of us get angry, some change will happen. So let's never stop being angry!

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There's a commercial on here right now for AXA, I think. It makes me rage everytime. The tagline: "We know you don't want to beat the system." FUCK YOU! I want to beat the fucking system that has ads like that which nobody questions.

As Hicks once said: "If you're in marketing, kill yourself."

What I actually find more disturbing are the ads that proclaim to be 'with it' or whatever and are actually just pouring the same old crap at us. The 'Have a Happy Period' ad makes me think of this particularly.

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nephron.livejournal.com

Yeah, if were just on the tin of cocoa without the ad on TV or the billboard it wouldn't be a problem. Realistically it would be nice to see what you're consuming at a glance- but although men have higher rates of obesity it's women who are expected to watch their weight.

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Hmm... Was it big enough that it needed to be shipped by someone? Cause we had a note from someone saying that we'd missed them at the door. But I figure it might just be them screwing up my digital pen order.

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That might be it. I was told five days and that was last week.

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Strange. My brother went to the post office and they said that there wasn't anything there. I might get him to check the main post office in town today.

I would guess that it's probably just taking longer. Things always take longer to get here than expected. They say five days but it always ends up being seven to eight. Especially since we don't have post on the weekends! That adds two days every time!

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Okeydokes. Well, when it arrives, I hope you like it.

I shall say no more.

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wiccarowan.livejournal.com

But you're FEMALE and therefore you MUST be wholly consumed with keeping yourself unnaturally slim (yet maintaining enormous knockers). Oh, and also making sure you always wear makeup, but not so much that you look slutty. And dressing like a nice girl who's secretly a nympho. And pretending you don't actually have a brain. And catching up on the latest fashion trends and which celeb is seeing who.

Cos, y'know, otherwise HOW WILL YOU GET A MAN???????

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When I find a man worth all that trouble, I'll get back to the status quo.

Fuck, I gotta put that in a song.

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The ones worth all that trouble tend not to demand or even want the tired old cliches. It's one of the reasons that they're worth the bother.

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As 28 and a half stone of fat American man (I'm pretty sure I'm a man. I mean,I haven't seen it in years, but I'm sure I remember there being a penis down there under that mass...) I'm here to tell you that societal pressure to be thin is not a female-only experience.

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Oh, I know. Men are increasingly under pressure to be thin. The difference though, is that a man's rights are not as infringed as a woman's when they are fat. They still suffer some fat discrimination (and such a thing does exist and is horribly prevalent and cruel) but there is something somewhat sinister and dehumanising about the focus on a woman's weight. If she is less than perfect then she is a failure as a human being. She is inhuman! She does not exist.

This isn't meant to negate the difficulties fat men face. They're real and they hurt. But I'm just saying that fat discrimination and misogyny come together in a horrible soup con of hate that hobbles women and makes them ashamed of themselves every day.

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I certainly don't want to get into an "I have it worse" fight with you -- especially when I'd much rather just enjoy all your gorgeous curves from every possible angle, with at least three senses -- but I'm hard-pressed to think of a right that's infringed for thems with internal genitalia as a result of their fleshy plenitude that I'm not equally denied with my pokey-outie bits.

I am denied accomodations, seating, pay extra for clothes, my travel is limited, and all of these penalties are treated as being my fault. The thought of me as sexy or seductive is a joke, and one it's perfectly okay to laugh at to my face. I'm less likely to be hired, to have my opinions taken seriously, or to have my health treated with care and respect.

Can we just agree that the world hates fat, and hounds those of us who are?

(You by the way, aren't fat. You're fucking delicious and banging, and I'd totally pay to see you nekkid. Just saying, is all.)

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Heh. Being what most people would consider either "normal" or "thin", I should just shut up.

I have photos of me scantily clad up at my photo stock account on deviantart. It's called nacey-stock.

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You most certainly shouldn't shut up!

