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The Thrilling Tales of Cah Cah: April 2014

Tuesday, April 29, 2014

Rihanna Shows Her Breasts And The World Explodes (With Hypocrisy) *NSFW*

If you're not one of Rihanna's 13 million Instagram followers, you might have missed her latest posts from a shoot she did with adult-entertainment-gone-high-end magazine Lui. No stranger to controversy, she still manages to shock people, this time by doing something as obscene as - GASP - appearing topless in a magazine. That's right people, the WHORE shows her SINFUL BREASTS. Seriously though, she poses topless, and people are now calling her "disgusting" and "nasty", and some guys are even complaining that there's "not a lot left to the imagination, huh?". I know at this point you're dying to see these greatly offensive photos, so let me indulge you (you know, for science):


This is what they're crying about.

And the other one:


Absolutely disgusting, isn't it? Wait.. that's right, it isn't.

Let me start this off by stating the obvious: they're just boobs, people. She has a nice pair of boobs, she shows them off in a magazine in what is, quite frankly, very beautiful images, and now she's "disgusting"? What exactly do you see when you look at this photo? Something along these lines(?):


Seriously though, what's so wrong about this image? They're just boobs!

I'd also like to point out that maybe, just maybe, Rihanna doesn't care about leaving anything to your imagination. Maybe her sexuality isn't defined by how intriguing she is to you, but how comfortable she can be with herself? Maybe her sexuality is driven by her wants, her desires, and how she wants to express herself, not by how she can be the most appealing to men. I know many people (probably predominantly women) will insist she's doing this to appeal to men, but I beg to differ. Rihanna knows she doesn't need to do any of this to appeal to anyone. This is about her expressing herself, her sexuality, her womanhood, and celebrating it, being completely unashamed of it. Why do people find this so offensive? Two reasons:

1. Because society fears female sexuality when it doesn't exist for the sole purpose of serving male desire.

2. (In this particular case) because it features a woman's nipples.

All this outrage and controversy sparked by something that we all have (women and men), yet something society has decided is offensive, or at the very least "highly provocative" on a woman.


Et voilà! It's suddeny not offensive, safe for work, and not unlike most images we see everywhere.

Of course, a lot of the hate she receives is from other women, because we all know many women can't handle it when other women are strong, confident and self sufficient, and aren't ashamed of it (this is what is popularly known as female jealousy). Luckily she pays them no mind, and neither should the rest of us in our own private lives. I leave you know with this - something powerful that pretty much sums up most of this post in one image:


Could probably have saved you a bit of time if I just posted this image at the beginning of this blog post.

If you enjoyed this post (or at least Rihanna's boobs) like it, share it, tweet it, follow me on bloglovin', or send it to a friend who's always wanted to give Rihanna a pearl necklace.


*UPDATE* The photos have now been deleted from her Instagram account. Good thing I have them here!


Yours,



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Tuesday, April 22, 2014

The Definition Of Normal

If there is one concept just about everyone seems to monopolize (and obsess over) it's the concept of "normality". Very generally speaking,  people either:

  1. Consider themselves perfectly normal and therefore able to provide expert witness statements judging the normality levels of other people.
  2. Chronically suffer from an unsettling feeling of being abnormal and try really hard to fit in
  3. Feel normal but don't want to be so they act out in every possible way (hipsters I'm talking to you).
    Or - like myself -
  4. really aren't too bothered with the concept, because you know enough beautifully unique people that you have so much in common with, yet who are so much their own person that you realize you have no use for the concept of what is "normal".

I was just watching a video about some celebrity that was supposedly outed as gay. I went through the comment section and the hate that I read there was just astonishing. It's really difficult for me to grasp the amount of negative emotion you can have for people that you don't even know, based on their sexuality, skin color, gender identity, ethnicity etc. On YouTube, the comments get particularly nasty, and sometimes you have someone from one minority hating on someone from another minority, and that's where I get extra confused. If you're a black American, why would you hate a gay American (like this person in the comment section did)? I realize skin color and sexuality aren't the same, but you have equal amount of choice in the matter, and both apparently warrant a great deal of negativity, so you would think you would be more understanding towards each other. Ah, but because you're black, that is normal to you, however, you're straight, so in your mind being gay is foreign. You might never have dealt with a gay person before (that you know of), and you just think it's completely abnormal. Surely that can't be compared to skin color! Tell you what - it can. I am from a small country with a guesstimated 99% white population, and there are people there who before the arrival of electronic media tools (which took longer in my country than most other places) had never seen a black person before. To them, being black was definitely not "normal". Does them not experiencing black people as "normal" change that fact that being black is normal? Of course not! Likewise, a straight person experiencing homosexuality as "abnormal" doesn't make it so. It really isn't hard to grasp. It's the same, just at different ends of the same spectrum. To illustrate this very simply:


Heterosexuality <---------------------> Homosexuality


Light skin <-------------------> Dark skin


Some people seem to think that all sexualities are on the same same spectrum, and you can just suddenly become something else, and therefore accepting homosexuality (as if it needs anyone's approval! It will exist regardless) will result in "immoral" behaviour. This is what they're afraid of:

Heterosexuality -> Bisexuality - > Homosexuality -> Zoophilia -> Pedophilia -> Necrophilia

It makes absolutely no sense, because these things are unrelated. Well, the first three are related, but the others? Not at all! You can be a homosexual or heterosexual pedophile, for example, because the two are unrelated! It's a completely different aspect of sexuality! You cannot, however, be a homosexual heterosexual. Why? Because heterosexuality and homosexuality are not different - they are the same, only at different ends! It's the same with skin color: we range from light as ivory to dark as ebony. It's a spectrum, and we are all on it, and just because someone isn't on the same place on the spectrum as you are, doesn't make them abnormal. It simply makes them lighter or darker. In fact, there are probably tons of other people there with them, and just because you are white and straight, everyone else doesn't have to be, and if they aren't, it doesn't mean they're abnormal! A black gay person is on the same spectrum as a white straight person, only at different ends! I know I keep repeating myself, but people seem to have such a hard time grasping this irritatingly simple concept! The main issue behind all of this is a fundamental flaw in the logic people use. The foundation of their logic is deeply rooted in the idea that they are normal, and everything that isn't in line with their views is not just abnormal to them, it is abnormal, period. When you have this attitude about life, you encounter people, for example so-called "flamboyant" gay men, and to you everything they do and say will be "weird" because you have already determined that they aren't normal. Some people substitute the word "normal" with the word "natural" and think the can claim triumph. News flash: you can't! "Being gay is not natural." Guess what: being gay is more natural than wiping your ass with toilet paper after a shit, yet nobody is complaining about that. At the end of the day (fuck I hate that phrase) it doesn't even fucking matter if it's "natural" to be gay - people are gay and it doesn't hurt anyone, so why do you care so much? I literally don't understand the obsession! It doesn't affect your life! Why do you care if people are gay? What are you so fucking afraid of?


I'm not even going to say what I'm suggesting, but I'll give you a hint: I'm suggesting you might be gay.

Those were just some of the obvious abnormality "triggers". There are also plenty of more subtle ones. When I was younger, being Atheist wasn't particularly accepted; that made me weird. I was very into pop culture, while most others around me were more into the lives of their neighbours and who was dating who in town. Again, that made me weird. Whatever my peers liked and were into, I just wasn't. I probably found them as strange as they found me, however, due to the "strength in numbers" function of normality, I was abnormal, while they were normal. Because I was not a sports loving gossip machine that believe in Jesus, but rather a book loving, entertainment driven Atheist, I was not normal. Yet the place where the greatest divide always came - and still comes - is in this: honesty. I've always been a very honest person, and I've never been afraid to "do me" regardless of how people might have perceived me for doing so, and I really believe people hated that. People who are afraid, people who are not ready for honesty, they shun it and everyone with it, especially if your honesty reflects a world they refuse to live in. Because the white, straight, Christian (and especially) male (thinks he) has the privilege to dictate what is normal and what is right. If you are any other skin color, if you are a different gender, if you have different religious beliefs (or simply lack them), if you have different interests, if you prefer a life different than the picket fence life with two kids and a dog they try to teach you, that you're not worthy of love, respect, decency, or even humanity, because you aren't  fully human. They are wrong. You are worthy of all these things! Do not let others dictate what you are worthy of, especially when they don't care about you, where you came from, what you've been through, or what you've achieved.


"Usual, standard, ordinary, expected. average."  Why would you ever aspire towards averageness?

