The Adventures of QueerPenguin

I Don't Give a BEEP Either

Above: Pussycat Dolls - Courtney Act, Portia Turbo, Mitzi McIntosh, Vanessa Wagner, Lucy Loosebox and Rochelle (I forget which one's which)

I don't get the Pussycat Dolls. Did the feminist pioneers really foresee gender liberation evolving to take the form of women singing, blandly, about how damn freaking hot they are, just ask them?

I interpret the subtext of 'Beep', for example, to read: "Sleazy perverted men can masturbate and ejaculate semen in public over me, which is OK, because I'm so attractive that I get off knowing I turn on said perverts. Yay me."

Yeah - not sure that's a moral cue I'd personally seek to teach my daughter.

I know GenY women (sorry to use a marketing cliche, it's just easier) were born into an entirely different consciousness of expectations and achieveable goals, including career paths not just limited to either housewifery or flight attending, and maybe it's a little old-fashioned to think the PCD have taken confidence in sexuality beyond the empowering and into the...well, borderline sadistic...but I don't think I'm being a toothless old porch man here. There's a great, illustrative (though brief) scene in Mean Girls, for example (book and screenplay both written by women), showing a young girl dancing in a disturbingly provocative (for a 5 y.o) way - but she's only copying the film clip on the television in front of her, so what else does she know?

The PCDs strike me more as manifest of a form of feminism men would like women to embrace. They're kinda 'feminist' in the same way that women-on-women in straight porn are 'lesbian'.



Plus - and this is just a personal thing - I don't find drag queens all that hot, anyway.

posted by Sam @ Tuesday, December 19, 2006