I've never been more grateful in all my life that I have a taste for cheeky figures of speech. I'm slack-jawed with wonder and amazement and gratitude. Really. I'm just sorry I missed what you took down.

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Eh, it was a bit too much. It was for art purposes, but nobody was making art out of it. It was all ending up as digital art that weirdos whacked off over. So I took it down. Plus I got paranoid and freaked out after the assault. I know at least that you'd appreciate the artistry of it.

Anyway, any drawing I do of a scantily clad woman? Pretty much has my figure as I'm my number one anatomy study. Mirrors are so cheap.

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(

leviathan0999 looks down, kicking at the ground with his toe...)

(Bright smile)

So, how about that sports team!

Okay, seriously, I totally appreciate and respect the art. I also totally writhe with lust in a completely respectful and always positive way. I completely respect your reasons, especially with what happened. But I'd be lying if I didn't say I'm still sorry to have missed the opportunity.

My covenant to you: I will attempt to make some sort of art, with, like, a pencil and paper from at least one of the glorious shots that are there.

BTW, you look great in Quidditch Robes. Totally. Did I mention bangin'?

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See, I know you respect me, so I don't mind. You listen to my voice as well as appreciate my looks. I take it as the compliment it is! *hug*

The mostly nude shots were kinda stupid. I realised in strong light, my muff looks like of weedy. I have mid-brown hair there so it just kind of looked deficient. I felt kinda vulnerable and wished I had a thick dark patch instead. LOL!

No, I'm happier being behind the canvas than on it! Though I'd love someone to paint me properly one day. That would be lovely.

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God bless a woman who understands that a man -- not necessarily all men, because we've got our share of assholes, admittedly -- can both respect and like you and still want to fuck you. They aren't even really in conflict, from where I sit. You're a whole person, mind and body and intellect and sexuality, you eat and sleep and pee and crap and say the most mind-blowingly intelligent and inspirational things and sing gorgeously and make great fonts and have wonderful breasts and paint with such character and joy and you fart and you sweat and feel fear and get horny and I adore every last bit of that, and if they didn't cause you such pain, I'd love your periods, too.

Men who don't love all of what make s a woman a woman are missing out big time.

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You know, I live in fear that nobody will ever get the *whole* of me. I fear that people like parts of me, mainly due to people trying to modify my behaviour when I was a teenager by getting me to be more like this or less like that. Thank you for proving me wrong! *hugs you tight*

Oh, and I get the desire thing. I am a woman of deep passions. For people of either sex! I know what it's like to feel the hot-blooded thrum of basic need, so I don't get mad that people have it. It's how people behave in reaction to it that I tend to get funny about. You? You do it right! I wish I could say that about some other people I've met (of either gender!)

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I suspect it helps that there's an entire fucking planet making me keep my hands to myself. I'm grateful that you're not put off by my desire. Just remember if you catch me peeking down your blouse, I'm still totally listening to what you're saying!

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If I catch you peeking down my blouse, I'll laugh at you, waggle my boobs and, considering my mood, I might even smoosh your face into my cleavage. It's the sort of thing I do sometimes. :)

(Just ask my friend Danny. I promised him a leg hump once, and boy did I deliver when I next saw him!)

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You have mentioned your very famous leg-humps. The very thought gives me quite a wonderful mental image -- especially tonight! -- that will keep me smiling a very long time... (You also mentioned that my mental image is... inaccurate. I'm keeping it nonetheless!)

Man, I wonder if I can find an atomic drill I can use to burrow through the planet....

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I need to get belly-dance lessons so I can do that shit. I definitely have the hips for it. (Or I did before Mum went away on holiday and took all her nummy foods away and I got scrawny!)

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rainfletcher.livejournal.com

I've never wondered why feminists are mad. Nope. Not since I, you know, learned to think a little.

