Let's be real, here: "Ladies' Night" = whore trap. Am I right? I don't mean to say that anyone who attends one of these regular events is, themselves, a whore; I'm saying that "Ladies' Night" is an accepted public icon that stands for some Good Ol' Chauvinism. Ladies' Night is the exposed tit of the late-night loners. The hungry swarm forth. I dunno. Perhaps I'm throwing analysis where it isn't needed.
I'm just becoming more and more aware of the objectification of women within our society/culture/zeitgeist.
What seems to be a major roadblock in dealing with and/or conquering the glorification of women being treated like total ass is the hurricane of misogynist rap songs. Its the violent throat fucking in pornographic films. And its the weekly bar promotions that draw in the flies. But think about what keeps that kind of shit alive. Us. We all participate in the validation of our expected gender-specific actions/roles. I won't lie, I've been in a room of women and wanted to blow my brains out, later finding solace in anything male. I am a man and I like the company of men GREATLY. And I often think of women as being another species. This is what my body screams to me. But, being a participant in this society, where we're not attacking one another, I process those thoughts, register them as rude whims, and continue with the global project, Equality.
I'm kind of rambling without clear direction. Sorry. I am guilty of chauvinism. Just as almost every women routinely capitalizes on her physical weakness.
We're balls deep in gender issues. I feel overwhelmed. It all feels wrong and right.
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