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"There's a fine line between stupid and clever." David St. Hubbins, "This is Spinal Tap"
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12 comments:
A quote is worth a thousand pictures, or something.
Just means you owe us another Moo pic.
"There's a fine line between stupid and clever."
Yeah. That one draws itself.
For the record, I thought the post was on the clever side of the line.
Your cute picture wasn't offensive to me.
Anastasia,
You mean there was a turtle in the picture? How did I miss it?
I too thought it was on the clever side.
JD, LOL! That reminds me of when my wife and I saw Lord of the Rings and my wife commented on Whatshername Tyler's elfin pointed ears and said, "I wonder how they make those ears look so real..." I said, "She had ears?"
On the other hand, after reflecting on the whole range of responses and how I actually view venues like "Hooters" it was somewhat of a convicting moment. I have never and will never patronize Hooters or anyplace like it because I believe it exploits women and patrons who see human beings just a bit higher than the chicken wings on their plates. (Of course that begs the question what industry does NOT exploit human ego, vainglory, delusion and damaged souls at least in advertising, and how desensitized I am to it in contexts like movies, media etc...) Anyway, I dealt with the topic of "man as meat" and the movie "The Wrestler" in a Steve the Builder podcast. I do not sit in a high place casting moralistic "christian values" stones at Hooters waitresses, neither do I see them as victims except perhaps of the fallen world, and they have free will and choose to be "meat" for mental consumption as do those who consume them. Those are two circles in the graph, the third circle of the diagram is me. How do I encounter the fallen world and its expressions? In the grand scheme of things these days, unless we're under the Taliban, Hooters is a pretty mild expression, kind of "quaint" in the sense of 1950's "pin up girls" who were covered up more than girls in junior high classes right now. But like the mild skin rash that is merely the visible sign of a pervasive cancer, they symptoms have to be taken seriously. So, while I obviously thought (and still do) Mooters was clever I think it was a lesson to me that my "inner life" and my "intellectual life" still have not completely meshed gears yet. The Hooters girls were not objects of sexual titillation for me, however they were not human beings in the image of God either, they were MERELY images in the service of "clever", and in that sense still merely objects to me that I exploited for a laugh rather than some other male activity. The core of our problems as human beings is that we "objectify" other people, and "sexual objects" is merely one small category of how we do that.
For those who were not offended, this journey through my head is not intended to shame you. There have been saints who were able to look at prostitutes and "actresses" and see the beauty of God's creation and not objects of lust. For those who were, I hope you were offended for the right reasons. Thanks all.
I now return you to my objectification of silly Orthodox converts. :)
Dear Moo,
OH, you mean there were WAITRESSES in that photo? I only saw you.
love,
Anastasia
Isn't there a song....
"I only have eyes for Moooooooo!"
sung in my best warbly voice!
Well, there you have it. We tend to notice things we don't have.
I wanna be loved by Moo;
By Moo and nobody else but Moo.
I wanna be loved by Moo ... alone!
Boop boop be doo! Woo!
I hope you hire Anastasia and Kirk for a singing telegram duo on Moo's birthday.
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