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And that's why you're awesome. *hug*

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zebeckras.livejournal.com

heh heh. I don't care about Mocha - because I don't drink it and therefore have never seen them enthusing about how great it is to have chemicals that taste like nutrition without any real nutritional content - but I have the same knee-jerk reaction to two things I see all the time:

Special K commercials, and some brand of flavoured water whose actual brand name I can't remember. Both of them are like "WHOA WE ARE SO GOOD AND HAVE LIKE NO CALORIES AT ALL" and I'm like - is Special K *actually* promoting their cereal as the sole thing women should eat in the morning, when you've been FASTING for the past 8 hours or more, and crowing about how it's only 70 calories? OMG EVERYONE IN THE WORLD SHOULD TALK TO A NUTRITIONIST. If there's any meal you have an excuse to throw 400 calories or more into, it's breakfast. :P

Also Special K adds High Fructose Corn Syrup to like every single one of their products, which is fucking insane.

The flavoured water thing kills me, because they're like "What's better than water but has only ten calories? Oh sure you COULD drink something that comes from nature, but that has MORE calories than just TEN!" You could also just drink some freaking water, if calories matter to you that much. I confess - I like to get my calories out of food instead of beverages, which is why I drink like a ton of water (and also, seltzer water). I also just don't like flavoured water, it tastes funky to me. For people who DO like the stuff, there's certainly nothing wrong with that. But I hate that it's marketed as "BETTER THAN NATURE" *and* the perfect diet product. WHY does EVERYTHING have to be the Perfect Diet Product for crying out loud?! :P

Heh, yes. You struck a nerve with that one. ;)

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The diet industry shits me in general. It was hilarious when all these women that went nuts on fruit puree drinks realised how much sugar in is actual fruit. They flipped their shit, it was *hilarious*! Until they stopped drinking the fruit. Which, I mean - why? Sure you get sugar, but it's fruit sugar. It's the stuff we've been shoving down our gob since we were in the trees, we're *made* to eat that shit!

I tried this kiwi flavoured water drink once. It was SO VILE. Bleah! Never again! I can understand a lightly lemon-flavoured drink, but that just reminds me of having a slice of lemon in your iced water. And it has to be real lemon, or it, too, tastes vile.

I mix my own mocha. Generally I have Milo and nescafe decaf. I know, I'm killing babies in Africa but I'm not going without Milo and the other decafs taste way funky.

Today we ran out of milo so I used the special frothing cocoa I bought out of curiosity (and promptly stopped drinking cause it has this weird funky salty taste to it).

Seriously, is it too much to ask that women should be able to eat sensibly and just be at peace with the shape their body wants to be? Or NOT eat sensibly and not be shamed or lambasted into the ground for their transgression of enjoying some damned calories?

I don't eat enough at breakfast. I bet this is why I'm tired all the time. I'd eat more but my nausea makes it impossible.

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nephron.livejournal.com

Realistically all companies who make baby formula do the same things, it's only that Nestle have copped a lot of flack about it.

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meleth.livejournal.com

And look at the TV commercials targeted towards male and female "fitness." Women are encouraged to cut calories, whereas men are encouraged to buy exercise machines. Men have to add something to their lives to be acceptably trim (and do it, of course, by building muscle mass), whereas women have to cut stuff out. Every day, at every meal, in every item of food.

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tangofiction.livejournal.com

At least in Oz, the calorie-obsession is mild to nonexistent compared with the UK. I kid you not, EVERY item of food, unisex or otherwise, "diet" or not, is plastered with massive warning labels about the calories in it (also sugar and fat, but that's at least nutritionally relevant to many people, eg diabetics). It's impossible to enjoy anything when they make all food look toxic.

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greteldragon.livejournal.com

It really shits me when to make something Diet or extra 'healthy' they add or change stuff so I can no longer eat it. Fuckers.

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strangedave.livejournal.com

Well, being diabetic, I also the obsession about calories. But it very different to be constantly fretting about calories due to your health, rather than due to societal expecations of beauty etc.

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