A lot of people were born into a place where the facade of "normal" is the "norm", and while that might seem lucky to some of you from the outside, they might not be happy on the inside. Conforming doesn't necessarily equal happiness - not even for those who seem to fit in perfectly. Some people, of course, are just the dictionary definition of normal by nature, and that's also fine. There's room enough for everyone - even the completely normal ones! If you enjoyed this post please like it, share it, tweet it, blog it and all that with your friends! If you don't you're a racist homophobic white privileged man that eats children, so...


Yours,



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Wednesday, April 16, 2014

Following My Dreams

When I was a kid, I always knew that I was going to work in entertainment. I knew I was going to be either an actress, comedienne, or both, and that I was going to make it big. Now I study psychology, hate it so much that I literally can't stand to wake up in the morning, and every day I dream of what my life should have been. Let me put one thing out there: I'm in my early 20's. What my life "should have been" I should still be able to achieve. My time hasn't run out. I'm just scared. I know some very inspirational people, who have overcome adversity and followed their dreams. One of my very best friends who I've known since I was 12 or 13, is a professional dancer, which is something she's worked at for so many years. Failure was not an option; it was all she wanted to do. Performing, entertaining, acting is all I've wanted to do since I was 10 years old, but coming from a tiny country with very limited options and being so disliked by most people that I tended to avoid crowds whenever I could, I never felt like it was doable. When I grew up and life got better, one thing didn't improve: my cynical outlook on what I could achieve. I had decided to "stop dreaming" and that I was going to be rational. I'm highly intelligent, so not going to university to study something "sciency" would be a terrible waste, right? Wrong. This is by far dumbest thing I've ever done. OK, maybe not the dumbest thing EVER, but pretty high up there. For someone who prides herself on her intelligence, I really can be such a complete idiot. Why did I ever think not following my heart's desire and pursuing the only thing I've ever wanted to do would end well? Why did I ever kid myself into thinking that a "normal" life with a 9 - 5 job would ever satisfy me? What's the point of being so rational that it makes you behave irrationally and leaves you feeling depressed? I always thought my passion for life had been diminished by, shall we say, "a series of unfortunate events". I've been blaming others for so long for extinguishing my fire, when really, they tried to do that for most of my life and never succeeded. I'm the one who drowned myself in my own insecurities and doubts, and I'm the one who ultimately killed my own fire. Therefore, I also need to be the one to rekindle it. First step is to stop being such a wuss, and doing something that I actually want to do, like attending acting school in New York or Los Angeles. I'll work, save the money, and make it happen. It might be tough, but it can't be worse than dooming myself to doing something I really don't want to do. It's time I take responsibility for myself, what I want out of life, and how I'm going to get there. I'm tired of feeling myself slowly dying, like the rose in Beauty and the Beast. I need to feel alive again. I need to want to be alive again.


I realize this is very similar to my last post. Guess I wasn't done talking about it.
Yours,



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Friday, April 4, 2014

Is University Right For Me?

This question has been burning in my mind for the past few months and I can't seem to find a definitive answer to it. It's not that my course isn't interesting per se, nor do I find it particularly difficult. I am just bored. I'm a very energetic, outrageous person, and I basically live to laugh (and eat). I am either studying the wrong subject, or studying in general is just not where I want to be. Life after studying this particular subject is not where I see myself either. Me, having a 9 - 5 job, where I have to be serious and engage in serious things? I don't see that happening. If you don't know me and need a greater idea of what my personality is like than what my blog offers, think of me as a mixture between YouTuber Jenna Marbles and actress Jennifer Lawrence. Those are the two women I am most frequently told remind people of me. I am not saying J&J aren't academic types etc. They may well have gone to university for all I know! I'm just saying imagine Jenna and Jennifer (perhaps with a dash of Kathy Griffin) in one person, add "normal, 9 - 5 job" into the equation, and you might see where the problems begin. I think I liked the idea of a serious job, because I really do have a very rational, intellectual, scientific aspect to my character - it just isn't as dominating as I thought it was. I am essentially an entertainer at heart. University was just a way to escape the confines of a tiny society, and therefore the idea of it was too precious to jeopardize. I couldn't second guess it. I wouldn't allow myself to! Now I'm here, and I don't really know what to do with myself. I feel, if possible, even more stuck than I did before moving. I wish I was born and raised in a place, where a life in the entertainment industry seemed like a possibility - a place where there even was an entertainment industry! If you're from the US, or any place that values "The American Dream" (which mostly is just delusional), your basic entity is created differently than if you're from a country that doesn't even have 1% of the US population. The idea of something that isn't just a 9 - 5 existence is so far removed from any graspable reality, unless you are a really, really big dreamer, and while I dream big, I am also ruthlessly rational to the point that I've convinced myself of the impossibility of it. People that live with television studios around the corner from their houses consider that line of work impossible - how on earth should I see it? My mother, the ever faithful supporter of whatever it is I choose to do with my life, was rooting for me to move to the States to try to fulfill my dreams, and yet I shot myself down before even attempting to fly. Now I sit here alone, typing my thoughts on my computer, with a blurrier view of what I want from my life than I've ever had before. All I know is that my life isn't what I want it to be, it's not going where I want it to go, and I have no clue what to do about it.


