History Channel was covering Siberia of all places this morning. Even I have my limits when it comes to breakfast history so I went channel surfing and came across a music video from the burlesque act, the Pussycat Dolls.
I rolled my eyes but figured hey, I should check them out. Busta’ Ryhmes starts the video off with a forgetable rap that had me inching my finger towards the remote. Luckily he stopped being dull and they actually let the gyrating gals sing a few lines. That’s when things got interesting.
The song had a very simple message: Your girlfriend sucks, and you wish she was more like the hot stripper flirting with you. I was struck by how low a blow it was to the gender wars. It was the kind of cheap thing that makes women hate porn. Lines like “Don’t you wish your girlfriend was fun like me?” splits the world into two types of women, those who are fun, and those who aren’t. Because your girl doesn’t dress in lingerie and shake her hips, she is not fun. Evil, evil, evil.
I loved it. I would never use a line like that because I know it isn’t fair. I know there is more to a relationship than sexy dancing but at the same time, unfair illogical arguements like that get the blood pumping. It’s a nice bit of propaganda. The boy is on defence, why isn’t his girl hot like the stripper who makes a living out of doing stomach crunches?
I think I need to take the gloves off when I write. If my characters are greedy, they should be willing to say the illogical to get what they want. A little emotional dirty fighting could be fun.