How I feel when I evaluate my future.


When I was a teenager I used to roll my eyes every time a teacher said "Writing things down can really help". I feel stupid about that now, but back then I sure knew everything. Maybe it's time I turn all of the notes I have written down (not my blog posts) into either a stand up act or a YouTube video (if I ever get my hands on anything decent to record it with. Like, I don't even care if it's a camcorder or an iPhone, just something better than this "I'll make your face look like it's been painted by Picasso" camera I have. Anyway, no more feeling sorry for myself. Now I'm going to do something productive!


By productive I mean something along the lines of looking at this gif and hugging myself.


If you feel as lost, confused, and pathetic about your life as I do mine share this with fellow pathetics and let them know they're not alone. If you've got it all figured out and just want to laugh at someone who's a mess, then that's OK too. That's what the internet is for!


I guess I do have a definitive answer: university isn't for me. Being smart doesn't automatically make this what someone wants, needs, or should do. But where do I go from here? Well, first of all I'm going downstairs. This sort of thinking requires chocolate.


Yours,



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Wednesday, April 2, 2014

Why Being A "Slut" Is OK & Why I Hate Proverbs

"He who never sleeps, is always awake." - Chinese proverb. OK, so it's actually from a Toyota commercial, but most proverbs are at best that stupid, and at worst used to promote bigoted behaviour like homophobia and "slut shaming".

We all have those friends on Facebook that love posting (what they consider to be) positive, inspirational, life affirming quotes on their timeline. While not a personal preference (I just really am not a fan of most quotes), this is harmless (unless you post an "inspirational" quote next to your profile picture. Your face and/or body doesn't inspire me or anyone else. I can't even..). Some people, however, like to use proverbs and sayings to prove a point. Before I move on, let me make one this very clear: this is not an acceptable way of debating, "proving" a point, or expressing an opinion to a critical audience. Now, I can understand the need for them, because defending bigotry with logical arguments is impossible very challenging, and most bigoted people are already limited (I don't care that your homophobic cousin studies law at Yale - he's still a limited idiot). I'm not saying being a bigot makes you stupid - I'm saying you're a bigot because you're stupid. That doesn't mean you can't do well in school. Anyway, back on point!
  Let's take homophobia as an example. I don't know many homophobic people, because I'm luckily from a family of very loving people who don't judge others based on silly things like what gender they prefer, and I don't surround myself with people like that, so my friend circle doesn't include any bigots either. However, I have heard plenty of homophobic people speak, and it is a frightening, yet also comical experience. Their reasoning is absolutely crazy. There is the obvious perpetrator, the widest used excuse in the Western world: The Bible. This "holy" book is what one of my absolute favourite sayings is based on. In the "battle against homosexuality", the phrase that so many people arm themselves with (and which basically sums up all of their religiously based arguments in one) is this gem: "God created Adam and Eve, not Adam and Steve!"

If this is how you are arguing your case right now, dear reader, I have one request: reevaluate your life. In a world where science is (thankfully) becoming ever more dominant, in a place where knowledge is not only respected, but before being deemed worthy knowledge it has to undergo scrutiny from multiple areas, in a time where we know so much and have explanations for complex phenomena, the "Adam and Eve NOT Adam and Steve" non-argument is worth absolutely fuck all. You cannot argue with people who use science, peer reviewed research, and infallible logic like "Well, even if it is a choice, it's not hurting anybody, so why shouldn't consenting adults be free to live how they want?" and say "NOT ADAM AND STEEEEVE!"



By the way, I thought you said God created everyone? Why didn't God create Adam and Steve? What's wrong with them? Sorry Adams and Steves - God didn't create you. On a different note, Adam and Steve look much more attracted to each other than Adam and Eve.

Another saying that really gets to me, is one that I see used (especially by males) all over the internet and that I hear guys say in real life all the time, not to about me personally, but do they say it behind my back? I don't know, and quite frankly I don't care. "What saying is this?", you might be wondering, or you might have already figured it out. Before I move on to it, I'd like to introduce you to my new favourite YouTuber: Laci Green. Laci has this awesome YouTube show called Sex+ which is all about sex positivity for both males and females (if any male is reading this and wants to learn a technique to enable you to have multiple orgasms - just like us females - click here) and in one of her videos that I just came across she addresses slut shaming.





Her video is wonderful, and she makes great points about how self respect doesn't mean a woman can't enjoy multiple partners, and how respecting women means respect based on accomplishments, not amount of sex partners. "Because of her [what society considers] 'bad behaviour' we reduce her status from human being to giant fucking whore". What genius response do I find in the comments?


Yes, this is a perfectly good analogy for human beings.

That saying is as used, abused, and irrelevant as the "not Adam and Steve" one. This is not just a harmless joke; it's a reflection of the lack of understanding society has about female sexuality, that at best is used to bully, shame, and negatively affect a woman's social life, and at worst directly leads to victim blaming. There is nothing wrong with being a sexually active woman who has as many different partners as you want! Just because someone else has a much higher need for sex than you and they're not afraid to act on it, doesn't mean you have to feel so threatened that you have to value them any less as human beings, nor does it mean they are "freaks" or "sex addicts" - they simply operate on a different level, sexually. If you want to have sex with someone new every weekend (or even every day of the week), that is your prerogative, and it's nobody's business. Contrary to popular belief, all women's sex drive isn't on "low and love". Our libido is as varying as men's, and - believe it or not - not all men are hypersexual fuck ogres. I know tons of women who have had issues in their relationships because their boyfriends have been unable to keep up with them sexually, and I know some guys with the same problem. I also know many single women who are scared to act on their urges because of what people might think about them, and it's easy to see why. The women that I do know who aren't afraid of claiming their sexuality are dehumanized, and  the way jealous women and spiteful men talk about them is appalling. When questioned about why it is so horrible and what makes it so wrong, never have I ever been giving a satisfactory answer. Even when I turn it around on the guys I know who are complete manwhores (nothing wrong with that, but since we're using these terms), they genuinely believe that it's OK for them to fuck however many women they please, but that the opposite is dead wrong and the women who do are nasty sluts. This is where we hit that place again - the one where our sexuality as women doesn't exist to serve us, but should exist only for the benefit others. I covered this a bit before in this post but I didn't address the other side of it - victim blaming. When a woman is sexually liberated, the respect that people have for her reduces to the point that if she's raped, her hair, behaviour, make up, sexual history, clothing and level of intoxication all get taken into consideration. This is wrong. Even if a woman is walking down the street drunk, naked and flirting with everyone NO ONE HAS THE RIGHT TO FORCIBLY HAVE SEX WITH HER AND IF SOMEONE DID SHE IS NOT TO BLAME. I cannot stress how imperative it is that people understand this! It doesn't matter what a woman is wearing, how she is behaving, or how drunk she is: rape is ALWAYS wrong, and  the idea that anyone thinks differently is frightening. It results in cases like this, where an 11 year old girl is gang raped by 18 guys, and the people in the community say things like "These boys have to live with this for the rest of their lives", and "They said she dressed older than her age, wearing makeup and fashions more appropriate to a woman in her 20s. She would hang out with teenage boys at a playground, some said". The boys have to live with it for the rest of their lives? What about the ELEVEN year old girl who was raped by EIGHTEEN guys? And what is up with the focus on how she dressed and acted? She was ELEVEN! GANG RAPED BY EIGHTEEN GUYS! THIS is what happens! Slut shaming leads to victim blaming. No one is immune; not even children.


OK. This blog post turned out a bit more intense than I expected. Originally, this was only supposed to be a rant about how I can't stand it when people use proverbs in an intellectual debate. Oh well. If you enjoyed this post, please like it, share it, tweet it, all that good stuff, just don't do it naked or you're a slutwhore.

Yours,



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